Sunday 5th February
It is, without a doubt
The hardest thing to do:
Carrying on living
If your child passes before you.
Missing you sweetie
Precious Angel son
xxxxxx
Feb5
Category Archives: Testicular cancer
Feb4
Happy birthday Hank
Saturday 4th February
Happy birthday to my father
A life well-lived and so fast-paced
He would be eighty five today
Always fun, never straight-laced.
And on World Cancer Day…………
My father ~ Pancreatic Cancer
My son ~ Testicular Cancer
Me ~ Metastatic Malignant Melanoma
Missing you my Angel father Hank
Missing you my Angel son Frank.
xxxxxx
Hank and I. August 2008
Hank and Prince Charles
4.2.1932 – 5.10.2009
Remembering when we were in Scotland and HRH Prince Charles was taken on a two hour, supersonic flying sortie with Hank in a Phantom fighter-bomber. The flight included an air-to-air refuelling exercise with a Victor tanker, taking on 1200 gallons of fuel. They flew as high as 40,000 feet and as low as 1000 feet, making a pass over Balmoral, (reported at the time, as an ‘extrovert flourish’).
Hank and his three children ~ me, my sister and brother ~ early 70’s
Hank and my mum. Receiving the bar to his AFC
Phantoms over Scotland
Feb3
Tears
Friday 3rd February
Tears for my Angel
Tears for the pain
Tears keep falling
‘Til I see you again.
Love you sweetheart
Missing you like crazy
Thinking of you daily
My precious Angel baby.
xxxxxx
Feb2
Looking up
Thursday 2nd February
Looking up to see my Angel
As storm clouds go hurrying by
Just hoping that you’re there
And can see me as you fly.
The wind is blowing briskly
Rustling through swaying trees
Is that your whisper I hear
As twigs snap in the strong breeze?
Squally gusts whipping up waves
Blowing surf across the beach
Are you there darling Angel?
So near, yet just out of reach.
Missing you
Thinking of you
Love you
xxxxxx
Feb1
A little sunshine
Wednesday 1st February
A little sunshine between the showers
Some good betwixt the melancholy
Blue skies amidst the cold and grey
A few smiles among the falling tears
Many memories surrounded by regrets
Silver linings bounded by storms
And…..
Life now, between then and next.
I miss you sweetie
Beloved Angel son
xxxxxx
A sunny harbour just after heavy showers
Blue skies for a while
Sunny Porthmeor Beach
Reaching skyward
Jan31
A different path
Tuesday 31st January
Now I walk a different path
One which wasn’t meant for me
A path that appeared in an instant
When from this life, you were set free.
There is a path parallel to mine
Which you and I together follow
Side by side, we’re still exploring
Not worrying about tomorrow.
I can clearly see this other path
But its route is closed off to me
The only time I can walk with you
Is in an alternate reality.
So forward I go, at my own pace
Carrying you with me in my heart
Making progress, not getting lost
Closer to you, not further apart.
Love you forever
Sweetheart Angel son.
xxxxxx
Jan30
Now forever young
Monday 30th January
Placid baby
Sitting on my knee.
Happy toddler
Such a quick crawler.
Challenging child
Loved it when you smiled.
Book reading boy
Bringing so much joy.
Such a cheeky chap
Overcoming handicap.
A growing lad
Sometimes driving us mad.
Horse riding teenager
Enjoying outdoors and nature.
A well-travelled young man
Having fun was the plan.
Becoming an independent adult
So happy with the result.
Suddenly an Angel
Your passing, so painful.
My dearest darling son
Now forever young.
xxxxxx
Mist and fog create sparking droplets on your roses
Misty and grey today
Steps to the sand
Jan29
Love you
Sunday 29th January
I miss you
But you’re not here
I love you
But you’re in heaven.
I think about you
Makes no difference
I love you
So many memories.
I talk to you
But you don’t reply
I love you
Thirty years of happiness.
I look for you
Never gonna find you
I love you
You’re in my heart.
I listen out for you
But there’s no sound
I love you
My darling son.
I want you here
Not gonna happen.
I love you
My precious Angel.
xxxxxx
Jan28
Walking with the pain
Saturday 28th January
Walking with the pain
Smiling through the heartache
Breathing along with stress
Functioning but close to tears
Traveling with excess baggage
Appearing normal yet crushed
Reminiscing with a heavy heart
Loving you beyond the stars
My precious Angel son
xxxxxx
Sunny Saturday at the harbour
Jan27
Word cloud
Friday 27th January
Angel in the clouds
Flying high above
Looking up to you
We send all our love.
A ‘word cloud’ for you
Precious Angel son
Shaped like a heart
My dearest, darling one.
xxxxxx
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 