I can't believe that a year has gone by since you were taken from me. I think about you every single day. I always say 'Good Morning Popsy' as I'm getting ready for the day, and 'Goodnight Popsy' before going to bed. I think about the things we did together, the places we visited, the laughs we had, every single day. But this heartache I have won't go away. I wish we had been able to have more time together. I wish I could have taken you to more places on your wish list, especially Canada. I know how much you wanted to go there. I wish you could have seen your Grandson, Ewan, grow up. You would have been so proud of the young man he is turning into. And I wish you could have spent more time here with me in Gibraltar, the place you called your second home. But it wasn't meant to be. So until we meet again Popsy, rest in peace, all my love now & always Fi xxx