In memory of my mum. The sighing of the wind shall be my breath. The salt air and the sweet whins my scent. See me in the red sunset glow, and in the purple heather on the braes. Let your laughter echo from the cliffs, and hear my voice. In the dark moments , feel my presence all around you. When your days grow short and the long night beckons, I will be waiting for you by the shore

Thank you for setting up a tribute fund in memory of Juliette and for choosing to support us here at Guide Dogs, we appreciate your kindness and generosity. We hope that you find the pages a positive place for you, your friends and family to help remember Juliette and at the same time help us change lives.

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.