Julia Whyte
31-10 2020 14:32
wrote:
Loz, you were the first person I ever spoke to at Cranfield on our interview day, and for the next 2 years: the glue that held our team together and made sure everyone talked about their feelings! Thank you for being my friend from day 1. For the laughs we would have in the car together, stopping at Toddington services for your extra hot cortado and what you eventually worked out was my 5 espressos in a cup - no wonder I was buzzing! Whenever I told you of my worries you were immediately and unquestioningly in my corner, furious at someone or something you had never met or known, on my behalf. Or for loving and being a cheerleader for what you saw was something good in my life. You were a friend and advocate to everyone you cared for, the same as the worthy causes you supported. You were a humanitarian to the bone. I'll miss hearing you exclaim "oh my godddddd!!!" when I told you stories. Or looking out of the window to see you pulling up in your little car. Or smiling from another room as I could hear your voice over everyone else's, no matter how many other people were there! The world will be a quieter and a poorer place without your beautiful soul in it. Thank you for fighting this awful illness for so long to give us more time to be with you. Thank you for being my friend. Of everyone in the world: I wish I could call you to talk to you about this. To tell you how awful it is that you have gone and how I can just picture your face and you talking to me like you were here now. I hope you are at peace. I will miss you x x x
Julia Whyte
31-10 2020 14:32
wrote:
Loz, you were the first person I ever spoke to at Cranfield on our interview day, and for the next 2 years: the glue that held our team together and made sure everyone talked about their feelings! Thank you for being my friend from day 1. For the laughs we would have in the car together, stopping at Toddington services for your extra hot cortado and what you eventually worked out was my 5 espressos in a cup - no wonder I was buzzing! Whenever I told you of my worries you were immediately and unquestioningly in my corner, furious at someone or something you had never met or known, on my behalf. Or for loving and being a cheerleader for what you saw was something good in my life. You were a friend and advocate to everyone you cared for, the same as the worthy causes you supported. You were a humanitarian to the bone. I'll miss hearing you exclaim "oh my godddddd!!!" when I told you stories. Or looking out of the window to see you pulling up in your little car. Or smiling from another room as I could hear your voice over everyone else's, no matter how many other people were there! The world will be a quieter and a poorer place without your beautiful soul in it. Thank you for fighting this awful illness for so long to give us more time to be with you. Thank you for being my friend. Of everyone in the world: I wish I could call you to talk to you about this. To tell you how awful it is that you have gone and how I can just picture your face and you talking to me like you were here now. I hope you are at peace. I will miss you x x x