I have briefly met Olive a few times in the last few years, always smiling and radiating an inner strength, but I mostly know of Olive through knowing Sue and her girls Anna and Lois. There is a line of strong determined women in the family, witty, dedicated, independent, confident and compassionate, which are qualities that Olive was instrumental in instilling and nurturing. She will live through her family and friends. I have come across this poem recently and made me think of her. When I come to the end of the road And the sun has set for me, I want no tears in a gloom-filled room, Why cry for a soul set free? Miss me a little – But not for long And not with your head bowed low, Remember the love that we once shared, Miss me – But let me go. For this is a journey we all must take, And each must go alone, It’s all a part of the Master’s plan A step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick of heart Go to your friends that we know, And bury your sorrows in doing good works, Miss me – But let me go.