I thought I was strong, I am good at hiding my emotions, but today I am falling apart at the seams. Your memory is painful but I would not be without it, because at the same time it is comforting. The tears fall at thier own pace and will, each tear has its own meaning, and is in its own way healing. Sometimes your memory makes me smile, sometimes cry, sometimes you feel near and sometimes far, but you will always be my brother.
Tracy - 05/01/2012
Thank you for setting up this memorial to PHILLIP HOWELL.
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.
5th January 2012
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.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland