Thursday 21st December
Never stop thinking about you
Missing you so much, that is true
Gaining those angel wings, you flew
Way up high, in the beautiful blue
Loving you forever, that’s all I can do
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx
Dec21
Monthly Archives: December 2017
Dec20
Kisses delivered
Wednesday 20th December
Family gatherings,
And celebrations
Christmas trees
And decorations
Much festive cheer
And happy holidays
Choirs carolling
And singing praise
Thinking of you
At Christmastime
Remembered with
A love sublime
Heart skips a beat
Memories triggered
Looking to heaven
Kisses delivered
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Dec19
Beloved one
Tuesday 19th December
Your perfect star twinkles in heaven
So shine on brightly my Angel son
Safe in our hearts is where you are
Nothing has ended, it’s only begun
Missed so much at this time of year
Precious sweetheart, beloved one
xxxxxx
A grey looking Porthmeor Beach
Cobbled Fore Street looking pretty at dusk
Dec18
PET scan
Monday 18th December
On the last visit to my oncologist, following a CT scan, a small ‘gnurgly’ was seen on my spleen. It had been mentioned a couple of previous times to no consequence, but now the radiographer’s report suggested further investigation was warranted. So, no food since last night, and only water this morning.
Upon arrival at the unit, just after 1:00pm, form filling was followed by blood sugar testing, which was fine. The technician then went to collect the radioactive trace injection. He returned carrying what looked like an extremely heavy tool box. I thought, ‘Wow, that must be a massive injection!’, but it was merely a huge lead-lined box to protect from the radiation. So then the liquid was pushed into my veins, the technician declared me radioactive ☢️☠️🤢☠️☢️ and I had to wait an hour for the liquid to reach all parts of my body……
The scan itself was fine: the first part was head to knees, taking about fifty minutes, back and forth, stop and start, don’t move…..Then I had to turn around for the second part: knees to toes, which only took twenty minutes. Time to go, and after over three hours in the unit, I was ready. It was now dark outside, the whole afternoon had disappeared through a tunnel…..And now I was starving and very thirsty.
A quick bite to eat and a cappuccino, then a drive home in the dark, whereupon I am now drinking copious amounts of water to flush out the radioactive trace. Apparently I must not go near pregnant women or young children for twenty four hours….
Glowing all the wayyyyyy………
Thinking of you my sweetheart, as always.
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx
Homeward bound, after sunset
Lights of the cars mimicking how I feel…..
And, we came to say hello again
Your solar snowflake looked lovely
Dec17
My little fella
Sunday 17th December
Love you forever
My little fella
So kind and clever
Forget you never
I did endeavour
Keep us together
Such a sweet treasure
Who brought us pleasure
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx
My little fella. Universal Studios
My little fella. SeaWorld
My little fella. Robbie’s, Islamorada
My little fella. Hawaiian Luau, SeaWorld
My little fella. Brother’s 24th birthday
Dec16
My Angel up on high
Saturday 16th December
My Angel up on high
My darling sweet boy
Missing you today
And all those dreams of joy
My Angel up on high
My precious sweetheart
Thinking of you today
Even though we’re apart
My Angel up on high
My beloved son
Loving you always
Your earthly life is done
My Angel up on high
My treasured little man
In my heart forever
I’ll love you all I can
Xxxxxx
A cloudy harbour this afternoon
Dec15
Look forward, not back
Friday 15th December
Look forward, not back
But when I think of you
I’m thrown off track
Those memories to pursue
Good times to unpack
Before we said “Adieu”
The past holds a pack
Of joy and love so true
Missing you my darling
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx
Bit of a swell hitting Lambeth Walk
Dark and stormy over the harbour
Dec14
As…..
Thursday 14th December
As the tinsel, bells and holly
Start to decorate the stores
I remember the excitement
The simple fun that was yours
As the Christmas music plays
Bringing back memories of you
I try and remember good times
All the fun things you would do
As the Christmas cards are posted
I can no longer sign your name
Finding it just so difficult to write
Since a sweet Angel you became
Missing you so much poppet
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Dec13
Making memories for you
Wednesday 13th December
Making memories for you
When we’re on holiday
Although you’re not here
You’ll not fade away
Sharing all that we do
In my heart you’ll stay
Dearest Angel son
See you again someday
xxxxxx
Sunbeams peeking through on our stormy drive back to Cornwall
Dec12
Back home
Tuesday 12th December
Our last morning of our holiday, and as we had a few hours spare, we took a taxi to the Centro Vasco da Gama: a large shopping mall, festively decorated, with access to the walk along the River Tagus.
We stopped first for morning coffee and eats, sitting outside on the terrace warmed by the sun. Such a wonderful view, looking out over a large, metal sculpture of a Sun Man, by Jorge Vieira, then on to an avenue of fluttering flags. A perfect vista.
As it was so warm and pleasant, we took a stroll outside to the river walk, past all the flags, on to a view of the Vasco da Gama Bridge: with a total length of 12.3 km, it is the longest bridge in Europe.
We had a final wander around all three levels of the mall, noting that it was now becoming much busier, stopping for another coffee, then finding a taxi back to the hotel, then a shuttle on to the airport.
And there we are, with a 130 mile an hour head wind, the flight took two and a half hours, (a little longer than planned), landing in the rain, with a welcome home temperature of 4°C. Brrrrrrrrr……..
Thought about you all the time.
Precious Angel son.
Miss you so much.
xxxxxx
Very large decorations in the mall
Looking festive
Morning coffee with pastel de nata and almond tart
Homen Sol
A sculpture by Jorge Vieira
The Metro station opposite
It is a tall metal thing
A perfect blue sky
Looking back towards the mall
River Tagus, Vasco da Gama Bridge and cable cars
A pretty walk along the river
Fluttering flags in the Park of Nations
And their reflections
Another sculpture
That metal man again
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 