There has been grief, deep and all-consuming. In the midst of sleepless nights and exhaustion, Serena’s loved ones have also been gifted kindness. There was the little lady-a friend of mine- who cooked a wholesome meal, and took it around to people she didn’t know. Messages from people desperate to help in any way that they can, and gifts left on my doorstep, along with cards beautifully scripted. The day of the funeral, a friend put together five platters of sandwiches and wraps and delivered them to the house, so the mourners had nourishment at lunchtime. Cupcakes in Camden baked this beautiful cake.
The mother bird cake topper was made by Jan Wallace and shall be treasured forever.
Cupcake’s little girl did this picture for me, complete with my now-departed pink walking stick.
A lady from school gave me these two bags for Serena’s little boys.
Another dear lady came to my door with this angel. I showed Lizzie at the school gate and she ran home to put it on the tree. She knew it represented Serena.
The school which Serena’s eldest son attends sent this beautiful tribute, with each child’s name placed on the display.