Saturday 6th March

.

This afternoon in Truro

I had the covid vaccine

One more step towards

Travel for a change of scene

.

Thinking of you poppet

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

Friday 5th March

.

That point in time

When life stood still

Remembered with

An icy chill

An awful day

That went downhill

You lost your life

One day I will

Meet up with you

Not long until

.

Thinking of you always

My precious little one

Love you sweetheart

Darling Angel son

.

xxxxx

.

Clouds gathering over Porthmeor Beach this afternoon

A chilly wind blows across the sand

A biting Easterly wind pinches noses, cheeks and ears

Thursday 4th March

.

You’re always with me

Right here by my side

I sense your presence

As I take each stride

Gentle wind blown sighs

A rustling of leaves

Quietly whispering

So my heart believes

.

Thinking of you sweetie

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Wednesday 3rd March

.

Slowly breathe

And believe

Enjoy the view

Sky’s hazy blue

Sand reflections

Recollections

Sun’s warm rays

Happy days

.

Thinking of you sweetie

Treasured Angel son

xxxxx

The Chapel on top of the Island

Man’s Head

Fluffy clouds overhead

Smeaton’s Pier

A sunny corner

Reflections in the sand

The Wharf

Tuesday 2nd March

.

One day at a time

One breath

One step

One beat

.

With me all the way

Each and every day

Precious Angel son

Now forever young

.

xxxxx

The ‘Boilers’ from the inside of the wreck of the SS Alba, 1938

Appearing at low tide

West Porthmeor Beach

The rocks of the reef uncovered at low tide too

Monday 1st March

.

Every new morning

Is one I haven’t seen

An opportunity

To breathe, reconvene

Gather all those thoughts

Remember where I’ve been

.

Thinking of you daily

My darling Angel baby

Missing you like crazy

And loving you greatly

.

xxxxx

Sunday 28th February

.

Sunshine makes me smile

So stopping for a while

Watching waves breaking

Scenery breathtaking

Fresh air and blue skies

Afternoon exercise

Everything seems fine

When the sun does shine

.

Thinking of you as always

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

Blue skies and very low tides

Man’s Head and the reef

Harbour blues

Sitting on the slipway

Saturday 27th February

.

The road that I take

Is so full of love

And memories

With hope from above

.

Thinking of you sweetie

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Friday 26th February

.

Love

Is what I remember

Most of all

.

I’m

Holding on to that

Thought

.

Love you poppet

Beloved Angel son

xxxxx

Thursday 25th February

.

I know

If I focus on the pain

I’ll continue

To hurt

So

I’ll focus on the love

And begin

To smile again

.

Love you sweetheart

Treasured Angel son

xxxxx

So blue, today

The Island

One of the pleasure boats out off Porthmeor Beach

Seagulls swooping

The lighthouse on the end of Smeaton’s Pier

A few people walking around this afternoon

Nora Stachura carefully being reversed into the lifeboat house