Words are rubbish. They fail me continually.
When heartbreak happens to people I care for, words refuse to help. I want to soothe, to reassure, to find a way forward, all to no avail. This is pure arrogance. But still, words are all I have. That and flowers.
Without doubt, my dear Mary, you have other things to focus on at the moment. However, a compulsion forces me to attempt a clumsy embrace.
You should know, and I am remiss not to have said before, that you and your fabulous husband, Ant, left a lasting impression on my young self. You took me to your hearts and treated me with respect, kindness and with love. I will always be thankful.
This is faint comfort for your loss, Mary. You must continue without him in body, and that will be hard, but I know that you will be together in spirit, always.
with love.
Off The Edge Gardening 
These words are heartfelt and beautiful. My condelences to all concerned.
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More precious than words is a heartfelt hug.
But your words are beautiful and I hope Mary will get to read them.
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Your words say it all, to all of your friends. Words and flowers given are beautiful gestures of your love and feelings. Mary will appreciate them in her loss as much as you have appreciated Ant and Mary in the past. Deepest sympathies 🤗
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I think your words are perfect.
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So sorry for your loss, such wonderful words of love.
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