My darling dad, my shooting star, my hero
No worlds will ever explain the heart ache I get, I miss you now and it’s only going to get worse.
Worlds best dad, I have so many thank yous to give you and I had so much more love to give you.
Harlen will forever be reminded about how amazing his grandad peck was.
The tears that flow when I right this because the reality of it all starts to kick in.
Why did you have to go, I love you so so so so much and I will forever continue to do so.
Please come speak to me in my dreams.
❤️❤️💔💔
From Olivia Jones
7th November 2019
Thank you for setting up this memorial to Adam.
We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.
Sent by Heart of England Co-operative on 07/11/2019
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland