Today is your third anniversary my darling, we miss you more than ever. We are going to mass this morning, and before we go we are going to put a lovely wreath in your colours on your stone. I was hoping that Donna and Paige would make the mass but its too early for them. Good old Deirdre is here as usual to take me to mass. Then we shall go and have some breakfast to celebrate. Love and miss you, Bett. xxxxxxxxx