My dear sister,

Istill see you fading before my eyes and feel the pain and emotion in my heart. You had a family that loved you, a home to be proud of and a young child that was your dream come true. Your smile and energy would light up a room but during the last few years of your life, the light faded and was replaced with a darkness that enveloped all who loved you.

We watched you slowly decline, your beauty stolen by the disease that ravaged your body, your youthful being dilapidated by the effects of the chosen torture. Those who loved you tried so hard to support and help you, failing to understand the effects and consequence of your disease. You neglected yourself and those you loved, you chose another object of affection that was your love and your curse.

I watched you in a black hole of turmoil consumed by the darkness, not able to escape your demon as it had a firm grip.

I watched you lose your dignity and your self-worth, causing pain to those who loved you.

I watched you letting the object of your affection isolate you and found it so hard looking at the pain under your veil of tears, you thinking that it alleviated all your fears.

My dear sister, I hope that you are at peace and that the demons have been replaced by an inner peace and that you are surrounded by happiness and contentment. The power that alcohol had over you took away your chance of living a full life on earth; it gripped at your very being and took you away from those who loved you.

I want you to know I miss you every day, but you live on through your lovely young child who is an absolute treasure and who talks about you with such love. Know that your presence on earth impacted so many of us and you will never be forgotten. May you rest in peace. Never forgotten Your loving sister Name and address with Editor To the British Airways attendant on the Perth to London flight on January 27, 1999