I remember as a child my sister and I being very close to both Mark and Julia as the age difference was only 6 years between herself and me. I was only six when I discovered that I was an auntie a second time but thought of her at that time as a sister. I would like to think that during the time we grew up that all four of us were very close as my sister and I were never called auntie by either Mark or Julia. As we grew up and our children were born Andrew, Samuel, Emerald and Rebecca. They were all brought up in the same way as we were and all played together although Rebecca was a little bit younger than the other three. When my own son Samuel was diagnosed with leukaemia Julia was very supportive and gave me great strenght and when I eventually lost him to the illness although Julia herself was in a considerable amount of pain she gave me support, love and encouragement and was always there for a shoulder to cry on. When Julia's health eventually worsened she tried to carry on, always smiling, and as her health gradually worsened not once did she complain. I know that she is always there and when I have been to my brother's house I have always felt her presence there as I feel that she like my son will never die and that they like the poem are just in the next room. Amanda King (Julia's Aunt)