Sunset for Sadie

I remember how cross you were when you had to come and find us in the valley and we'd lost our wellington boots in the mud. And another day how you tried to be cross (and not laugh) when we came home with half a field of daffodils in our arms for our two mums. How you loved jumble sales and books (my mum didn't!) and took us two girls ballroom dancing. How you found humour in everything and nothing got past you. You were my role model for a happy family, and you'd be the first to say it was a life well lived.

I took this picture today just across the road from where family and friends had gathered to share memories of a very inspirational lady.