There have been so many times over the past few months I have wished so hard you were still here for me to talk to that I have chocked myself with tears. I thought I was a strong person but have felt myself really struggling with things and I would often say to myself 'I wish I could tell Cheryl'. You were such a good listener, you always asked the right questions and gave the right answers. You never judge either, no matter how bad my woes were, you always gave me the best advice - or quite often you had experienced the same things yourself and that brought us closer together. Nobody else even begins to understand my love of the Backstreet Boys (even although we could never agree which one was our favourite!!!) I come and visit you often and I speak away but I hate that I need to make up my own answers because you cant. Its that time of year where we are thinking of planning holidays - and me and David just cant decide because the four of us should be going to Dubai, or Croatia or back to Egypt. But nothing we come up with seems right, because you are the missing link and we miss you so dearly x x x