Ian was a wonderfully kind, loving and sensitive man.
We married a year after meeting and lived a very
happy life the two of us each others best friend, as well as
partners companions and lovers for many years.
Ian made friends easily, and would make people laugh
with his witty and daft humour he was such great fun,
a great comedian most of the time,
I would tell him that he should be on the stage
because he was such a joker, just a lot of fun,
although of course he could be very serious
if needed as well. Ian also had a great love of nature,
he loved this world with all Gods creatures in it
and he was a true gentleman,who would help anyone needing it.
Animals were very special to Ian he would rescue spiders
from the house I was, and still am scared of them,
but he would not kill them as Ian would
say that too are Gods creatures.I have now got used
to getting spiders out of the house unhurt.
Butterflies and moths, Ian had a love of these and
would watch for any that arrived in our garden but sadly
they started to disappear the last few years of Ian's life
and he was really sad as he said it showed how we humans
were ruining the planet.
Ian would sit in the concervatory or outside on the patio
and watch birds in any spare time that he had, he
could watch them for an age, calling to me if any pretty
birds dropped in, we always had bird food on the
shopping lists, we also had a very small field mouse
that would come through the fence sometimes and
manage to get onto one of the bird tables. Ian shouted
for me to come and see something one day,
I was worried thinking it was a problem but he
whispered to me to watch this table and I saw the mouse
I almost hit him when I saw why he had called me
as I was worried by the tone of his voice when he had
called, but that mouse was a great favorite
of his and mine in the end and came visiting for
food for a long time, Ian always
called me if he caught sight of it we would smile as we
would remember the first time and how I almost
hit him I was so scared, but we laughed together at
that litle mouse climbing up to the bird house to steal their food.
And true to his birth sign Ian loved the water
and all creatures in, and around it.
We laughed a lot about frogs, we were always bumping
into them when walking the dogs and Ian rescuing
them while I would be worried that they would jump
on to my feet or get trodden on, or the dogs sniffing
them might hurt them, Ian would pick them up so
tenderely and put them somewhere safe, and as he
was tender with all people, so he was with creatures.
Ian was sick for over two years I tried so hard to keep him alive,
Ian would say how much he wanted to live.
We had so many plans still left to realise.
This was a gentle and sensitive man who loved life and I am
lucky enough to say loved me from the day we met until he died.
Ian suffered so much pain physically
and emotionly through this time he was very ill. death was an
ending that I pray bought him peace, I just know though in my heart
that he should still be alive. If only he had got the help he needed in time.
Ian was a salesman, and a top rate one. he worked very hard to
be the best,and was, the best salesman, and the best man that
I had ever met whom I loved so dearly and am completely lost without.
I will remember Ian forever for the wonderfully tender, gentle and
sensitive man that he was, for how could I love him
and not remember him? You are loved and missed so much
my darling Ian, more than I think you would ever
have guessed. You are a beautiful person whom I know I will never
get over losing.We WILL meet again I know this.
God Bless you my darling gentle giant, until we meet again.
Passed away on May 20, 2004.
Don't judge me for how I left this world, Remember the love I gave
Alot of grief will follow me for the decision that I made
Changes appear in everyone's life; Some good, some badThe one I chose for myself made Val very sad
But in time memories will heal the hurt of hearts
And my presence will be felt by all with an inner peace
Remember me when the sun is bright and laughter fills the air
And a moonlit night and a whisper of wind will tell you I am thereDon't look down on my wife or fill her heart with blame
For my leaving her without good-byes she will never be the sameIf I could go back in time I'd say a last good-bye
I'd tell her to "Look to tomorrow; and for me.....do not cry."