Monthly Archives: April 2016

Ever

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Sunday 10th April

“No matter where I go,
I take you with me in my heart.
No one could ever replace you.
Ever.”

We spend a quiet day with your brother and his girlfriend; walking around the old town of Badajoz, sipping coffee in the square, marvelling at the intricate mosaic work on the buildings, and ambling through the gardens of the Alcazaba.

Love you sweetie.
With me always.

xxxxxxx

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The gardens of the old castle

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Wooden doors with an old coat of arms above

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The cobbled walkway

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Plaza Alta

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Sundown this evening

I know you’re somewhere

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Saturday 9th April

This morning’s sunrise was so beautiful, as I watched it rise above the rooftops in the east.
And I thought of you.

We spent the morning at Lisbon Oceanarium: it was your brother’s choice. And a good one it was, too.
You have been to many wonderful aquariums, in Townsville, Australia, Myrtle Beach, USA, and Plymouth, UK, to name a few. You did like the ocean creatures and were fascinated by sharks, dolphins, penguins and rays.
I think you would have liked today. So much to see in the massive central tank, with many, many other exhibits and ocean life branching out from the main attraction.

After lunch, we drove east, into Spain, to your brother’s girlfriend’s house.

I really wish you could be here with all of us, but I suppose you are in spirit. And I’ll hold you close.

I know you’re somewhere.

Sweetheart.
Dearest Angel son.

xxxxxxx

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This morning's sunrise from the hotel

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Oceanário de Lisboa

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Dad and I standing beneath a waterfall

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A strange looking sunfish

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Fabulous tropical fish

A day at the beach

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Friday 8th April

After breakfast this morning, dad and I walked a mile and a half to the Corte Inglés (an up-market department store), for a Starbucks. A lovely stroll in the sunshine.

At twelve thirty, almost on the dot, your brother and his girlfriend arrived, picked us up from the hotel, and drove south out of Lisbon to a quiet beach area called Praia da Fonte da Telha. We had lunch and a few beers at a superb restaurant, then sat on the sand watching the kite and wind surfers. A fabulous way to spend a few hours.

I’m not sure you would have enjoyed this evening, though: probably far too late for you ~ we didn’t go out until eight thirty, sat down to order dinner at ten, and returned to the hotel just before midnight. Portuguese and Spanish people do eat late.
You would always have your dinner at six, on the dot. Such a hard and fastened routine for you. But it was what you had become used to.

Thinking of you every step of the way.
Love you so very much.
Missing you always.

xxxxxxx

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The beach bar sandy seating area

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A terrific setting for lunch

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Dad, your brother and I

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Smiling in the sunshine

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Frankie Angel Bear on the sand dunes

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A quiet spot

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Roam the roads of lands remote

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Thursday 7th April

“To move, to breathe, to fly, to float,
To roam the roads of lands remote,
To travel is to live.”

          ~ Hans Christian Andersen

A year ago it was the church service in honour of your short, but amazing life.
A whole year ago.

The post from a year ago today

And here we are in sunny Lisbon, looking out over the terracotta rooftops.
We’ll meet up with your brother and his girlfriend tomorrow.

We’ve brought you with us, though. You are here in spirit my darling.

I’m sure you’d like the bustling, busy city. You’d have to be careful crossing the roads though, as the drivers seem quite manic. U-turns, sudden stops, swerving in front of on-coming traffic, stopping in the middle of the road; you have to watch your step.

Love you so very much.
Thinking of you today and always.
Missing you like crazy.
Precious Angel son.

xxxxxxx

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Looking over the terracotta rooftops

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Statue outside our hotel (beautiful blue sky)

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Sunset at the end of the road

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The cobbled road, leading to the statue near our hotel. Strangely devoid of traffic

Ready to go

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Wednesday 6th April

We’re almost ready to go.
The bags are packed,
The paperwork is ready.

Dad has your toothbrush,
And Frankie Angel Bear
Is coming along too.

We’re taking you with us,
Off to Portugal and Spain.
To stay with your brother.

I love you sweetheart,
And you’re safe in my heart
As we go off on our travels.

xxxxxxx

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There’s a smile on my face

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Tuesday 5th April

There’s a smile on my face,
But pain in my heart.
Silent sorrow envelopes me;
You meant so very much.

Constantly missing you,
Forever loving you,
Thinking of you every day.
I’ll find you in my dreams.

Memories pop up,
Out of nowhere.
You’ll never be forgotten,
But I wish you were still here.

You touched our lives
In a myriad of ways.
And it’s those thoughts
That keep us close to you.

Living without you
Is the hardest part.
Everything has changed;
Life will never be the same.

My life continues,
But I think of what was,
And what now
Can never, ever be.

But there is a smile……
Not always, not every day,
But it is there,
When I remember you.

Love you my Angel.
Beloved son.

xxxxxxx

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A peaceful morning, standing beside you

My son is my Angel

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Monday 4th April

My son is my Angel,
But I didn’t want it that way,
Didn’t expect it to be like this,
Living with grief day by day.

My son is my Angel,
He’s now looking out for me,
Smiling down from up above,
But here’s where he should be.

My son is my Angel,
My darling, my precious one,
I’ll miss you forever and a day,
My love can never be undone.

My son is my Angel

xxxxxxx

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Every day

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Sunday 3rd April

I miss you.
Every day
Each day.
Today
Tomorrow
The day after that.
Lost without you.

I think of you.
Every day
Each day.
Today
Tomorrow
The day after that.
So many reminders.

I love you.
Every day
Each day.
Today
Tomorrow
The day after that.
To the moon and back.

In my heart.
Every day
Each day.
Today
Tomorrow
The day after that.
With me forever.

Precious Angel son.

xxxxxxx

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Sunny beach this afternoon

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Holidaymakers at the beach

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Your flowers this morning

For you

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Saturday 2nd April

“For you, there’ll be no crying
For you, the sun will be shining
‘Cause I feel that when I’m with you
It’s alright
I know it’s right”
               ~ Eva Cassidy

This song by Eva Cassidy was sung so beautifully by an ex-student of mine, at a fantastic wedding we went to today.
It brought tears to my eyes as I listened to the words.
I thought of you.
I miss you so much.
Love you my sweetheart.
Dearest Angel son.

xxxxxxx

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Missing your footprints

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Friday 1st April

Missing your footprints in the sand
Walking along, holding your hand.
Jumping the waves, toes in the sea
How I wish you could be here with me.

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You, walking to the sea, North Myrtle Beach. August 2014

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On the way back from your paddle

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Hilton Head, August 2010

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North Myrtle Beach, August 2007

Love you, my beach walking Angel
Now with wings, flying so graceful.
Through those clouds way up high
I smile at you, when I look to the sky.

Missing you every day.
Love you forever.
My precious Angel.

xxxxxxx

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The beach this afternoon

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