Tom was my big brother, when I was little he would fight my battles for me, hold my hand crossing the road and make sure I giggled endlessly at his tickling. As teenagers we grew apart a little but as grown ups we shared some happy times and holidays  as well as supporting each other during our parents illnesses. 

Despite Covid restrictions, Tom and Hazel were able to join us at my recent wedding. They brought balloons, and I have a funny balloon story I wanted to tell Tom but never got round to it. Balloons will never be the same. 

No-one can replace your big brother, so fly high mate, I'll miss you, xxx 

Susan