SOPHIE my darling daughter – her Dad’s story
“Soph” was the shining light in our family. She was the ‘glue’ that kept us all together.
I remember her as a little girl, when she was ready for bed, she would jump on to my shoes and I would walk her to her bedroom. It was a ritual, on the way I would lift her up briefly onto our night store in the hall way of our old villa and then on my back and onto her bed for a quick bounce and then into bed.
Sophie was hard to keep up with, she was just so enthusiastic about life. She enjoyed tennis, badminton and ice skating, but especially dance. She was always dancing around the living room.
Sophie worked very hard at University. She always had a part time job in the weekends – her philosophy was to earn her own way in life. She graduated with a First Class Honours degree in economics, despite a very up and down relationship with the person who would soon go on to kill her. He killed her before she had a chance to graduate. He was also abusive towards her in her brief five month relationship with him.
Her brother Chris sadly but proudly graduated for her. How she would have loved coming back to see her friends and how proud we would have been to see her achieve the goal that she had worked so hard for.
When I had heart surgery in 2005, Sophie came into hospital every day during my ten day wait before and after to keep me company. The other men in my room enjoyed her company also; she’d come in hair, bags and books flying and talking flat out. Her mother said she sat with me in ICU.
Sophie was a vivacious and loving young lady and would never have done any harm to anyone or anything. She was always doing nice things for others. Sophie also helped with photography at Dunedin Hospital unit fundraising for a couple of years.
Sophie was one of life’s treasures and I miss her more than I can express.
Gil Elliott, Sophie’s Dad