| Location | Leven |
| Age | 17 years |
| Cause of Death | Road Traffic Collision |
| Date of Birth | 23/10/1986 |
| Date of Death | 11/09/2004 |
| Visitors | 3,320 since 27/05/2008 |
| Creator |
Thomas lived with me, he has 1 sister, 1 brother, 2 nephews and 1 neice.
Thomas died as a result of a car accident.
Thomas could be a stroppy teenagers (same as them all), but he also had a sensitive side, he was very popular with the girls (the phone never stopped) he was (and still is) loved and missed by all the family.
Thomas was my baby, losing him tore my heart apart and has changed the lives of a lot of people, it has left a big hole, not just Thomas himself but also the children he would have had.
Theres a land that I heard of ...
Once in a lullaby.
Just Like the twister in the Wizard of OZ
The nightmare came and tore my world apart...
So this long and lonely journey called grief
...has left me with a broken heart.
Dorothys journey continued over the rainbow...
So has my childs...just a little past beyond...
The Wizard of Oz and grief have so much in common...
And so the story and my journey continue on...
Somedays this journey seems long and winding
Just like the Yellow Brick Road,
Sometimes I feel I have lost my way...
And feel like I'm carrying such a heavy load.
Just Like Dorothy met the Scarecrow...the Cowardly Lion..
and the Tin Man... as she went along her way...
I too have met many compassionate people along my way..
But I have also lost just as many who shyed away.
Just like the Scarecrow wanted a brain...
I think I could use a bigger one too...
To hold my memories of sweet yesterdays...
And remember everything he used to do.
Just like the Tin Man wanted a heart...
I think I could use a new one too...
As mine is broken in a million pieces...
Somedays I just dont know what to do.
Like the Cowardly Lion who wanted some courage
I too want some courage....to help me climb this hill...
To help me keep moving through this world of grief
When the whole world seems to be standing still.
When the poppy flowers made Dorothy tired...
The Scarecrow was going to pull her along...
I too need friends to be by my side...
To listen and help me be strong.
If only this story was true
And my child could click his shoes three times or four..
And say theres no place like home...
And he would be back in my arms once more.
If only I could also wake up from this bad dream
And go back in time...
And have my child here once more...
And leave this thing called grief behind.
But since life is not a fairy tale...
And my wishes cannot come true,
We will remember him and all that he was
My beautiful child...I will always love you.
Yes, my child is somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high...
In a place that I heard of...
Once in a lullaby
Author unknown
~xxx~
The Reaper and the flowers
There is a Reaper, whose name is Death,
And, with his sickle keen,
He reaps the bearded grain at a breath,
And the flowers that grow between.
"Shall I have naught that is fair?" saith he;
"Have naught but the bearded grain?
Though the breath of these flowers is sweet to me,
I will give them all back again."
He gazed at the flowers with tearful eyes,
He kissed their drooping leaves;
It was for the Lord of Paradise
He bound them in his sheaves.
"My Lord has need of these flowerets gay,"
The Reaper said, and smiled;
"Dear tokens of the earth are they,
Where he was once a child.
"They shall all bloom in fields of light,
Transplanted by my care,
And saints, upon their garments white,
These sacred blossoms wear."
And the mother gave, in tears and pain,
The flowers she most did love;
She knew she should find them all again
In the fields of light above.
O, not in cruelty, not in wrath,
The Reaper came that day;
'T was an angel visited the green earth,
And took the flowers away.
Poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Music speaks of Platonic truth - the ideal river rather than the polluted reality, love as we dream it rather than we experience it, grief noble and uplifting rather than our distracted weeping. It is necessary to our survival and our sanity.
~Pam Brown~
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Tributes for Week Commencing 24th January
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--’C(’’ ♥’’)-----( ’o’, )…….Angels
-----’’J(’’ ♥’’)--.()♥ ()………..Are
-----------’R’’---(_)-(_)…………Precious
FOR MONDAY
ღBest and most beautiful
ღThings in the world cannot
ღBe seen or even touched.
ღThey must be felt with the heart.
FOR TUESDAY
ღGone yet not forgotten,
ღAlthough we are apart,
ღYour spirit lives within me,
ღForever in my heart.
FOR WEDNESDAY
ღA gift for such a little while,
ღYour loss just seems so wrong,
ღYou should not have left before us,
ღIt’s with loved ones you belong.
FOR THURSDAY
ღPerhaps they are not
ღStars in the sky,
ღBut rather openings
ღWhere our loved ones shine down
ღTo let us know they are happy.
FOR FRIDAY
ღ The Watcher ღ
They always leaned to watch for us
Anxious if we were late,
In winter by the window,
In summer by the gate.
And though we mocked them tenderly
Who had such foolish care,
The long way home would seem more safe,
Because they waited there.
Their thoughts were all so full of us,
They never could forget,
And so I think that where they are
They must be watching yet.
Waiting ‘til we come home to them
Anxious if we are late
Watching from Heaven’s window
Leaning from Heaven’s gate.
FOR SATURDAY
ღ As We Look Back ღ
As we look back over time
We find ourselves wondering .....
Did we remember to thank you enough
For all you have done for us?
For all the times you were by our sides
To help and support us .....
To celebrate our successes
To understand our problems
And accept our defeats?
Or for teaching us by your example,
The value of hard work, good judgement,
Courage and integrity?
We wonder if we ever thanked you
For the sacrifices you made.
To let us have the very best?
And for the simple things
Like laughter, smiles and times we shared?
If we have forgotten to show our
Gratitude enough for all the things you did,
We're thanking you now.
And we are hoping you knew all along,
How much you meant to us.
FOR SUNDAY
ღ To Those Whom I Love and Those Who Love Me ღ
When I am gone, release me, let me go
I have so many things to see and do
You must not tie yourself to me with tears
Be happy that I have had so many years
I gave you my love, you can only guess
How much you gave me in happiness
I think you for the love each have shown
But now it is time I travelled on alone
So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must
Then let your grief be comforted by trust
It is only for a while that we must part
So bless the memories in your heart
I will not be far away, for life goes on
So if you need me, call and I will come
Though you can not see or touch me, I will be near
And if you listen with your heart, you will hear
All of my love around you soft and clear
Then, when you must come this way alone
I will greet you with a smile and a
"Welcome Home"
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……………..Thoughts Today, Memories Forever
……………Angela Christopher’s Very Proud Mum
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If I Knew
If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
And pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time
That I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
And call you back for one more.
If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
So I could play them back day after day.
If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute
To stop and say "I love you,"
Instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.
If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
So I can let just this one slip away.
For surely there's always tomorrow
To make up for an oversight,
And we always get a second chance
To make everything just right.
There will always be another day
To say "I love you,"
And certainly there's another chance
To say our "Anything I can do?"
But just in case I might be wrong,
And today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
And I hope we never forget.
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
Young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
You get to hold your loved one tight.
So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
Why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
You'll surely regret the day,
That you didn't take that extra time
For a smile, a hug, or a kiss
And you were too busy to grant someone,
What turned out to be their one last wish.
So hold your loved ones close today,
And whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
And that you'll always hold them dear
Take time to say "I'm sorry,"
"Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay."
And if tomorrow never comes,
You'll have no regrets about today.
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...........Thoughts Today, Memories Forever
.....….Angela Christopher’s Very Proud Mum
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Nations, like stars, are entitled to eclipse. All is well, provided the light returns and the eclipse does not become endless night. Dawn and resurrection are synonymous. The reappearance of the light is the same as the survival of the soul.
(Victor Hugo (1802-1885)
~xxx~
MERRY CHRISTMAS
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..............*Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ*........Night
..........*Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ*.......Sweet
........*Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ̵̨̄**Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ*..........Dreams
......*Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ*..........Special
...*Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄ƷƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ*........Angels
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☆ At Christmas Time ☆
Remember they are still with us,
We see their faces every day,
When we raise our Christmas glasses,
They are not too far away.
Though they're not here in body,
Their spirit is still here,
And as long as we remember this,
They always will be near.
Copyright© Ingrid Aspey 2010
Merry Christmas Angel Love Sara xxx
'Flight of the Snow Angels.'
Beneath sunny kisses
They take to the air
And vanish like the child
That once left them there.
Like a dark bird time sweeps over the hills
And takes the winged prints from snow covered fields
Back to the far north where all angels go
That ever was made by a child in the snow.
~xxx~
Sending extra love to you and mum at this difficult time of year.~x~
Hello
Hey Thomas,
You don't know me, but your Mum talks about you all the time. If you see Billy Black up there. Can you just make sure he is ok? He'll be flying with the butterflies and if you do see him, the next time you are speaking to your Mum, please give her a wee message. Then I can pass it on to Billy's Mum & Dad. Thank you. Laura. xxx
"Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts; not amid joy."
(Sir Arthur Helps)
~xxx~
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