Treas. Our wonderful Treas.
Not even sure where to start. I look at your face and it has always given me a sense of warmth, familiarity, kindness and strength. I feel safe. Because to be with family is to be safe and that's exactly what you always were to all of us. You provided so many memories - driving as a passenger in your old Saab (when it was nearly new - so a very tender age for me) and asking you, no, telling you to go 100mph which of course you did and I thought I was the fastest person alive, taking me to see the Harlem Gospel Choir in London, holding Rufus for the first time when he was a matter of weeks old while I nipped out for a much deserved cigarette (don't tell Scott), giving me the Bakerlite phone I used to play with at your house when I was a child, giving me my very first electric Uke which I gig with at every gig - just to name a few. Your very individual and controversial way of communicating with cabbies in London, your outrageously loud laugh, your ability to speak so softly, calmly and without caution, your wonderfully strange gifts (never wrapped - which I loved - just arrive at my house with an African flute or a wooden Buddha - so gorgeously random), your constant humming (I never thought I would say this but I will actually miss your constant humming), your dedication and loyalty to my Dad when he went through the worst thing that could possibly happen to him and all of us. Your love and loyalty will never ever be forgotten and neither will you. We say goodbye to you tomorrow and that's one of the hardest things I think we will all have to do. How do you say goodbye to you? I don't know.
Sleep well Treas x
Love you so very much x
p.s. You're still my friend - don't worry :) x
p.p.s if you see Mum up there - you guys are going to have the BEST time x
Treas x
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