Tracey was my partner for twelve years. She was also my lover, my best friend, my soulmate and my rock. When she died half of me died with her.
I do not have the words to describe how much I miss Tracey. I just feel shattered all the time. She was the most intelligent, interesting and endearing woman that I have ever known and every single day with her I could not believe how lucky I was to know such a special person.
She was also beautiful. I always thought she was the prettiest person on the planet right up until the day she died. She could paint and sing and dance before she got sick so not only was she gorgeous but highly talented as well. I once saw her upholster a whole couch by herself in a couple of days. Just an absolutely amazing person.
Tracey's favourite color was red. She loved animals and children and would help anybody. Her heart was as big as the ocean. She loved her children with a passion and they were the joy of her life.
As well as having to cope with the misery of Multiple Sclerosis... Tracey was badly abused at different periods in her life. All I can say is that she was the most courageous woman I have ever known and a huge lesson to me in so many ways. Tracey never gave up, never stopped fighting and always tried to put on an optimistic and happy face to the world.