A memorial to Emma Lindley

From Vicky Robinson, Memories of Emma

I wish with all my heart that I didn’t have to write this, I never wanted to have to talk about Emma, she shouldn’t not be here to talk to directly.

I haven’t known Emma all that long, but that doesn’t mean that she didn’t mean a lot, that my life wasn’t touched by having her in it.

I met Emma at work. I had to assess a young man that I had worked with for a long while to see whether he needed 2 support workers to be taking him out. It was a difficult subject and his family found it quite difficult to deal with the fact that he was moving into needing more support.

Emma stepped in at the last minute to cover the assessment with me. She walked into the family’s house and in one swift move had everyone at ease. Over a cup of tea the family came to trust in Emma completely. The young man loved Emma and for weeks after would sign her name.

I worked with Emma several times after that, she was always fabulous with the children, with the parents, and I had a brilliant time working with her and generally chuckling our way through the shift. We also went out socially and I’d always be glad to see Emma at work socials, she was just such a lovely person. We went out at new year and laughed the night away at all the very odd people who were spending new year at the same bar.

I moved away recently 200 miles from home and me and Emma stayed in touch. She was one of the rare people in life that you could be honest with without fear of what they would think. She was there for me when I found things hard, and I hope that I made some difference when we would talk about things if she had a bad day.

I was absolutely devastated when I found out that Emma had passed away and still am. She meant so much to so many people. I wish that something I could say would help, I know how difficult I’m finding it to accept that Emma has gone and wish I could help to ease the greater pain that you must be feeling.

Please remember how wonderful Emma is and how many lives she touched.

So, what do you think ?