Friday 12th August
Walking down
Memory Lane.
Again.
Everything
Is sparkling
And more
Aglow.
Happiness
Fills the air.
No sense
Of urgency.
No teetering
On the edge.
Calm surrounds
With naivete
And innocence.
Memory Lane:
An escape
From the now
From reality.
Precious Angel
Who now lives
I’m my
Memory Lane.
Love you
Miss you
Angel son.
My memory.
xxxxxx
Thursday 11th August
My phone again, had a little reminder for me this morning: five years ago, on this day, we went to Busch Gardens in Tampa.
You always made for SheiKra first, a floorless, diving rollercoaster. I remember Dad saying that the first time you went on it, you had your eyes closed as it hovered on the precipice, before hurtling earthwards at amazing speed. After that you said your eyes were always open, and that this was your most favourite ride ever.
SheiKra, Busch Gardens, 11.8.11
Another ride you enjoyed was the fast-moving Cheetah Hunt, the longest rollercoaster in the park.
The Cheetah Hunt, 11.8.11
We miss sharing the fun with you.
We miss watching your ‘adrenaline rush’ as you sought out new white-knuckle experiences.
We miss your laughter and smiles.
We miss holidays with you.
We miss the theme parks.
We miss you.
And……….
It’s Thursday.
74 weeks.
518 days.
Without you.
Thinking of you every day.
Love you so very much.
Sweetheart Angel son.
xxxxxx
Wednesday 10th August
Two years ago we were enjoying what was to be our last American summer holiday with you.
For almost twenty years we spent our summertime away from home: more often than not, spending a few weeks in Orlando, in between driving further south to the Keys, and to the north, enjoying stops in South Carolina.
You had such fun in the theme parks. We’d arrive early, use Preferred Parking, (to be near the entrance), present our pre-booked tickets, then off you’d go. Fiercely independent, you liked to do a complete loop of the park on your own, queuing and going on the white knuckle rides by yourself. Somehow you would then manage to find us, tell us all your exploits, and suggest the best or most exciting ride to go on.
You always had a big grin on your face.
And we miss that, we miss that so very much. Your smile, your laughter, your enjoyment of life.
Facebook reminded me that it was on this day, two years ago, that we went to Islands of Adventure, and you made straight for the Hulk, located just inside the entrance. Fast, noisy, scary, and your favourite.
Love you so much my darling.
Missing you every moment.
Now in the theme park of heaven.
Dearest Angel son.
xxxxxx
Exiting the Hulk ride (August 10th 2014)
Sunset over the rooftops tonight
Tuesday 9th August
My dearest, my lovely
My one, my only
My sunshine sweetheart
Although we’re apart
The warmth of the rays
Brightens my days
Thinking of you
As the sun shines through
Picturing you walking
Reading and talking
Enjoying the fresh air
With not but a care
Love you forever
Forget you never.
xxxxxx
My sunshine sweetheart (August 2014, Hilton Head)
Picturing you, while the sun shines through (Kissimmee, August 2014)
Delicate new roses for you
Monday 8th August
We arrived safely back home, late this afternoon, again battling with summer holiday traffic whose destination is the seaside. Cars, caravans, lorries, motorbikes, tractors, motorhomes all conspired to want to share the road with us, almost at a snail’s pace at some points.
Before we arrived home, we stopped in at your resting place to talk with you. To tell you all about our exploits over the weekend.
It was on this date last year that we walked up and down Mount Snowdon, in beautiful sunshine, for the first time. Unfit, but determined to keep going, we completed the trek in eight hours, with numerous stops.
This year we let the train take most of the strain, enjoying the scenery, until we reached the summit, where everything was shrouded in mist and low cloud, but we still managed to climb the final few, rocky steps to counquer the peak.
We thought of you every moment.
Never will a day go by when we don’t.
We miss you with every beat of our hearts.
We love you with every breath we take.
Dearest darling Angel son.
xxxxxx
Thursday 4th August
My son is an Angel
The brightest star.
He stands beside me
Wherever we are.
My son is an Angel
In heaven above.
I blow him kisses
Send him my love.
My son is an Angel
We miss him so.
We’ll be together
Of this I know.
Love you forever.
Sweetheart Angel son.
xxxxxx
Wednesday 3rd August
Time seems to stand still
But everything else goes on.
You are missed every single day
And we can’t believe you’ve gone.
That night happened a lifetime ago
You fell asleep and didn’t wake up
Leaving us so broken-hearted
We won’t get to see you all grown-up.
It will always feel like yesterday
No matter how much time has passed
The day your heart stopped beating
And you breathed your very last.
Time. I thought we’d have more
To live, to like, to love, to laugh
More time with you to share
Now all that’s left; a photograph.
Love you.
Always have.
Always will.
xxxxxx
Busy and bright this afternoon
Tuesday 2nd August
The wind gusts with melancholy
The mist surrounds with gloom
The sky is grey with despondency
The rain falls with misery
The earth is coated with sorrow
The waves break mournfully
And yet, you are my dear, sweet Angel
A smile from your photograph
Brightens the most sombre of days
Your face beams sunshine happiness
Your memories invoke joyful reflection
Love you forever, to the moon and back
xxxxxx
A grey and overcast afternoon
Raindrops on your roses
Monday 1st August
My darling, sweetheart Angel boy
Who always brought us so much joy.
You’re there forever in my dreams
Beneath those sparkling moonbeams.
If I could hold you in my arm
I would see you came to no harm.
As you are now my shining star
I’ll follow you, wherever you are.
The tears are flowing from my eyes
I know you’re now in paradise.
I see you in the clouds above
From here, I send you all my love.
xxxxxx
Beneath the birch tree, looking up at the lichen patterns, sheltering us from the rain
Sunday 31st July
I think of my boys
Night and day.
One is with me
One is in heaven.
So, I live in two places
Here, and where you are.
I love you both
With all my heart.
Moon and back
And all the world.
xxxxxx
July 1990 (twenty six years ago). Waiting outside Jumbo floating restaurant, Hong Kong, (you, me and your brother)
The harbour this afternoon
Sammy seal
Looking for fish in the harbour
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 