Tuesday 11th October
I might not be able to hold you
But I still feel your presence
And that’s all that matters.
The hurt in my broken heart
Is a painful, constant reminder
That my love is still as strong.
Fly high Starman
Precious Angel son.
xxxxxx
An almost empty beach, this afternoon
The harbour
Monday 10th October
Ripples of grief undulate outwards
Moving away and bouncing back
Ripples that will be felt forever
Sometimes throwing you off track
Now and then ripples turn into waves
Gathering height and much power
Crashing and knocking you sideways
Unexpectedly, your breath to devour.
But today, ripples have a slow rhythm
Sparkling gently across the clear sea
The crisscross patterns moving
As if they’re bringing you back to me.
Thinking of you.
Missing you.
Love you.
xxxxxx
Sunny afternoon at the harbour
Sunday 9th October
You’re there
And I’m here
What I wouldn’t do
To have you near.
Off to heaven
You did go
Flying free
But I miss you so.
Love you baby
With all my heart
Forever and always
Never apart.
xxxxxx
Saturday 8th October
It
Has
Been
Outstanding……
From setting up the venue at nine thirty this morning, to the singers, theatre groups, comedians, dancers, (both modern and ‘Bollywood’), male voice choir, a school samba band, a rock group…..
And I’m still here…..
Almost midnight.
The DJ is rocking the house.
And, it’s for you, sweetie pie…..
Love you so very much.
xxxxxx
Friday 7th October
Busy, busy, busy today; pulling together last minute stuff, things, bits and bobs, resources…….all for the charity event tomorrow.
We are hoping it will be a success; people will have a great time; monies will be raised; awareness generated; and the local community come together for such worthwhile causes.
When we were with you this morning, chatting away, Dad wondered what you would make of all the running around that we have been doing, to help get this event off the ground. Would you be helping us out? Organising people? Wanting an itinerary? Who knows….
And then he stopped…….realising if you were here to think about that, we wouldn’t be a part of the event. We wouldn’t be involved.
Instead, we would be with you, doing other things, going places, having fun together as a family…
It is only because of you and what happened that we are connected with the event tomorrow.
Love you so very much
Missing you every day
Sweetheart Angel son
xxxxxx
Thursday 6th October
Thursday.
It’s Thursday again
So I’m thinking of you
Remembering.
Nothing’s
Changed
But everything
Is so different.
I re-live
That Thursday night
You went to sleep.
Forever.
So every
Single morning
Is now the same.
Silence.
I wake up
And you are
Not there.
Gone.
I love you
My darling Angel
And miss you so much.
It’s Thursday again.
xxxxxx
Wednesday 5th October
Seven years ago today, my father passed away from pancreatic cancer.
Here is a little of his story that I wrote last year.
Hank was a big part of our lives every summer when we visited America and the islands, and stayed on his yacht. Starting in 1994 when we went to Bermuda, to Tobago, the Virgin Islands, the Keys, through to 2009 (when he passed away) in North Myrtle Beach, South Carolina; we always had great adventures.
I hope you and your grandfather meet up for a laugh, a hug, and a long chat about all the good times you spent together.
Frank and Hank.
My son and my father.
Miss you both.
Love you forever.
xxxxxx
Low tide in the harbour this afternoon
Tuesday 4th October
I will miss you forever
That will not change
Today, tomorrow
The day after that
Each day
Every day
Always.
I think about you
All the time
Morning, noon
And night
I can’t stop
Thinking about you
Always.
I love you
I still love you
No matter
How much time
Has gone by
I will love you
Always.
Always my Angel
xxxxxx
Monday 3rd October
It was two years ago today
We visited the Dart Valley Railway
Autumn sunshine melted clouds away
Ducks paddled, wings flapping spray
Drinks and snacks in the nearby cafe
A perfect, fun filled, simple day
I just wish you were here to stay.
Miss you sweetheart
Love you forever
Precious Angel son.
xxxxxx
Sunday 2nd October
Bought your tickets for Saturday?
Singers will sing, guitars will play.
Phone your friends, text that mate
Put it in your diary, save the date.
Four great charities, close to home
Just don’t stay in and be alone.
Have a fun night, dance and eat
So sing along, and tap those feet.
Superb entertainment just for you
Come along, you know you want to.
St. Ives Guildhall is where it’s at
Walk right in, on the welcome mat.
Two thirty, that’s when you can enter
Until eleven, it’ll cost you a tenner.
There is less than a week to go before our charity event. Four local families joining together to put on a feast of music, dance, comedy and delicious food. Each of the families has been affected in some way by a dreadful disease: testicular cancer, meningitis, brain and bowel cancer.
We hope the event will be a success, so that we can raise awareness and collect money for the four charities.
And all because of you, my darling.
Love you forever
Sweetheart Angel son
xxxxxx
A panorama of the harbour this afternoon
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 