| Location | Hoddesdon |
| Age | 45 years |
| Cause of Death | Cancer |
| Date of Birth | 30/08/1953 |
| Date of Death | 09/07/1999 |
| Visitors | 684 since 26/03/2009 |
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Sally lived with her husband, Paul, in Hertfordshire. They couldn't have kids of their own, and decided to go through the adoption process. They were allocated a family of 4 young children. They got on well with them, and a year later adopted them.
But Sally got sick. It started with a lump in her leg. She had an operation, and it seemed to make her better. But she had Cancer, and eventually she died. We were told that on the day she died her brain had bled, which caused her to die.
As a kid I never knew what Cancer was. I understood it made someone very sick, and have lots of treatment that made them loose their hair, but that was about it. I only knew you could die from it when one of the girls in my class told me her Mother had had Cancer, and her Mother died. That was when I really started panicking. I mean, we needed Sally! She did all the cooking and looked after us.
To begin with, we stuff together as a family, like going to the park, and on day tripes. We had great Christmases and Birthdays too!
But then Sally got too ill to take us on family days out, so we ended up satying at home a lot.
Sally loved spinning wool, and painting. She was a very colourful person. She had red hair, but usually wore something green!
I remember the day she died. We had all gone in to kiss her goodbye before we left for school. She was laying in her bed, and briefly acknowledged we were there. As we were walking to school that day my Brother and I hung back. We both knew something was wrong. We didn't know what, but we knew normally she'd be awake to say goodbye to us. That was the last time we saw her.
Whilst we were having our assembly at school I was suddenly overcome with sadness and started crying. But I didn't know why. It was while we were having lunch that we were called into the Headteacher's office. People started laughing because they thought I was in trouble.
My Brother was at secondary school, and had to picked up. He came in with Sally's husband, Paul, and deep down I knew what was wrong. My Sister summed it up for us. She said, "Is it Mummy, is she dead?" And Paul was like, "Sally died this morning."
I now know why I'd got upset in the assembly.
I wish you were here to watch Dan's little boy grow up. And I am going to have a baby too. I wish you were here to watch that baby grow. This year is 11 years since you went. I am sorry I don't think of you as much as I should. It's easier that way. I sometimes dream about you. Dream that you are there in the room with us and we can see you and touch you. If Paul talks about you he still cries. I think he's never really let go of you. He must love you so much. I wish you hadn't left us when we were kids. We needed you so much and still had so many more things to learn about life. We had questions only you could of answered. We needed you! There was a huge hole left when you went. I remember the morning after you died. It was a Saturday. Kat was only 8. We were hvaing breakfast. She asked if you were joining us for breakfast. She wanted to bring you breakfast in bed!! But she got told off for asking about it. She didn't really know what was going on. Ok, so she had asked if you had died when we were picked up from school but I don't think she really knew what that meant. Sure we'd seen pets die but it's not the same thing. We had to go back to school on the Monday. You died on a Friday and we had to go straight back to school. Everyone kept trying to be nice to us but I would rather have stayed at home. It was horrid. It was like we had to just move on with life straight away. Xx
I came across a folder this week. Inside was a beautiful poem that your work had written you. I also found a photo album of when you were young! I sat there and cried. I guess I never really understood how much we meant to you. When you died I blamed you for leaving us. I thought you hated us. But now I know different! I love you xxxx
Favorite Song
You used to love this song! We used to singit at school at Harvest. Our school choir sang it at your funeral.
Michaelmas daisies purple in the border,
Big fat leeks all standing up in order.
Whiskered barley talking to the breeze
Low hung boughs of laden apple trees
Chugging engines ready for the reeping
Pounds of chutney labled for the keeping
Giant marrows winning every prize,
Bubbling jars of elderberry wine.
Fruits are bottled, others in the deep-freeze,
Silken poppies blushing in the cornfields.
DON'T BRING MUDDY BOOTS INTO THE HALL,
Golden Onions hanging on a wall.
It's harvest time,
Harvest time again.
Harvest time,
Give thanks for sun and rain.
A time to take
and a time to give
Harvest time, it's the time to live
At harvest time.....
Mellow, fruitful harvest time.
Sally, it's been almost 10 years now. So much has changed in that time, and we've all grown up so much. From those little kids of 8,9,10 and 12, we're now adults of 18,19,20 and 22!
We only got 6 years with you, but that was ebough time to teach us things we needed in life. We would have liked more time though.
Can you remember that morning when I got up early, and came downstairs with a card I had made for you? But because I wrote the 'Get Well Soon' going down the page in 3 columns you didn't understand what it said!
And the times we asked what you wanted for your Birthday that year? You always gave us the same reply of "I don't know if I'll be here for my Birthday." I always thought you were joking though. I never dreamed it would be true.
I can remember one day when we were all in the garden. You were sitting in a chair, and we were running around. Chris had come to see you, and he had your full attention. So we kept trying to climb on you to get some attention, and got told off.
I can remember the day you died. Paul took us home and me and Daniel did our best not to cry. Not because we weren't upset, because we were, but because we felt we needed to be strong for Debbie and Katrina. But every now and then a small tear would leak out. Through those tears Daniel and I thought you'd sat up.
Amd the funeral. I remember how we all sat on the front row. I was wearing jeans. The school choir sang your favorite song, and the service was beautiful. Then we went to the cemetry. I almost fell down the hole that was dug!!
I'm glad you were buried, not cremated. Many times we went to visit the grave. To me it was spooky, and I didn't like it. Sometimes I even wondered why we went - we couldn't see you, or talk to you. But I remember that only time I went and Paul said you were watching us from Heaven, and I decided not to step all over your grave, as I had done before, but I stood beside. And I think that was the day it really sank in, because that day I burst into tears! It was almost like I was letting go of the pain.
And then there was a Youth Trip to the cemetry. I think we were talking about death that day. I hated that trip, because everyone came to stand at your grave, and read what was on your headstone. Everyone was unusually quiet after that trip.
Like I said, it's been almost 10 years. Almost 10 long years. I wish you had been here to watch us grow up! Love me xxxxxxxxxx
HI SALLY JUST TO LET YOU KNOW MY THOUGHTS ARE WITH YOU AND YOUR LOVING FAMILY/FRIENDS, YOU WERE TOO YOUNG TO GO WITH THE ANGELS LIKE MY IAN, YOUR IN GODS SAFE HANDS, GOD BLESS, SLEEP WELL X X
I miss you
Here is a poem I wrote for all my loved ones, but also for you! X
Every time I miss you,
Or even shed a tear,
I never seem to have a clue,
If you are drawing near.
Oh it’s supposed to get better,
As each day passes by,
But my cheeks just get wetter,
With every tear I cry.
I want so much to hold you,
To have you next to me,
Everyday I’m feeling blue,
I’m hurting can’t you see?
I love you with all my heart,
It will always be true,
Even though we’re apart,
I’ll always remember you!
I really miss you, and want to thank you for what you gave to us!
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