Saturday 21st January
I brought Nan to see you today
With some flowers for your birthday
A little belated; it was last Wednesday
But she wanted to add to your bouquet.
In sadness we stood, wiped tears away
Looking up at the sky with clouds of grey
I know somewhere your head does lay
But in my heart is where you stay.
I miss you so much
Love you forever
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Nan added some more carnations for you xxx
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 
Reading this breaks my heart. How sad to lose a child. Hugs & peace to you. Lori
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Thank you for your caring and supportive words.
Very much appreciated.
Melanie x
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Somehow it is even more poignant for a Nan to outlive a grandchild
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So true.
My mum is eighty five this year; Frank would have been thirty two.
I wish he had been with us for a little while longer.
x
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My Mum is 94; a younger brother died almost 3 years ago at 70. A child going first is so painful – as you well know
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So sorry, and painful, yes.
x
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