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

Wednesday 24th February

.

I’m allowed to feel emotion

I am able to share my grief

And if you join me on this road

I will surely find some relief

Thank you all for being here

Helping with hopes and belief

.

Thinking of you as always

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

Tuesday 23rd February

.

A bit of a change today

It’s so blustery and grey

Surfers have gone away

Fishing boats rock and sway

.

Thinking of you sweetie

My darling Angel son

xxxxx

An empty Porthmeor Beach

Footprints across the sand

Cold looking seas

Fishing boats

Smeaton’s Pier

Cold and grey