To my wonderful family here at lumberjocks, I just had to share this with you.
The following speech was for my dear husband for his 60th birthday which we celebrated on the 4th June, we went to Johannesburg because most of our families live there so it was convienient to go to a favourite restaurant. Tracy, my eldest daughter is the author.
Three days later my husband passed away suddenly from influenza, the virus attacked his heart muscles. I wasnt at home because I had gotten bronchitis so he told me to stay over at my son’s place and come back when I felt better.
Fortunately the Dr hospitalised him. Travelling back was so heart rending having to come home and face such a tradgedy. My dear son, Duncan, gave no thought to himself but jumped into his car and followed me home, my son works on contract so no work no pay, he was here for four days. It wasnt long and all the children had arrived to be by my side, Tracy my eldest daughter refused to let me pay for the funeral saying “Mom, we will sort it out later”. The phones were ringing non stop, I was sent to bed and they took over and did a perfect job.
Here is Tracy’s final message for Henry:
And here is the picture of the tattoo, so Henry
-- When you know better you do better.