Dedicated to the memory of Hazel Lilian Coker

This site is a tribute to Hazel Lilian Coker, who was born on February 25, 1934. She is much loved and will always be remembered.

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To the best Nan, I could have ever wished for The first thing to say, is I hope your happy, safe and resting. In my mind, I'm picturing it like when you and grandad would watch the tv after the soaps. Sitting eating biscuits with a cuppa reminiscing about the old days and saying how you don't understand certain modern concepts. The second thing to say, is I love you and I already miss you. You were an amazing influence on me and have given me some amazing memories. My biggest thank you has to be to you allowing dad to sell your house and buy us a new house, so I knew when I was doing my GCSEs we were secure and safe, it helped I promise. I also want to thank you for the laughs we use to have on a Saturday chilling together, the conversations, the advice, the bacon sandwiches of mischief. The third thing I wanna say is I feel I let you down with my problems. I am building myself back together but I promise I will continue to improve, I will have an amazing life and make you proud. Now, lastly, don't worry I'm keeping strong and supporting as I promised I would those years ago. So please rest in peace nan, knowing we love you, your continue to live in our hearts and minds, and we look forward to seeing you on the other side. Goodnight to gods newest brightest star With all my love Ryan (Nanny's little soldier) Xoxoxox
Ryan
2nd June 2019
Thank you for setting up this memorial to Hazel. We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.
Sent by Camberley & District Funeral Directors on 17/05/2019
I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.
Extract from a poem by Henry Scott Holland
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