Humbled.

Six weeks to go and we have had a pretty tough month in these parts. I haven't had much time to worry about the ticking clock on the countdown to Malawi.

Firstly, we lost a good friend in Lucinda & I don't really know what to say - but I will always remember hearing that any life, no matter how short lived, is never a waste. No matter how it ends.

It's hard to stay positive when people seem to be dropping around you. Young people too. Young makes it seem so much harder. How will I ever cope with the poverty and life expectancy in Africa.

Some people never do get over the things they see & that plays on my mind a lot.

I'm not really sure if there is any way to prepare...

I am happy to say on the other hand that my brother has set a date for his wedding, with his first son on the way & has asked me to be the sole reader at the ceremony.

I'm having trouble trying to decide on what I might like to say and what they might like to hear.

Luckily I have never had to read at a funeral. I'm not sure if I could ever manage that, but part of me hopes that one day I would have the strength to read for someone I loved.

As each day passes
we sit and wonder why?
Why you were taken
without a chance to say goodbye
and as we start thinking
with tears running down our cheeks.
We think of life without you and it really makes us weep

We think of the future
and nothing seems that bright nothing is the same without you by the families side
all we have is memories and a hole inside our hearts.
We knew how much we loved you from the very start.

In loving memory of Lucinda, Brian, Daniel

We live in hope that we lose no more.