Friday 3rd August
.
Grief never ends
Never ends
Never
.
That’s the way it is
The way it is
The way
.
And I wish it wasn’t so
Wish it wasn’t so
Wasn’t so
.
Love you forever sweetheart
Love you forever
Love you
.
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Barrow Gurney, near Bristol
On the way to Manchester
Thursday 2nd August
.
Off to a wedding
At the weekend
Tackling the M5
Traffic to contend
.
Wish you were with us
Wearing your favourite
Black velvet jacket
Such a perfect fit
.
You’d look so handsome
Darling Angel son
But you’re in heaven
Now forever young
.
xxxxxx
Wednesday 1st August
.
Everything is different now
Since that heartbreaking evening
It may have been so long ago
That suddenly you stopped breathing
.
And everything is different now
The sparkle that was in our lives
Now shines bright in the heavens
You fly, knowing your soul survives
.
And we miss you so much
Love you forever sweetheart
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Holidaymakers enjoying the beach
Windbreaks and tents cover the dry sand
Many enjoying the surf
Tuesday 31st July
.
It feels unreal
A bad dream
Replayed daily
With a silent scream
.
Thought about
Every single moment
That you’re not here
A living torment
.
Such ever-present pain
The broken heart
Brother without brother
Family split apart
.
Missing you today
Even more tomorrow
It’ll never go away
My forever sorrow.
.
Love you sweetheart
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx
The harbour this afternoon
So busy on Porthmeor Beach today
You and your brother on an empty Porthmeor Beach
At Land’s End
Your brother is King of the Castle
Monday 30th July
.
Some days
It’s just hard
Some days
I just let down my guard
Some days
Things don’t go right
Some days
I can’t sleep at night
Some days
Time is suspended
Some days
Darkness has descended
Some days
The missing is too much
Some days
I long for your heavenly touch
.
Love you forever
My darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Sunday 29th July
.
Everyday
In every way
Hoping you’ll come back to stay
Wishing you’d never gone away
Every day
In every way
Wanting you here today
Love you forever I say
Every day
In every way
Up in heaven with angels you play
I know I’ll be seeing you some day
.
Love you poppet
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx
Low tide in the harbour
Self drive boats high and dry on the sand
Saturday 28th July
.
One two three four
One thousand two hundred and thirty four
One two three four
The days since you’re not with me anymore
One two three four
The days since you went through heaven’s door
One two three four
The number of days since you breathed no more
One two three four
You grew your wings and flew beyond the shore
One two three four
And every day those silent tears still pour
One two three four
One thousand two hundred and thirty four
.
And I miss you like it’s yesterday
Love you forever and always
My darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Looking across the harbour
Friday 27th July
.
Never stop loving you
Never stop missing you
Never stop speaking of you
Never stop thinking about you
Never stop dreaming about you
Never stop wishing it wasn’t so
.
Love you forever
Treasured Angel son
xxxxxx
Low tide, and dark clouds over the harbour
Smeaton’s Pier with summer flags
Cloudy, but muggy at Porthmeor Beach
Trying to find some surf
Thursday 26th July
.
So many children
On the beach
Buckets and spades
An ice cream each
.
Splashing in the sea
Or digging in the sand
So much fun and joy
Oh isn’t life grand?
.
Surfing on bodyboards
Paddling in a canoe
Sheltering ‘neath umbrellas
From sun and seagulls too
.
Off you’d go, for a walk
Hat on, reading a book
Lost in your own world
Quietly taking a look
.
Sitting on the beach today
Wondering where you’d be
Wish you’d come into view
Then we’d all, happy be
.
Missing you poppet
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
North Myrtle Beach, 2007, reading in the shade
Walking along the beach, hat on, book in one hand
Today at the beach, St. Ives, Cornwall
Wednesday 25th July
.
Sometimes the sadness takes a break
But it never fully breaks away
Sometimes tears don’t fall so freely
But they’re there, in the corner of my eyes
Sometimes I’m stopped in my tracks
But I must keep on keeping on
Sometimes the heartache is too much
But my heart does continue to beat
.
Missing you sweetie
Love you forever
My darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Truro cathedral behind the trees
Porthmeor Beach, West Side, this afternoon
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 