Tuesday 15th December

“The trouble is,
you think you
have time.”
      ~ Buddha

Never in a million years did we think
We’d be facing Christmas without you.
You were just there, always, and forever.

And yes, we thought we had it all.
All the time in the world, together.
To keep on keeping on, as a family.

“The trouble is, you think you have time”
The unmentionable never happens.
To you. To us. To our lives.

And when something comes along,
Like an out-of-control juggernaut,
Your plans are wiped out in an instant.

Hopes and dreams just disappear.
All that is left are the memories.
And memories mean everything now.

Here you are with the Laughing Buddha
Along with Dad and your brother.
Singapore, 1992, Haw Par Villa.

Such simple, carefree, happy times.
Would that Buddha was smiling on you,
And had spared you from all the pain.

We wish we had more time with you.
We wish we didn’t have to let go.
We wish you were with us still.

Love you sweetie.
Beloved Angel son.
Now in heaven.
My precious one.

xxxxxxx