Mum was an energetic, colourful and caring person. She scooped up people in need of caring and animals in need of a home. Her life was full, but she always found time to do something for someone who needed her help. Her love was shown in her actions, rather than her words. When her grandsons were born, she felt she was 'complete'. When her husband and my father, Roy, died in November 1988 her life was changed, and she felt part of her had died. After a few years, Mum married an old family friend, Herbert Wilkinson whose wife had passed away before dad. She then had several years of comfortable companionship. She said she had been blessed with two very kind husbands. For the last 12 years of her life mum suffered with Parkinson's Disease and hospital stays due to falls. I miss her horribly, and I hated to see her fade from the vibrant, busy lady who was the real Thelma; but I am joyful that she has gone home to The Lord, and that she is made whole again.