Thursday 26th November
.
Suddenly, something hits so hard
You return to that day
With the pain and heartache
Coming right back to stay
.
And I miss you so
Dearest Angel son
Thinking of you always
Now forever young
.
xxxxx
A chilly and bright Porthmeor Beach
No one in the sea this afternoon
A good swell
A keen wind chills your ears and cheeks
A mackerel sky
That dappled all the way up the coast
Wednesday 25th November
.
To Exeter! To Exeter!
To dermatology
The removal of a dodgy mole
Cut it out of me
.
A two week wait! A two week wait!
For histopathology
Let’s hope it’s just simply benign
And all is right with me
.
Thinking of you
Precious Angel son
xxxxx
An early morning drive to Exeter
On the A30
Hawks Tor, China clay pit
“The nearly there” trees, Cookworthy Knapp, near the Devon/Cornwall border
A ‘sundog’
Tuesday 24th November
.
Moving on?
No
Moving forward?
Maybe
Moving through?
Yes
Letting go?
Never
Holding on?
Perhapsv
Keep going?
Of course
.
Thinking of you as always
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx
Monday 23rd November
.
Incomparable memories
Priceless treasures
Cherished recollections
Beloved pleasures
.
That’s your legacy
What’s left behind
A lifetime of love
So much to remind
.
My darling Angel son
xxxxx
A little sunshine over the town today
Sunday 22nd November
.
A soft, mundane stillness
Permeates the damp air
Fallen leaves no longer crisp
Dewy moss everywhere
Wafting wisps of woodsmoke
Striving to cling to one’s hair
.
Still missing you sweetie
Treasured Angel son
xxxxx
Saturday 21st November
.
Since you’ve been gone
I live my life
With broken heart
A twisting knife
Another level
With grief and strife
A different path
Sadness is rife
But loving you
I live my life
.
Sweetheart
Treasured Angel son
xxxxx
Friday 20th November
.
A slow, subdued movement
Towards peace and calmness
Despite the suffocating
Journeying into darkness
.
Smiling towards the heavens
Kisses filled with fondness
Up there in the wild blue yonder
There’s so much love between us
.
Missing my angel
Precious son
xxxxx
Kisses in the sky
The buoy laying ship, Patricia in the bay today
Thursday 19th November
.
Up there you smile
Flying awhile
Clouds so tactile
Your new lifestyle
.
Thinking of you
Missing you
Remembering you
Loving you
.
My darling Angel son
xxxxx
A sunny corner of the harbour
Wednesday 18th November
.
Just learning to live
Without you here
The same each morning
Your voice, I can’t hear
No outings or plans
All dreams disappear
But my love for you
Keeps your memories dear
.
Thinking of you poppet
Beloved Angel son
xxxxx
Porthmeor Beach, late afternoon
Lots of rock and stones appearing after the storms and high tides
Harbour cloud reflections
Fading light
Tuesday 17th November
.
You’re a part of my life
Hearts beating as one
Joined with my soul
Precious Angel son
.
Love you sweetheart
xxxxx
