Wednesday 17th August
Not a day goes by
My heart aches
Never the same again.
Living and breathing
Every single day
Without you.
Looking for moments
Filled with you
The little signs.
More than anyone knows
You are missed
Lives forever changed.
My heart holds you
My love eternal
My grief timeless.
xxxxxx
Grey and misty at the beach
A good swell forming
Red flags ~ no swimming
Tuesday 16gh August
You’re gone
From our lives
But I hope you can:
Touch the stars
Jump through clouds
Talk to the moon
Kiss Betty Boop
Slide down rainbows
Swim with dolphins
Run with the wind
Laugh with angels
Smile at the sun
My precious Starman
Now forever young.
xxxxxx
16th August 2011 Islamorada, Florida Keys
Monday 15th August
There are kisses in the sky
Sent from you, so I don’t cry.
A great big cross, against the blue
Showing me that’s where you flew.
Through the clouds, to heaven above
We’re sending you all our love.
Looking up, to where you are
The best, the brightest, shining star.
Love you forever my darling Angel
xxxxxx
A kiss from you x
Warm and sunny on the beach
Windy and choppy in the harbour
Sunday 14th August
Today is our wedding anniversary
Thirty four years of Mr and Mrs
We came to see you this morning
Talking about past times
With you and your brother
Fun, family summer holidays
Our anniversary in the middle
Out to dinner, a theme park, a sail
Tropical adventures to new destinations
Wish you were still here with us
Celebrating, choosing the restaurant.
Thinking of you, as we always do
Missing you today and every day
Love you to the moon and back
Dearest, darling Angel son.
xxxxxx
A walk to Gwithian
Godrevy lighthouse in the distance
St. Ives in the distance
You joined us for lunch
Flying high, Starman
Saturday 13th August
Happy chappy, lovely boy
Little sweetheart, full of joy.
Fun and laughter, tears and strife
Filled with love, your shortened life.
There were no signs, who could know?
That far too soon, off you’d go.
So off to heaven you did fly
Leaving us to grieve and cry.
Although I’m here, you are there
Within my heart, you’re everywhere.
Missing you, Angel baby
Flying high, your spirit’s set free.
xxxxxx
Nine years ago today. Universal Studios: the Revenge of the Mummy, the Talking Fountain, Hard Rock and the adorable Betty Boop
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
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 