Five and a half years have gone by but it still feels like we lost you yesterday. The hurt doesn't get any better, it's still very raw. You would be proud of how your children are growing up into responsible young people. Wish you could see them and be with them. I'll never get over loosing you Tracey and never stop loving you.
Love Mum
In loving memory of Tracey Clark who sadly passed away on 5th April 2016. Tracey was born in Leeds on the 31st of March 1978 parents Maureen and Michaels first child. She was a beautiful daughter, happy and content. Two years later her brother John was born the family was now complete. Tracey and John were very close and loved each other unconditionally. They shared the same friends all through childhood and into young adulthood. Tracey was always the big sister and always looked out for her younger brother. One of her dreams was to become a mum. This was realised in 1997 when her first child Brandon was born. Followed a year later with the birth of her second son Reece. In 2002 Tracey gave birth to her daughter Ebony. Sadly her relationship with Paul came to an end but she went on to meet David and was very happy. In 2011 her family was completed by the arrival of Harvey. She always said that the last five years with David and her four children were the happiest years of her life.
Tracey was content and happy living a quiet life amongst her family. She loved her holidays with the family always referring to them as quality family time in particular time to spend catching up with her brother John as well as spending time with her growing children.
She was a popular young lady who lived her life for her children whom she loved dearly and unconditionally.
Tracey fought a tough battle with cancer for seven months and was in pain for the whole time but always kept a smile on her face.
On the 5th of April she lost her battle with cervical cancer and will be missed by all. A truly wonderful mum, partner, daughter and sister who has left a void in all our hearts. Rest in Peace Tracey.
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