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Always

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Tuesday 4th October
  

I will miss you forever

That will not change

Today, tomorrow

The day after that

Each day

Every day

Always.

  

I think about you

All the time

Morning, noon

And night

I can’t stop

Thinking about you

Always.

  

I love you

I still love you

No matter

How much time

Has gone by

I will love you

Always.

  

Always my Angel

xxxxxx

Dart Valley Railway

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Monday 3rd October
  

It was two years ago today

We visited the Dart Valley Railway

Autumn sunshine melted clouds away

Ducks paddled, wings flapping spray

Drinks and snacks in the nearby cafe

A perfect, fun filled, simple day

I just wish you were here to stay.

  

Miss you sweetheart

Love you forever

Precious Angel son.

xxxxxx

Our charity event

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Sunday 2nd October
  

Bought your tickets for Saturday?

Singers will sing, guitars will play.


Phone your friends, text that mate

Put it in your diary, save the date.


Four great charities, close to home

Just don’t stay in and be alone.


Have a fun night, dance and eat

So sing along, and tap those feet.


Superb entertainment just for you

Come along, you know you want to.


St. Ives Guildhall is where it’s at

Walk right in, on the welcome mat.


Two thirty, that’s when you can enter

Until eleven, it’ll cost you a tenner.

  

There is less than a week to go before our charity event. Four local families joining together to put on a feast of music, dance, comedy and delicious food. Each of the families has been affected in some way by a dreadful disease: testicular cancer, meningitis, brain and bowel cancer.

We hope the event will be a success, so that we can raise awareness and collect money for the four charities.

And all because of you, my darling.

Love you forever

Sweetheart Angel son

xxxxxx

A panorama of the harbour this afternoon

Radio interview

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Saturday 1st October
  

Well, today was a first for me, doing something I had not done before…..

I was interviewed by our local BBC radio station: raising awareness of testicular cancer, and promoting our charity event, taking place a week today.

I had set the alarm for 5:40am, we were out of the house by 6:30am, arriving within the hour at BBC Radio Cornwall, in Truro, just in time for a coffee, before going live on air.

The presenter was wonderful, had a great manner, and the ability to put one at ease in a caring but professional way.

I was there with another lady who had lost her son to meningitis; and we each told our stories, highlighting the need for knowledge and awareness of these dreadful diseases.

My part in the interview lasted for about four minutes, and I hope I did you proud my darling, talking about you, what you went through, and how our lives irrevocably changed.

On the way home, driving in the car, a small clip of my interview was on the main lunchtime news. It really was strange to hear my own voice, talking about our family. It was quite surreal, and little sad. 

I will have to download the whole of the breakfast show, (three hours), and edit out all but the important ten minutes worth. 

As we walked out of the studio, a bright rainbow was curved overhead. Was that you sweetie, letting me know you were with me? I would really like to think so. All of this was done because of you. I wish it wasn’t so, but I have to do something to honour your life, and keep raising awareness so that signs and symptoms are more easily talked about, and concerns are taken to the doctor or health professional.

Testicular Cancer is almost always curable if it is caught early enough.

Thinking of you so much.

Missing you every moment.

Love you to the moon and back.

Dearest darling Angel son.

xxxxxx

Live in the BBC studio this morning

Through the studio window ~ photo taken by my husband ~ on the outside looking in

With the BBC breakfast presenter following our interview

The harbour looking pretty again this afternoon

Leaves fall

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Friday 30th September
   

Leaves fall

Short days

Recall

Holidays.

  

Blazing fire

Chill breeze

Warm attire

Rough seas.

  

Crisp air

Bright star

Up there

You are.

  

Thinking of you always

Missing you every day

Love you forever

Darling Angel son.

xxxxxx

Porthmeor this afternoon

Crisp and clear

Sunny harbour

Cloud reflections

Sparkling raindrops

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Thursday 29th September
  

Sparkling raindrops glistening on delicate flower petals

Golden brown leaves beginning to fall from overhanging branches

Autumnal mists clear to give some afternoon warmth

And I’m sensing your quiet presence all around me today

A soft whisper, a gentle touch, a voice in the shadows

I know you’re still with me, only a heartbeat away.

  

It’s Thursday again.

Eighty one weeks

Love you forever

Missing you always.

xxxxxx

Standing on the edge

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Wednesday 28th September

   

Standing on the edge looking in

Unable to join; still mourning

No one sees the tears falling

It’s your name that I’m calling

As up on high you’re soaring

A new day of grief, dawning.

  

I love you now

I love you still

Always have

Always will.

Missing you every moment.

Precious Angel son.

xxxxxx

Silvery sea in the harbour

Fundraising again

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Tuesday 27th September
  

This was our second day spent raising awareness and collecting monies in our local supermarket, for our four charities.

We began at 9:00am and finally packed up at 5:00pm; a long day, with a couple of breaks, but well worth it. Other volunteers helped out too, allowing us time to shop, go home for some lunch, and of course, time to visit you.

We spoke to a number of your schoolmates and teachers. One remembered you in primary school, and commented on your love of He-Man and She-Ra books. She said you would get a group of children in turn, to play the part of He-Man’s Battle Cat, and you would ride on their backs, pretending to be the Master of the Universe, shouting “I have the power!”

A teacher’s aide recalled you in school, always walking around with a bundle of books under your arm and a little grin on your face.

Dad made the comment that for most of the time we get on with our lives, dealing with our grief and thoughts about you, mostly in private. 

On days like today, when we are raising awareness of testicular cancer and collecting monies for the charity in honour of you, then our grief is suddenly made tremendously public. 

The box is opened up wide for all to peer in and poke about inside.

Most of the time I can cope; able to talk about you, your treatment and ultimately what happened at the end.

But sometimes I falter, and the mask crumbles, and I no longer seem to be able to show the strength necessary to hold back tears.

We do miss you so much sweetie.

Love you forever.

Darling Angel son.

xxxxxx

Collecting moments

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Monday 26th September
   

Looking back on memories past

Brings a smile that’s made to last.

Thoughts of you do comfort fast

With a love that’s unsurpassed.

  

Those memories take me back to you

Like dreams filling adventures new.

I know my wishes won’t come true

But collecting moments is what I do.

  

Love you forever.

Missing you always.

Sweetheart Angel son.

xxxxxx

Oi lads!

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Sunday 25th September
  

We spent the day in our local supermarket, raising awareness, selling raffle tickets and collecting spare change.

We have joined up with three local families who have also lost family members to illnesses. The charities we are fundraising for are: Checkemlads Testicular Cancer, Meningitis Now, Bowel Cancer and the Brain Tumour Charity.
Although it was a fairly quiet Sunday, we did collect a good amount of money, and spoke to many people. One chap, who was holidaying in the area, didn’t want to buy a raffle ticket, but did purchase a wristband; he made the comment that Testicular Cancer is not spoken about enough. 

We are also planning a musical tribute event in October, with local musicians, singers, dancers and DJ’s, with food provided by some of the town’s best restaurants. It should be a great occasion.

And all of this we are doing, because of you, my dearest darling. Trying to raise awareness, so young men can talk more openly about their health, seek advice and support early, and not be embarrassed to admit they might have a problem with their testicles.

“Oi lads! Checking testicles is cool”

I love you so much sweetie, and miss you every day. Wishing things had been different for you.

  

xxxxxx

“Oi lads! Checking testicles is cool”