You were, you are and always will be the first child. Rebekah, You were the first of your Dad’s children to live at Wattville Cottage You were the first child, a little girl to grace our lives with pride and fulfilment. You were the first child, our little angel girl who we cradled in our arms You were the first child to sleep amongst us. Your were the first child we watched being bathed in the kitchen sink You were the first child whose grazes we bathed You were the first child who had curly locks You were the first child we baby sat You were the first child we played with You were the first child we gave a nick name to, Becker and Breaker One. You were the first child that brought joy into our hearts by being a part of the family living at Wattville Road. You brought laughter and together we all had a carefree upbringing. You were the first child to be nurtured with us, as we were only children ourselves and we grew together. And so time passes, and the child grows, circumstances prevail, paths differ, ties are broken but never severed In our eyes you never stopped being our child. Now Rebekah as that first child that little girl that came to us, you are also the first to be taken away. We stand here together and we are now the first to mourn one of our children. Our hearts once again pierced by the pain of death, another part of our hearts never to heal again, together with this endless pain you leave us with broken hearts and eyes filled with tears. You will be greatly missed MY DARLING REBEKAH May God grant you eternal life and the angels watch over you forever. Rebekah remember this, You were loved, you are loved and you will never stop being loved, because you were, you are and always will be that first child.