Today, my Dad - David Stacey Lithgow, was cremated in Mwanza, Tanzania, after tragically dying on Monday 15th December 2008. He was not just my Dad - he was a HUGE part of what makes Forever Angels Baby Home what it is today. We have just lost one of main supporters, dreamers, founders and Trustees and so many people will miss him dearly.

My Dad tripped on some steps at his favourite restaurant, hit his head and died immediately. His autopsy showed no underlying illness. It was just a tragic accident and such a waste of a wonderful man.
Me, my Mum and many of my Dad's friends attended a short service for him today and for those of you who wanted to be present but could not be - here are the words spoken for my Dad at his service.
My Mum read this poem for her husband:
He is Gone By Anonymous
You can shed tears that Dave is gone
or you can smile because he has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that he'll come back
or you can open your eyes and see all he's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see him
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember him and only that he's gone
or you can cherish his memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what Dave would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
I said some words on behalf of my whole family:
"These words come from the hearts of me, my siblings and my Mum who have just lost someone so special...please excuse me if I am not able to read them with the passion and strength I hope to and which my Dad so deserves.
It still seems so surreal that we are standing here today to say goodbye to my Dad, Dave Lithgow. We can't understand why such a tragic accident had to happen and I don't think we ever will.
My Dad, my Mum's Husband, was such a good man. He was compassionate, kind and caring. My Dad hated injustice and suffering and was never afraid to voice his opinions and to fight for what he believed was right.
My Dad gave those qualities to me and my siblings and maybe that's one of the reasons I am living here in Tanzania today and built Forever Angels?
On the 38 hour journey from England to Tanzania we had a lot of time to think. We tried to think of a reason why? We tried to find something positive from my Dad's tragic and untimely death and I guess when you look deep enough, there are positive aspects to be found even in a tragedy?
My Dad didn't suffer. He felt no pain. He had no idea he was about to die. He never looked after himself - he drank too much, smoked too much and had a terrible diet. We all believed he would die from bad health one day. Probably from a long and drawn out illness? But I guess he got the last laugh about that....apparently he was quite healthy! But my Dad didn't suffer and for that we are grateful.
My Dad died fulfilling one of his dreams by moving out to Tanzania. He had so many plans and ideas....and we guess we will never know what he could have achieved? We are proud of him for trying to follow these dreams though - despite him only being given 5 weeks to do it.
My Dad died walking into his favourite pub to get a beer after work. He did this every day. We think he would have died with a smile on his face.
We didn't get to say goodbye to my Dad - but then he was a man of few words and he probably wouldn't have known what to say to us anyhow?
My Dad hated the thought of getting old. He always wanted to die young. We guess he got his wish?
My Dad hated being cold. He loved the climate in Tanzania and didn't understand why I was travelling back to England in freezing December.
For us, his friends and family - my Dad's death is tragic and we are all suffering. But my Dad didn't suffer and so maybe for him it wasn't so tragic? We all have to die some day, maybe for my Dad this was a good way to go?
My Dad adored his family and he leaves behind 4 adoring children - Karen, Zoe, Mark and me.

He also leaves behind a loving wife Val.

He leaves 8 amazing Grandchildren.

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And also his brother and his Mum.
None of our lives will ever be the same.
I know that my brother and sisters all wish that they could be here today and they want me to tell you Dad just how much they love you and how much we will all miss you.
My Dad also had many friends - both here and in England who he cared about so deeply and who so clearly cared about him.
Losing my Dad has made us all realise that life is short. Life is not fair. Sometimes the best among us are taken from us and we do not understand why...and we probably never will.
But my Dad's death has made me realise what a wonderful community I live in and what a wonderful place my Dad had just started to become a part of. Mwanza is full of people who pull together, who love and support each other and who help whenever and wherever they can. I think my Dad would be happy to know that he died here.
Thank you SO much to Ian Wilson and to Chloe. You have made a devastating time a little easier and my Mum and I just do not have the words to thank you both for everything you have done in the last 4 days. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.
And thank you to everyone else to helped my Dad or who cared about him in his short time in Tanzania.
We all love you Dad and will miss you always. We still can not believe you are gone but your death is made that little easier knowing that you were happy and following your dream.
Your life was not wasted - you will live on in your family and you will be in our hearts forever.
We love you Dad. Forever and always"
I then read a poem which I had written for my Dad:
My Dear Dad
My Dad didn't believe in angels,
But I know that he will become one.
A man with such compassion,
Surely has a purpose even after he's gone?
My Dad didn't believe in heaven,
But I know that that's where he'll be.
Although he has left us for another place,
My Dad will always be here with me.
One more star will shine tonight,
And one more bird will fly,
One more wave will crash at shore,
As I search for a reason why?
Dad, I will love you forever,
You were one of the main lights in my life,
You were the one I could always rely on,
In times of trouble and in times of strife.
You supported my choices and my crazy dreams,
And even lived those dreams with me,
You made me so proud to be your daughter,
And you helped me to become me.
Dad I will love you forever,
And although I can no longer see your face,
I know that you are smiling down at me,
From a happier, more loving place.
My Dad didn't believe in angels,
But I know he will become one,
Because a man with such compassion,
Surely has a purpose even after he's gone?
We finally played my Dad's favourite song - 'Fields of Gold' by Eva Cassidy and then his Tanzanian friends sang for him which was just beautiful.
Despite everything - and in Tanzania nothing goes smoothly and there are always stories to tell which one day I will - I think my Dad would have been happy with today. He didn't want any sort of funeral - but he deserved one.
Thank you to everyone who came to say goodbye to my Dad today and to everyone who has supported me and my family over the past few days. They have been the hardest and saddest days of my entire life.
Tonight we are going on a boat to scatter half of my Dad's ashes on Lake Victoria. This is what he wanted. The other half will be taken home for us to scatter in the sea in his home town of St Bees.
I love you Dad - always and forever your 'petal' - Amy.

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We do have some good news from today. Tumaini's adoptive parents came to the Baby Home with their permission letter to take him home with them! He will leave with them tomorrow in time for Christmas. Tumaini is thrilled and so am I. It was a happy end to a very sad day. I will post photos of him and his new family in a few days.