As I was trying to put my thoughts together to write a fitting tribute to Annan (Ivan) I stumbled upon this poem. I realised it was a very appropriate pieces of poetry.

           When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom filled room
Why cry for a soul set free

         Miss me a little but for long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love we once shared
Miss me,but let me go

       For the journey that we all must take
And each must go alone
It's all a part of Master's plan
A step on the road to Home.

Yes our much loved Annan (Ivan) is Home reunited with his beloved wife Indra for all eternity.  As I reach out for the right words to express my love admiration for Annan (Ivan), I  remembered the many meaningful roles he played throughout his life.

He was the oldest of five and being the oldest and only son he was the pride and joy of both mom and dad and treasured older brother to the four sisters.  He was a very caring loving responsible brother very protective of our safety and wellbeing. He took great interest in all the happenings of our children and both Joe and I.  He was there for us in good times and bad.  They attended both our younger sons weddings in spite of their infirmities.

Annan (Ivan) was a remarkable man in so many ways.  His friends and family would bear witness to it.  He lived his life to the fullest and touched so many people during his time with us.  His spoken and written language was impeccable, much to be admired of.  I was a great admirer of his skill.  He was happiest when he was surrounded by his friends and family.

I am so grateful that I was able to go to the UK for his wife Indra's funeral and able spend time with him only two short months ago. We talked about many things, sometimes reminiscing of the times we spent as young children and adults remembering our deceased younger sisters.  Of his days at the university courting the "Beautiful Indra" (his words).

We prayed the Divine mercy chaplet and a decade of the Rosary.  As I prayed his lips followed my words; he fell asleep half way through and I looked at him and felt his pain and I knew that it would be one of the most profound moments that I would be spending with my brother.  But there is no other way I want to remember than this.

Annan (Ivan), it is very sad to say good bye... but you will be forever treasured in our hearts with respect admiration, pride, love always.


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