Christmas Lights on Fairways Close. In a way, we are all like Christmas lights. From the moment we are born, we begin our own, and become a part of someone else's, string of lights. Sheila's string started many years ago, and like Christmas lights, she made me feel welcomed and warm when I joined hers and she joined mine. When we remember Christmas, we remember all of the bright colours on our roofs, around our trees, in our gardens and on our tables. We remember our loved ones in this way; as bright memories to cherish forever. Sometimes, Christmas lights go out. This year, one less Christmas light will be shining on Fairways Close; but the memories that have been made will shine for a lifetime.

Thank you for setting up this memorial to Sheila. We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.