It’s the little things we remember that make us smile 

Even after what will be 11yrs in September, it is still the little things that I member and miss.

That wink from the ambulance, saying * its ok *, is where the memories always start, with an overwhelming sadness , almost too much to bear.

Then the memories come rushing back to take away that pain, like when you would wake at 4am, with coffee to send me on my day.

Building me something while I was at work, just because before I left I said * you know, I wish I had a (whatever) to keep that all sorted and clean*.

The times the T.V would be on, and at the end of the show, neither of us knew what is was about because of the great conversation we had just had.

Your calm laid back attitude *it will all work out, nothing more you can do , just let it play out the way it will* bringing my rage to a manageable level.

The times, when just out of the blue, you would come to me and say

* ok, get your shoes, and the dogs,, lets go*
at first I use to ask *where to*
I soon worked out, to just do it , after all it did not matter really, maybe the beach with fish and chips, or maybe to look at antique shops,, or even just garage sales, and even sometimes to buy those few special screws you needed for your boat building.
These were OUR times.

I love remembering that even though you treated me as a lady, I was still your best mate in the shed.

You did not just take me into your heart, you took all that came with me,, my sons, family, friends, pets, anything I loved, was welcome.

You loved me for who I was, as I did you.

You encouraged me in everything I ever wanted to do, and helped me see a better way when needed.

We never yelled at each other, a bad name was never called, sometime a smile said it all, and if we had our time over again, knowing it would end so soon, I would still rather have those 6yrs with you and these memories in my heart.