Our 3rd Christmas without the head of the family. Mum did you proud again along with all your family. We did the usual things and even joked about what you would have said if you had been there. Mum made sure everyone had a glass in there hand and made a toast to you, wishing where ever you are may you RIP. For a while that afternoon I crept upstairs and went into your bedroom for a quiet time with you. We are all getting stronger but the pain still hurts and will always hurt but we can talk about you, laugh about what you got up to and smile at all the memories you gave us all. We the 'Guthrun' family are what you made us and everyone of us are proud to be called your 'Children'. Dad thank you for 42 wonderful years we had together. Sleep tight. See you at the gates when the right time comes. Love you with all my heart. xxx Proud to be called your 'Daughter'. xxxxxxxxxx Sheila 'Guthrun'