Love you Gran, miss you. Often wonder what you would have thought about being a great-Gran, and seeing me get to Oxford. Wish you could have been here. But know you are watching, looking over us. I think of you whenever I see a white feather. And there was one at my back, just today, of all days. I like to think that's a message from you, letting me know you're near. Look after Papa for me. And if you see Barbara, tell her I'm keeping Sarah in my thoughts and will do all I can to be there for her. Love Kylie x x x