TRAINOR Margaret. Birthday memories of my wee mummy, her 2nd away from home. If I could send a post- card to Heaven up above, I’d tell you that I miss you and seal it with my love. Pain could fill a thousand pages but what good would that do because the only thing I long for is to get one back from you. So if the an- gels are listening every time I pray, I hope they send the message that I miss you every day. For now I’ll keep the postcard here, I hope you understand, please keep watching over me until I deliver it by hand. So let the stars be your candles mummy, keep them burning bright, so when I look to Heaven I know that you’re alright. Loved and missed every day. Your daughter Tricia xxx.
TRAINOR Margaret. Birthday memories of my precious mummy, her 2nd away from home. If flowers grow in Heaven on land that’s wild and free Lord, place some in my mummy’s arms and tell her they’re from me. Please tell her there’s still so much that I would like to say. Re- membering her is easy, she’s in everything I do, I miss her so much every day but I know she’s safe with you. If tears could build a stairway made from all the pain, I’d walk right up to Heaven and bring her back again. Lord please take care of her and I hope that she will see, that she was such a special person and a spe- cial mummy to me. Loved and missed every day. Your heartbroken daughter Mag- gie and Colm xxx.