Sunday 15th January
My Angel
My love
My son.
My tears
My pain
My heartbreak.
My memories
My photographs
My writings.
Your life
Your vitality
Your legacy.
Your soul
Your spirit
Your being.
Our hopes
Our dreams
Our future.
Love you
Miss you
Always.
xxxxxx
Saturday 14th January
Fly through clouds
Twinkle with stars
Sing with angels
Slide down rainbows
Catch snowflakes
Play with moonlight
Dance in the breeze
Sparkle in sunbeams.
Only you can
My little man
Darling Angel son
Now forever young.
xxxxxx
Friday 13th January
A chill wind blew through the trees
As we stood beside you today
Talking quietly, picking away leaves
Clouds scudding by; sky blue and grey.
Our daily ritual has begun again
It just feels the right thing to do
Although our hearts are filled with pain
We will never forget about you.
Visiting your final resting place
Seems a way to honour your memory
Even though tears fall down my face
I know our love is exemplary.
Treasured Angel son
xxxxxx
Thursday 12th January
Today was a day to catch up on all the sleep lost due to traveling ~ well that was my excuse for not getting out of bed until after eleven this morning.
But it really wasn’t a day worth getting up for. Windy, lashings of rain and so very cold: most unlike what we have been used to.
We did come to see you, my darling, and have decided to keep the Christmas wreaths and ornaments for a few more days. We need a dry day anyway, to replace these with spring flowers and the like. I hope you don’t mind.
Love you
Moon and back
Dearest Angel son.
xxxxxx
Wednesday 11th January
We completed the final part of our journey today, arriving home early afternoon.
What a fabulous time we have had, remembering, and thinking of you every step of the way, but also making new memories with your brother.
We stopped by your final resting place, to let you know we were home, and to have a little chat.
We have missed you so very much on this, our first holiday in America since losing you.
xxxxxxx
Tuesday 10th January
We left Miami yesterday afternoon and flew to Charlotte; a super quick transfer saw us running from Concourse D to Concourse C to make our connection.
It was a smooth transatlantic crossing, with a generous tail wind, seeing us touching down at 9:30am this morning.
What a shock to be back in this country. After endless days of perfect blue skies and warmer than average temperatures, we needed our coats to keep out the wind and chilly air.
We drove halfway home, and then stopped overnight in a hotel. Well, it was actually mid-afternoon when we arrived, and I just crawled into bed and fell asleep. It had been a long thirty six hours of traveling.
Love you my darling
Treasured Angel son
We miss you so much.
xxxxxx
Monday 9th January
Our final morning in the Keys
All packed up and ready to fly
Love those blue skies and warm seas
We’ll be back, but for now Goodbye.
Love you sweetheart
Precious Angel son.
xxxxxx
Sunday 8th January
A quiet day
On our own.
Time to reflect
Whilst alone.
The breeze is warm
Palm fronds blown.
Thinking of you
Times we’ve known.
Beyond the stars
Is where you’ve flown.
Love you my darling
My sparkling gem-stone.
xxxxxxx
Saturday 7th January
Today your brother decided we should go to Miami Beach and explore the Art Deco district in South Beach. Not sure what you would have made of it, but I think you would have liked the Duck Tour on an amphibious vehicle, seeing houses of the rich and famous.
When we arrived at the beach, it was 89℉ with beautiful blue skies. Halfway across Biscayne Bay on the floating transport, the sky goes dark and the rain starts to fall. Oh dear.
It was very interesting walking up and down Ocean Drive later, looking at all the fabulous Art Deco buildings and hotels, despite the drizzly rain. The pavement cafés and bars were buzzing with loud music and hostesses were trying to entice passing pedestrians in to sample their wares.
Your brother and girlfriend decided to stay overnight in Miami, as they wanted to see a bit of the nightlife, and to visit Little Havana tomorrow.
We headed back with the sky still overcast, but at least the rain had stopped.
Thinking of you as always.
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Friday 6th January
After a great breakfast with a lovely group of friends, we decided to drive down to Key West again, and do some more exploring.
So many memories are scattered all over place. Memories of happy times with my father. And of course so many memories of you. Eating strawberries in the Conch Republic, drinking cold drinks on Sunset Pier, laughing at the granny statue outside the Customs House, and watching many sunsets.
Today we made new memories with your brother and his girlfriend, but all the while, you were with us, walking the whole length of Duval Street to the Southernmost Point, then back to Mallory Square to watch the sunset.
Remembering all the happy times
Love you sweetie
Moon and back
xxxxxx
Your Grinch came with us again
Emulating the statue
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 