This is from a recent post I wrote. Writing is one of my ways of coping with something that is almost impossible to cope with. What is success? “To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate the beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch Or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded!” Ralph Waldo Emerson My beautiful Vanessa. You have “left” two amazing young women, your daughters. Almost every picture of you is one of you laughing or smiling. You epitomised beauty, you always strove to see the best in others and I can safely say a thousand lives have breathed easier because you have lived. For the last 15 years I have lived with the knowing that before we pass we should have no regrets. As this is written my biggest regret is that I only knew you for four years. It wasn’t enough. I will have to do all I can to live my life with you by my side from spirit.