Sunday 4th February
.
Even though I feel alone
You are always by my side
I know you’re walking with me
You will always be my guide
The love you placed within my heart
Makes me think of you with pride
.
Love you forever
My Angel son
Forget you never
My Angel father
xxxxxx
My father Hank. Today would have been his birthday. Pancreatic cancer took him in 2009
Saturday 3rd February
.
Two boys
Loving brothers
Always
Looking out
For each other
My sons
Fun and wonder
To discover
.
Love you both
With all my heart
xxxxxx
Grey skies
Friday 2nd February
.
I can no longer see you
But you gave me
Much to remember
So many reasons
To never forget you
So much love
That’ll last forever
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Thursday 1st February
.
Bitterly cold, windswept waves
An icy blast, with flying sand
Remembering you’d walk along
Pink of face and cold of hand
.
An afternoon perambulation
Coat done up, hood pulled down
Simply minding your own business
Wandering along streets of the town
.
Sometimes venturing on the beach
Striding in your best leather shoes
Soon covered in a salty residue
Our reprimands would amuse
.
I think of you, looking out to sea
Imagining those days gone past
When life was so undemanding
And wishing those times did last
.
My darling Angel son
xxxxxx
A view over the town this morning
Big, fluffy clouds flying over Porthmeor Beach
Waves being pushed up the beach
Wednesday 31st January
.
It’s just so very different
Without you Angel, right here
Even though I like to think
I still feel your presence near
Smiling at your photographs
I cannot stop a falling tear
You meant so much to all of us
Now we’ve lost the one most dear
.
Love you forever
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx
Driving home from Dorset, a rainbow appears through the trees
The sun about to break through the clouds
Windmills in the breeze
Tuesday 30th January
.
Waking up
Knowing someone is missing
Hurts
.
Carrying on
Because I know you’d want me to
Still hurts
.
Loving you
Is what I’ll continue to do forever
Doesn’t hurt
.
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
A beautiful blue sky morning in Dorset
Staying with your other Grandma (Dad’s mum)
All looks marvellous
Tangles of brambles and ivy
The ground boggy underfoot
A few clouds on the horizon
Driving down empty country roads
Gnarly tree trunks
Silhouetted against the sky
Monday 29th January
.
Wet and grey
Can’t go out to play
Damp and dreary
Feeling quite weary
Drizzly rain
Heavy clouds remain
If you were here
Sunshine would appear
But you’re up there
In heaven somewhere
.
And I miss you so much
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Grey skies behind leafless branches
Monochrome vista
A long drive to Wareham
Sunday 28th January
.
So many memories
But the thing is
Those happy memories
Seem to hurt the most
.
I’ll forever miss you
I’ll always love you
You’ll never be forgotten
.
And that is all
It will never change
Ever
.
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx
Saturday 27th January
.
Grief invades every part of life
Permeating through each crease
Once it has an unyielding hold
There’ll be not a moment of peace
Changing your complete being
A nudging pain that’ll not cease
Descending upon your shoulders
No instructions for a quick release
Adapting and learning to live with it
Hoping soon the hurt will decrease
.
Love you sweetie
Darling Angel son
xxxxxx
Friday 26th January
.
There is so much pain and sorrow in the here and now; today
Because there was so much love and happiness in all our yesterdays
And tomorrow will bring tears and laughter with those memories
So grateful for those moments, and to recall them easily
You gave plenty to remember in the adventures that we shared
A precious son, a rich life, and simply loved beyond compare
.
My darling Angel
xxxxxx
Porthmeor Beach
The harbour
Smeaton’s Pier, with the Towans beyond
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 