Category Archives: Loss

Five years

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Wednesday 2nd May

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Five years ago today

‘Twas on this date in May

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The first of many operations

To oust the cancerous mutations

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The journey of my left foot began

All because of that teenage suntan

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An alien blob on my toe

What else can life, at me throw?

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A lymphadenectomy

Biopsies sent to pathology

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Malignant melanoma

Changed my very persona

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Hats, long sleeves and sunscreen

Oncologists routinely seen

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A five year clinical drugs trial

Has all of my details on file

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Continuing to be sun-aware

Particularly with my skin care

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So here’s to the next five years

I have my hopes, but also fears

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Thinking of you as always

And all your innocent ways

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Darling Angel baby

Missing you like crazy

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xxxxxx

Blue skies, but still a cool wind

Looking down on the harbour

My Left Foot – complete with Cinderella’s slipper, but without Daniel Day Lewis, and a lovely compression stocking on the right leg. (2.5.13)

Your smile does brighten

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Monday 30th April

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Beyond the white clouds

Over the blue horizon

Beneath the sunbeams

Your smile does brighten

A cool, blustery day

With a wind-whipped swell

Where sea-dipping gulls

On the edge do dwell

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Love you sweetheart

Precious Angel son

xxxxxx

Towards Clodgy, choppy seas

Bright, but bitter

Few on the sand in the cold wind

Low tide in the harbour

Quiet time

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Sunday 29th April

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Such a peaceful, quiet time

Thinking about my Angel

So much to reflect upon

To your memory I’ll stay faithful

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Always and forever

Moon and back

Son and Angel

xxxxxx

Porthmeor with a cold North Easterly wind

Not many venturing into the sea

Choppy harbour

Warmer in the corner

Too rough for the pleasure boats

Sometimes

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Saturday 28th April

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Sometimes our paths in life

Take us to places

We never dreamt we’d go

Unexpected spaces

Not on our travel list

No time to pack suitcases

A long, lonely road

With no smiling faces

Grief is carried forever

But mem’ries leave traces

That soften the blows

Within Angel embraces

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Love you poppet

Darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Angel voice

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Friday 27th April

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I thought I heard your angel voice

Come whispering over the ocean

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Rolling in on the blue-green swell

Filled with much love and emotion

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Remembering your cheeky words

Bringing such smiles of devotion

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It is my heart that strains to listen

As the waves break in slow motion

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Love you sweetheart

Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx

A grey afternoon in St. Ives

Waves breaking on the slipway

I was caught out, and got wet!

Back home again

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Thursday 26th April

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Safely back home again

After two weeks away

The weather’s not so good

But be that as it may

We’ve had such a good time

With your brother each day

Adventures, exploring

We would have liked to stay

But he goes back to work

So ends our holiday

Always thinking of you

Upon the clouds you lay

My darling Angel son

A sparkling, sunshine ray

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xxxxxx

Driving home

The countryside looks so green

Your flowers still going strong

Frankie Angel Bear was waiting for me when I arrived home (made by Cubbies Guardian Angel Bears)

Leisurely Lisbon

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Wednesday 25th April

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Leisurely Lisbon

Morning meanderings

Capital coffee

Wistful wanderings

Managing Metro

Twisty turnings

Summer sunshine

Required returnings

Hastening home

Weather worsening

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And home you come with us

My darling Angel son

xxxxxx

Lisbon Metro art

Black and white caricatures on the Metro walls

Figures from modern Portugal’s history

River Tagus and the Vasco de Gama bridge

The sun man, outside the Vasco de Gama Centre

Location of the Eurovision Song Contest, next month

Feira Internacional de Lisboa ~ the Expo centre

Looking towards the Vasco de Gama Centre

Park of Nations

Fountain at Alameda dos Oceanos

The two of us

Looking through to Oriente station from Vasco de Gama

Leafy shadows at Alameda dos Oceanos

Outside the Expo Centre

Fabulous mosaic art at the Metro

The Metro from Aeropuerto to Oriente

On our way

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Tuesday 24th April

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On our way to Portugal

Almost three hours on the coach

Driving through the countryside

Towards Lisbon we approach

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Rows of vines, olive and cork trees

Pepper the verdant, rolling hills

They’re as far as the eye can see

Also marble quarries and windmills

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Ten days in Spain comes to an end

Wonderful, relaxing break

Being looked after by our son

So many memories to make

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Thinking of you sweetie

Love you forever

Missing you always

Forgotten never

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xxxxxx

Breakfast by the river

Bridge of Palms over the Guadiana River

The palms

Luke off to work

Graffiti in Evora, Portugal…. Liberdade

Viaduct as we approach Lisbon

Old gnarly tree