Here is my eulogy for your funeral, darling :-( For those who couldn't attend I wasn't strong enough to read it myself babes, but Ter did very bravely, I will be forever grateful and I am sure you are very proud of him. Lots of people came, my angel, I was too distraught to count, but looked like 200 +, you were very popular and loved missing you terribly every second of every day xxxxxxxxxxxx ******************************** Hun, that’s what we have been calling each other for the past 10 years, we never called each other by our names, from early on in our relationship, first you called me pumpkin, then principessa, then hun and it stuck from then on. I can still hear your voice calling me hun all the time. Back to when we first met, I can still remember you chatting me up at work by the coffee machines, me in my usual stressed hurry, you waffling on and on about random things, me trying to get away to get back to work! Everyone knows, you loved talking! At times I had to shut you up to get on with things, now I miss you talking so much, I wish I had taped all the stories, anecdotes and opinions you always had (it always amazed me, you were my little encyclopedia!). Anyway, it took you a long time to win me over, we started getting the train home together every night and we both loved our chats and were sad when it was my stop and we had to say ‘see you tomorrow’. Eventually I succumbed to my feelings, what choice did I have once I realised what a wonderful, loving, caring, selfless and romantic man you were. I fell for you and knew there and then I wanted to be with you for life. I had finally found what people call the other half. I never loved going to work so much, I woke up every morning eager to come in and see you. I still remember our secret quickly stolen kisses in the lifts at work. Naughty and dangerous but so worth it. Those were the days. You became my world, my everything, my dreams. Together we laughed, we cried, we argued, we supported each other, we built our little wonderful family unit and made plans for our future. You are my past, were my present and my future; now you are gone half of me is gone and I feel so lost without you darling, We wanted to travel the world, give Sophie a little brother or sister, move to the countryside, get a dog, retire, you were applying for PhDs so you could become a professor so we could enjoy life more and be less stressed. Now I don’t have you by my side to do any of that and I don’t know where to start my angel. I thank you every night for the most precious gift you could have given me, our Sophie. But I promise I will be strong for Sophie and everything we do, you will be with us, in our hearts, our minds, our souls. You were the best Daddy in the world. She is part of you, your legacy and I will do my very best to make her feel loved, safe and happy for the both of us. She says she can smell you and hear you and that gives me comfort. She looks up to the sky and laughs and says you are joking with her, so I know it's true. The last thing I wanted to share with everyone is a poem you wrote for me a few years ago, I bet nobody knows you were a poet at heart and your words were so beautiful it would be wrong to keep them to myself only so here it goes: My gift to you is my love, given from deep within my heart, it is everything I have to offer, it will always be yours, till this world I depart. You own part of me, a part so fragile I’m in fear, for I have given my heart away, to you and I love you so dear, I don’t think our meeting was fate, I did everything to claim my soul mate. I knew I had truly found an angel that walks on the ground. So ti amo (I love you in Italian) my principessa, my love is total and will never be lesser. As I know I could search my whole life through, and I will never find another you, Manu. I love you! Until we meet again my angel, love you always and forever xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx