Category Archives: brain tumour

Oct14

Dad’s birthday

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Friday 14th October
  

Today is Dad’s birthday, and I’m sure you would have wished him a Happy Birthday in your own cheeky and mischievous way.

We missed you being here today; celebrating birthdays is really not the same anymore. It’s all a bit low key now. Rather muted and quite sombre. Almost as if you’re not allowed to smile and have fun. I know it shouldn’t be that way, and you certainly wouldn’t want it like that, but it just seems disrespectful, or unnerving somehow, to ‘celebrate’, knowing you’re not here to join in.

Thinking of you always.

Missing you like crazy.

Love you forever.

Beloved Angel son.

xxxxxx

Dad, your brother and you. Australia 1990

You, your brother and Dad, climbing trees in our garden. Australia 1991

You and Dad, on your 7th birthday. Merimbula, NSW.

Oct13

I will

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Thursday 13th October
  

Your beautiful soul 

Never forgotten.

Your spirit free at last

Flying high.

 

Promise to be

My sweetheart Angel.

I promise I’ll be there

Forever and always.

  

I will grieve

I will always remember

I will keep you in my heart

I will never stop loving you.

xxxxxx

Harbour high tide

Oct12

Missing you daily

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Wednesday 12th October
  

I’ve been missing you daily….

Five hundred and eighty times.

But I have loved you

Since the day you were born.

  

I’ve been missing you for months….

Nineteen of them to be exact.

But I loved you 

Even before you were born.

  

I’ll go on missing you forever….

That will not change

My love for you is eternal

It was, it is, and will be.

  

Sweetheart Angel son.

xxxxxx


Looking out to sea from the top of the town

Oct11

Still as strong

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Tuesday 11th October
  

I might not be able to hold you

But I still feel your presence

And that’s all that matters.

  

The hurt in my broken heart

Is a painful, constant reminder

That my love is still as strong.

 

Fly high Starman

Precious Angel son.

xxxxxx

An almost empty beach, this afternoon

The harbour

Oct10

Ripples

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Monday 10th October
  

Ripples of grief undulate outwards

Moving away and bouncing back

Ripples that will be felt forever

Sometimes throwing you off track

  

Now and then ripples turn into waves

Gathering height and much power

Crashing and knocking you sideways

Unexpectedly, your breath to devour.

  

But today, ripples have a slow rhythm

Sparkling gently across the clear sea

The crisscross patterns moving 

As if they’re bringing you back to me.

  

Thinking of you.

Missing you.

Love you.

xxxxxx

Sunny afternoon at the harbour

Oct8

Outstanding

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Saturday 8th October
   

It

Has

Been

Outstanding……

From setting up the venue at nine thirty this morning, to the singers, theatre groups, comedians, dancers, (both modern and ‘Bollywood’), male voice choir, a school samba band, a rock group…..

And I’m still here…..

Almost midnight.

The DJ is rocking the house.

And, it’s for you, sweetie pie…..

Love you so very much.

xxxxxx

Oct7

Preparing

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Friday 7th October
  

Busy, busy, busy today; pulling together last minute stuff, things, bits and bobs, resources…….all for the charity event tomorrow.

We are hoping it will be a success; people will have a great time; monies will be raised; awareness generated; and the local community come together for such worthwhile causes.

When we were with you this morning, chatting away, Dad wondered what you would make of all the running around that we have been doing, to help get this event off the ground. Would you be helping us out? Organising people? Wanting an itinerary? Who knows….

And then he stopped…….realising if you were here to think about that, we wouldn’t be a part of the event. We wouldn’t be involved. 

Instead, we would be with you, doing other things, going places, having fun together as a family…

It is only because of you and what happened that we are connected with the event tomorrow.

Love you so very much

Missing you every day

Sweetheart Angel son

xxxxxx

Oct6

It’s Thursday again

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Thursday 6th October
  

Thursday.

It’s Thursday again

So I’m thinking of you

Remembering.

  

Nothing’s

Changed

But everything

Is so different.

  

I re-live

That Thursday night

You went to sleep.

Forever.

  

So every

Single morning

Is now the same.

Silence.

  
I wake up

And you are

Not there.

Gone.

  

I love you

My darling Angel

And miss you so much.

It’s Thursday again.

xxxxxx

  

  

Oct5

Father

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Wednesday 5th October

  
Seven years ago today, my father passed away from pancreatic cancer.

Here is a little of his story that I wrote last year.

My post from a year ago

Hank was a big part of our lives every summer when we visited America and the islands, and stayed on his yacht. Starting in 1994 when we went to Bermuda, to Tobago, the Virgin Islands, the Keys, through to 2009 (when he passed away) in North Myrtle Beach, South Carolina; we always had great adventures.

I hope you and your grandfather meet up for a laugh, a hug, and a long chat about all the good times you spent together.

Frank and Hank.

My son and my father.

Miss you both.

Love you forever.

xxxxxx

Low tide in the harbour this afternoon