Category Archives: brain tumour

Marathon

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Monday 12th December
   

And time to relax……

Here we are, in Marathon, for the next week or so. Time to recharge, reflect, and do absolutely nothing.

We haven’t been here since 2013, when you were with us: there are so many wonderful memories.

You had two Christmas visits, and probably six or seven summer holiday vacations to the Keys. A fabulous location for peace and quiet, and the best sunsets.

Thinking of you, as always, sweetheart.

Love you forever, my Angel.

xxxxxx

Frankie Angel Bear, chilling at the open air bar

Sunset, 5:40pm, Bayside

Full moon and palm trees

Miami

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Sunday 11th December
  

Here we are my darling

Safely in Miami 

Lots of time to relax

I’m sure you would agree.

A long ten hour flight

Taking us over the ocean

Thinking of you all the way

Heart’s filled with emotion.

  

Love you my Angel

Our first American holiday 

Since you went to heaven

It will be so different

xxxxxx

Frankie Angel Bear and Frank SpongeBob have joined us for a bite to eat

We came by

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Saturday 10th December
  

We came by early this morning

To pick you up and whisk you away

On a long drive up to London

To begin our festive holiday.

  

The first time since you went to heaven

We’re taking you with us in our hearts

It will be different, a little sad

Tomorrow morning the plane departs.

  

I’m sure you’ll have a wonderful time

Swimming in the warm ocean so blue

Love you forever, my darling son

Over the ocean to beaches new.

xxxxxx

Shine your light

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Friday 9th December
  

My darling Angel

Shine your light

Sparkling bright

Into the night

As you take flight

At twilight

Sharing the moonlight

A beautiful sight

Among the starlight

So goodnight

Sleep tight

Darling, darling Angel.

xxxxxx

Your solar-powered snowflake at twilight

Eartha Kitt

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Wednesday 7th December
  

Probably as a result of enjoying the sixties television programme, Batman, you became fascinated with Eartha Kitt, who played Catwoman. An evil, feline antagonist, with a gloriously sultry voice and distinctive purrrrrr. You loved her outfits, catchphrase and those long, long nails.

  

More supermarket Christmas songs playing today, and they send the memories of you flooding back. You loved these happy December days, full of surprises and anticipation of what Santa might bring.

At this time of year, you sang along, swaying your hips, whenever you heard Eartha Kitt’s rendition of Santa Baby. A gentle, old-fashioned tune, listing requests for extravagant Christmas gifts. A favourite of yours.

  

  
“Been an angel all year”………

And yes, you have been an Angel for all of this year. 

My little Angel in heaven. 

My darling sweet child. 

My son, my heart, my soul.

Love you forever.

xxxxxx

Just a blur

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Tuesday 6th December
  

Last Christmas was just a blur

Everything happened around me

This year it’s much more acute

I’m facing the stark, cold reality.

  

Shock and numbness have worn off

And sadly, in view for all to see

My broken heart is missing a piece

You’re no longer here with family.

  

I seem to be reminded every day

How much you enjoyed the holidays

All the lights, glitter and sparkle

You should be here for always.

  

But all is quiet, no joyful laughter

There’s just a great, big empty space

One vacant chair, waiting for you

To sit down, and take your place.

  

But we’ll keep talking about you 

And I’ll certainly keep talking to you

Your presence remains everywhere

Our love will help me to get through.

  

Treasured Angel

Moon and beyond

Alive in our hearts

A precious bond.

 

xxxxxx

Lonely this Christmas

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Monday 5th December
  

Supermarket music

Set me off today

“Lonely this Christmas”

The speakers did play.

As I thought of you

My heart skipped a beat

You won’t be with us

Just your empty seat.

A sad reminder

Of what we once had

Missing you so much

Dearest darling lad.

xxxxxx

Precious

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Sunday 4th December
  

Time is so precious

Just use it well

Tell your loved ones

In your heart they dwell.

  

You cannot get back

That which is lost

It won’t be found

Not at any cost.

  

So hold on tight

To memories of love

Keeping them alive

Never let go of.

  

Love you my Angel

Remembering the fun

You brought to our lives

Dearest darling son.

  

xxxxxx

Nan sitting down to a Christmassy Sunday lunch

Your cousin about to let go a squeaky balloon

Dad and I ~ Dad wouldn’t wear his party hat

Your auntie wore her hat

Me, wishing you were here