Saturday 14th January
Fly through clouds
Twinkle with stars
Sing with angels
Slide down rainbows
Catch snowflakes
Play with moonlight
Dance in the breeze
Sparkle in sunbeams.
Only you can
My little man
Darling Angel son
Now forever young.
xxxxxx
Friday 13th January
A chill wind blew through the trees
As we stood beside you today
Talking quietly, picking away leaves
Clouds scudding by; sky blue and grey.
Our daily ritual has begun again
It just feels the right thing to do
Although our hearts are filled with pain
We will never forget about you.
Visiting your final resting place
Seems a way to honour your memory
Even though tears fall down my face
I know our love is exemplary.
Treasured Angel son
xxxxxx
Thursday 12th January
Today was a day to catch up on all the sleep lost due to traveling ~ well that was my excuse for not getting out of bed until after eleven this morning.
But it really wasn’t a day worth getting up for. Windy, lashings of rain and so very cold: most unlike what we have been used to.
We did come to see you, my darling, and have decided to keep the Christmas wreaths and ornaments for a few more days. We need a dry day anyway, to replace these with spring flowers and the like. I hope you don’t mind.
Love you
Moon and back
Dearest Angel son.
xxxxxx
Wednesday 11th January
We completed the final part of our journey today, arriving home early afternoon.
What a fabulous time we have had, remembering, and thinking of you every step of the way, but also making new memories with your brother.
We stopped by your final resting place, to let you know we were home, and to have a little chat.
We have missed you so very much on this, our first holiday in America since losing you.
xxxxxxx
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
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
Thursday 8th December
I think of you
All we’ve been through
Sometimes laughing
Other times crying
So many laughs
And photographs
We had such fun
My darling son
Sending you love
Dear Angel above
Kisses to you
Lots of hugs too
xxxxxx
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
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
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
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 