Category Archives: Special needs

Going

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Thursday 16th November

    

Saying that last goodbye hurt so much

But there’s nothing worse than knowing

I’ll never again hear you say “Hello”

As off to heaven you were going

  

Miss you my Angel

Precious son

Now you’ll be

Forever young

xxxxxx

Wintery skies over Porthmeor Beach

No-one walking along the sand this afternoon

Calm waters in the harbour

Equine

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Wednesday 15th November

    

Your precious light will always shine

As your heart beats along with mine

Forming a treasured love, so divine

I’m constantly looking for a sign

To continue with your storyline

Being a lover of all things equine

Galloping quietly in the moonshine

  

Missing you

Love you more

My beautiful Angel

We all adore

xxxxxx

A grey harbour this afternoon

A painting of Frank and Warrior

On a hack through the lanes of the New Forest

Such a beautiful looking animal

Grey sky

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Tuesday 14th November

   

Such a grey sky

Monochrome afternoon

Bare-branched trees

With leaves all strewn

Across the green grass

A golden festoon

  

Need some sun

To chase clouds away

Bring a smile back

Fears to allay

A lightness of being

An autumnal display

  

Recalling memories

Daily thoughts employ

As seasons change

So much to enjoy

Wish you were here

My sweet, darling boy

 

Missing you every day

Love you forever

Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx

Dark moody clouds when we visited you today. (Then I saw a little face, just below the centre of the picture……..)

  

Life

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Monday 13th November

    

Life does goes on

But it’s not the same

I can’t move on

As I call your name

I try to carry on

But grief overcame

Your memory lives on

Like a hall of fame

  

Love you poppet

Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx


The black cat visited​ us today when we came to see you


Late afternoon, autumnal sunshine

In the wind

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Sunday 12th November

    

Your voice is in the wind

Carried over the ocean

Whispering words of love

Filled with joy and devotion

  

I stop to listen carefully

Shuddering with emotion

If I stand and close my eyes

I can see you in slow motion

  

Dipping and diving over the surf

I’m sadly struck by the notion

My dearest, darling Angel son

My heart is irreparably broken

  

Thinking of you always

Loving you forever

xxxxxx

White horses and choppy waves hitting Man’s Head

Blue skies and blustery winds

A little less windy in the harbour

Surf rolling towards Porthminster Beach

Photos

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Saturday 11th November

   

Finding these photos

Did make me smile

Even if it was just

For a little while

  

The look on your face

Filled with pleasure

Such happy days

My precious treasure

  

Laughing and joking

About simple things

Now you’re an Angel

Flying with wings

  

And I miss you so much

I miss you so much it hurts

Love you sweetheart

xxxxxx

Pandora Inn, Restronguet Creek, 2006

You were twenty-one and full of mischief

Always having a good old laugh

With wings

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Friday 10th November

    

With wings he flies

Through heavenly skies

  

I wake each sunrise

With tear-filled eyes

  

My heart still cries

For the last good-byes.

  

Sweetheart Angel

Precious son

xxxxxx

A chilly harbour at low tide


A few walkers with their dogs


Harbour fishing boats and small craft

Different now

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Thursday 9th November

    

Everything is different now

I miss you being around

Your voice, your laughter

Such a joyful, happy sound

  

Everything is different now

I miss you being around

Your antics, your routines

Such delight would abound

  

Everything is different now

I miss you being around

Your smile, your character

Precious love would surround

  

Everything is different now

I miss you being around

Your books, your music

Now you’re nowhere to be found

   

Love you my darling

Beloved Angel son

xxxxxx


Wispy clouds overhead when we were visiting you this afternoon

I talk to you

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Wednesday 8th November

    

I talk to you

I talk with you

I talk about you

  

I did

I do

I will

  

Then, as now

Nothing changes

Not ever

   

Although you’ve gone

Your memory lives on

My Angel son

xxxxxx



Driving home from Exeter

Cookworthy Knapp ~ on the approach to Cornwall ~ a copse of 140 beech trees

End of Year Four

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Tuesday 7th November

   

A drive up to Exeter early this morning, (in the lashing rain, with appointments at two hospitals, for my end of Year Four check ups), had me feeling rather anxious ~ scanxiety setting in……

I was diagnosed with metastatic malignant melanoma in 2013, and am on the Combi-Ad clinical drugs trial. It is an adjuvant therapy, combining two drugs to  (hopefully) stop the further spread of cancer.

First stop dermatology, for a full body skin check, (my unexpected excision a month ago came back as a benign melanocytic naevus). Both the trainee and consultant dermatologist agreed there was nothing unusual or suspicious to be seen. All is fine.

Second stop is to see my cancer trials nurse who takes vials of blood, and checks my blood pressure (a little too high, I think), temperature (ok), weight (too high, I think), and pulse (ok). I then fill out a “Quality of Life” survey. All is (mostly) fine.

Off down the corridor to medical imaging for a CT scan. Ouchy ouch, the radioactive contrast fluid was painful as it entered my vein. Hmmmmm, not too impressed ~ it has never hurt like it did today. Oh well. All is (now) fine.

Final stop is to see my oncologist, for another full body check. He has had a quick look at the scan, and can see nothing alarming, although he says I must wait for the full report from the radiologist. So all is fine. 

Another set of appointments are made for six months hence.

So there we are.

I just wish your treatment had proved successful. I wish that everyday. I am so sorry you had to suffer. I’m so sorry you didn’t make it. I’m so sorry.

My darling Angel son.

Thinking of you.

Love you forever.

xxxxxx