Page 18 - Gwen Landsberry - Eulogies

I’ll end this by reminding you of something you said to me Rob, when I
was at Lansdowne. You’d come to take me out, we’d get into the lift,
and as we’d hit the ground floor I’d look up and say “oh look…’G’ for
th
Gwen”. And one day when I said that – maybe for the 300 time – you
said: “and G is also for Gracious, Gentle and Giving…and you’re all of
those things, Mum…and I love you for it”. Rob, I was so happy that I
almost burst.
And one last small thing before I go, I wanted to answer a question you
once asked me. While I can’t tell you much about how things work
here…the answer is “YES”, we can watch over you, but “NO”, we don’t
watch you going to the toilet. Only you would ask me such a question.
I’ll miss that crazy humour a lot, Rob. Probably as much as you’ll miss
hearing me laugh my head off.
And please do me one favour? Can you tell Leslie I’m so sorry I asked her
if she liked driving about 1,000 times over past years?
Alzheimer’s….geez!!! How annoying …not so much for me, but for
everyone else. You know I never really swore much in life, but I’ll tell you
now, that disease is an absolute bastard. You may like to leave that bit
out if you read this letter to anyone else.
And remember this. I’ll love you and will live in your heart forever, my
dear son. You’ll feel my presence throughout your life, just as you have
with your Dad.

God bless you.

Love Mum