I knew Mrs Jones since i was 2 years old. I used to sit on her lap until I didn't fit anymore. I wish I had of known about her passing and would have liked to have given my respects. We used to visit her every week, when I was little and even through my teenage years. As I got older, life admittedly got in the way of my regular visits, although I did try. I'm glad I got to see her and tell her that Mark and I are to be married, she knows how happy I am to be spending my life with him, like she did with Mr Jones. I miss my minties and chocolate slice biscuits. I can't believe you are gone, I thought you would be here forever. If you were to ask me today how i am, i'd say ...."I'm rotten". Love always, Sarsha (your Sorrento granddaughter)