I got to know Angela through our daughters being in the same class at school. Chloe and Megan soon became firm friends and so did we. Often going for coffee or a sneaky shopping trip. I really enjoyed her company and she always seemed to have me in fits of laughter with her tails of her past or even day to day experiences. I miss most of all the little text messages or the late night chats on the phone, confiding in each other the trials and tribulations of the day. Angela was a true friend and always someone I could depend on who a the drop of a hat would always offer her support in anyway she could. This is a poem that has given me comfort over the years:- Death is nothing at all I have only slipped away into the next room I am I and you are you Whatever we were to each other That we are still Call me by my old familiar name Speak to me in the easy way you always used Put no difference into your tone Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow Laugh as we always laughed At the little jokes we always enjoyed together Play, smile, think of me, pray for me Let my name be ever the household word that it always was Let it be spoken without effort Without the ghost of a shadow in it Life means all that it ever meant It is the same as it ever was There is absolute unbroken continuity What is death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind Because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you for an interval Somewhere very near Just around the corner All is well. Nothing is past; nothing is lost One brief moment and all will be as it was before How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again! Lisa White XX