Friday 31st July

.

There is never a moment

A point in time

An occasion

Sweet Angel of mine

.

When I stop thinking

Of you

What might have been

What we’d do

.

Where you’d be

And who

And how

But to heaven you flew

.

And left us here

To mourn

To cry

My darling first born

.

Love you sweetheart

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

First time we’ve walked along the harbour front (we were wearing masks); so many people….

Less crowded on Porthmeor Beach, but it had begun to cloud over, and then the drizzle started

The tide coming in, meaning less space to sit

We much prefer the garden at the moment

Wednesday 29th July

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You’re not that far away

You’re with me every day

Just walking this pathway

Come back awhile and stay

.

Love you forever

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Sunshine and clouds over the harbour

Tuesday 28th July

.

I carried you for almost eight months

My heart beating with yours

Developing, forming, nurturing

Creating a love that endures

.

Then when you were ready

Launching yourself upon the world

For thirty wonderful years

Watching as your life story unfurled

.

11,011 days

Or 30 years, 1 month, 23 days

You might be gone

But you remain with me always

.

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

Sculpture by Dame Barbara Hepworth at the entrance to the cemetery

Frank and I meeting the Simpsons, August 2010, Orlando

Monday 27th July

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Memories light the way

On the darkest road of grief

Stumbling along awkwardly

Knowing cancer is a thief

Your time upon this earth

Certainly was far too brief

.

Thinking of you

Missing you

Remembering you

Loving you

Precious Angel son

xxxxx

Yellow rose in our garden

Godetia

Lil’s rose (a cutting from our next door neighbour about thirty years ago, has produced an abundance of these pink roses)

Over the rooftops to the harbour

Sunday 26th July

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Memories are keeping you alive

Helping your story to survive

Within my heart you will thrive

Holding on to the love, I’ll strive

To allow your soul to revive

.

Remembering you always

Love you sweetheart

Treasured Angel son

xxxxx

Overcast and muggy this morning

Saturday 25th July

.

A thief of normal

A missing that can’t be found

A hammer to the heart

Emotional battleground

.

Only a memory away

My precious Angel son

xxxxx

Behind the flowers, a foggy harbour

Friday 24th July

.

Moving through

The heartbreak

Of your loss

.

Moving through

The heartache

A bridge I cross

.

Thinking of you

Missing you

Remembering you

Loving you

.

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Thursday 23rd July

.

Indescribable feeling

Overwhelming pain

Unexpected situation

That’s grief’s domain

.

Missing you today

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Wednesday 22nd July

.

A walk down to the beach

To sit and have a coffee

Watching all the tourists

On holiday, so carefree

No social distancing

“Nothing’ll happen to me”

We’re placed above the sand

Away from anybody

Safe and enjoying the view

Gazing at the turquoise sea

.

All the while thinking of you

Our fun times together

Wondering, wishing, hoping

We’ll be connected forever

.

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

Porthmeor Beach, West

Looking towards the Island

Windbreaks, tents and parasols

Low tide, and a perfect blue

Just below the café

School’s out

Lifeguards on duty

Sitting in the shade