Not enough Mutch

A Lindsay Mutch tribute site

A tribute from Sarsha Dowers

with 2 comments

Lindsay, Sarsha and Lindsay's mum Joan.

Does any one know the 0800 number for the after life?

As my dearest uncle Lindsay I would like to tell you how very, very much I miss you. You loved me, teased and touched my heart, guided, played and taught me so much over the 31 wonderful years that I have been so fortunate and grateful to have shared with you.

Lindsay, you are well aware that I have not worked out what I believe happens to us all when we have passed away (YET), which has made losing you so very painful. I read the email you had once sent to Carolyn Enting, when her grandmother died, and although it was painful to read and very dark it was also very true … I want you to know that those words made so much sense to me, they also gave me such a better understanding on life and death, and have also helped me with the whole grieving process. So thank you Lindsay (you always knew the right things to say at the right time). Also thank you Carolyn Enting for sharing this personal information at Lindsay’s funeral and on his tribute site.

I know that you would hate to see me upset and hurt and I have decided that instead of mourning your death I am going to focus more on celebrating your life. Although you have been rudely taken away from me, no one can ever take away the many wonderful and treasured memories of you that I hold so close to my heart.

I use to love all the heart-to-heart conversations we often shared. I could tell you my deepest secrets, and you yours.

I wish there was some way you could tell me that you are somewhere safe with Nana and the two of you are carefree, and are awaiting the day when all the family meet again and live happily in eternity. (Sounds a bit like a fairy tale, eh?) But I wish you could somehow, someway tell me that my fairytale will one day come true.

Lindsay, I love you so much, and thanks for always being there for me. Thank you for loving me as much as you did, and thank you for the many, many wonderful memories you have given me. I will never ever let go of them.

 Goodbye my brother, I love you always and forever.  Sarsha.

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Written by billoby

July 26, 2010 at 8:09 pm

Posted in Uncategorized

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  1. Lindsay, You were a good bastard, mate. I remember
    nights in Timaru, eating curry at my place and drinking scotch. Firing skyrockets inside the house, cranking the stereo, talking girls and scaring the bogans downstairs. You deserve an afterlife.

    Jonathan Mackenzie

    July 27, 2010 at 1:25 am

  2. Thanks Jonathan, i remember when he use to scare the shit out of me with those bloody double happy things at the park outside Nanas lol. I know how close you and Lindsay were and i am sure the news of his death hit you hard 2. I would love to catch up with u and find out what your up 2 these days etc, so please email me back or something. You could even leave your ph number and i could give u a quick ph call for a bit of a chin wag for old time sake.

    Thanks again Jonathan and i couldnt agree with u more when you say he deserves a afterlife

    Take care xx

    sarsha

    July 28, 2010 at 4:16 am


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