As I look forward to the annual weekend with the coven I think of Betty, as I do most days. We're going to Marrakech which I know she would have loved. Such a warm vibrant place, just as Betty was. She would have loved taking in the sights,smells and sounds. No doubt we would have had to have kept tabs on her in the market places. She was such a little adventurer. I still miss her very much. Love to all of Betty's family and friends. Irene x
Irene Elliott
16th December 2010
I was walking Bobby in the Dean Gardens a couple of days ago, and saw a wee boy climbing a tree, followed, with much giggling, by his mum! Just made me think of Betty and a holiday we had in Portugal when she climbed a tree - and fell out of it and skinned her knee. She didn't mind the skinned knee one bit (and I think was secretly rather proud of it) because she'd really enjoyed climbing the tree. Betty really was game for anything - a great attitude to have. I miss her.
Carolyn Dow
22nd May 2010
I can hardly believe it is a year since Betty died and I still miss her so much. The following poem has helped me whilst grieving for Betty to remember all the good things she brought to my life and the lives of so many others.
"You can shed tears that she is gone
or you can smile because she has lived
You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back
or you can open your eyes and see all she has left
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her
or you can be full of the love you shared
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday
You can remember her and only that she's gone
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on
You can cry and close your mind
Be empty and turn back
or you can do what she would want
smile open your eyes love and go on"
My love to all Betty's family and friends. I know we will all be thinking of her today.
Chris Sandilands
15th December 2009