Patricia Ellen Leath (nee Farrow) (28 Apr 1949 - 17 Sep 2018)

The pain inside is eased with the consolation you are together. We miss you both fiercely. Until we meet again I'll be looking to the skies and hearing your voices xxx love sos

Mothers day with you at peace. I truly believe that you gave us all the skills we need. The things we greatly miss are your voice, laugh and loving smile.

Me, Erik and Vicky together last night, you were there with us. Planning the future. Give us strength in your absence mum. Xxx

One year ago today you last spoke back to me, graceful, confident and and not wanting any fuss. It’s been hard with out you, hard not to hear your voice, hard not to be able to share. Sonja and I role play out conversations which helps. We all miss you, love you more and more every day. Love Victoria Louise..... the one that was a mistake which turned out to be planned. Thanks for planning me, a secret till the end xxxx

Love you Mum

Hi Mum, hope your having fun wherever you are. Mia, William, Evan & Ryan just smashed sports day and all got 1st place in a race. Laura just got a B at Uni, Matthew got through too! Laura is looking after your car and taking care of it. Dad is trying to keep the place tidy. I am trying to count to 10 when I need to. Sonja is still looking after the bath mat for you. I am trying to have two minutes looking out of the new corner window view. Just wanted to say I love you, thanks for everything mum, I wouldn’t be who I am today if it wasn’t for you! See you in my dreams. Lots of love and hugs xxx Victoria

Mum, I miss our chats and hearing you laugh. Listening to your score on garden scapes and finding out what your friends are up to in Spain. A piece of me is with you enjoying your well deserved rest. Lots of Love Sos xxx

Closing my eyes I can feel you brushing my hair. I can hear you singing and picture your smile. Your strength is in me. Miss you mum xxx

6 months ago our world got turned upside down. I hope you are having fun and smiling wherever you are. Miss you mum, thinking of you always. Love you xxx Victoria Louise

Boxing day food and how good a cook you were reminds me how much we all miss you. Xxxx

3 months ago today, I last heard your voice. Missing you so much mum. Love you xxxx

All our love duck

All our love duck

Our love always

Mum taught us to be practical. Weather she got right every time, take a brolly it'll rain later, words much ignored and at home wet through mum would stoke the fire never saying I told you so. Achievements, her laugh would be high, trilling and her smile wide. Mum would take your face in her hands and smile right into your soul. Sad and difficult days mum would steadfastly stick to routine, a comforting tone in her voice. Mum wouldn't dwell but would act "well I better get swept up" Holidays mum would excel, the family windbreak and sand sandwiches passed round. Mum ensured everything was fair. Decisions and disagreements were met with mum's way, the passing of time and knowledge that all things change. Mum could sing a song like a nightingale, as a child I'd watch fascinated by her range and ability.
A strong determined mother bear our beds were immaculately made our porridge the right temperature, the love tangible in the house. Tidyness and organisation her middle names, Mum was adaptable, when struggling to find Hoover bags in spain she bought a stapler and reused the original. Advice was always gentle each of us knowing we could choose our own path. Mum was so tender she had immense strength, like the mighty oak versus the grass she would bend and sway and never break. Mum will freshen the breeze, brighten the skies and awaken the stars.