| Location | Biggin Hill Kent |
| Age | 13 years |
| Date of Birth | 10/1991 |
| Date of Death | 5/2005 |
| Visitors | 6,363 since 03/06/2007 |
| Creator |
our beautiful baby boy was born on 1st october 1991, at 5.25am weighing in at a fine 7LB 11oz
healthy and bright, at 6 weeks old you got a cold and and soon after was diagnosed with asthma, it
was never a major problem just always remembering to have your puffers with us. whenever you got a
cold it would go stright to your chest, but it never seemed to be a big deal in your life, as you
got older and started school, you ran around the playground with the other boys, when you were out
playing at home i was always nagging you to put a jumper on or zip your coat up, but you would
complain that it was hard to ride your bike or play football with a coat on.at 11 you started
secondary school, you loved your smart blazer and tie and took great pride in looking smart,and boy
did you look amazing! we were sooo proud of you. as you were getting older your asthma was a very
small part of your life, you joined the local football team as goalie, going to practice in all
weathers and never missing a match, just me being a pain saying 'have you got your puffer'
as you ran out of the door, yelling 'am going to the park for a kick about'
the day that changed our lives started as any other, dad was cutting the grass, i went to get my
nails done, you were watching the football on tv, at 8pm you said your chest was hurting, at 8.30
dad said he would take you to casulty, once there you saw the doctor, he gave you go on the
nebuliser, then you had to sit in reception for an hour to make sure all was ok, you wanted a coke
from the machine but dad didnt have any money on him, so you sulked, you got bored and wanted to
come home, at last the doctor said you could leave, so you got home at midnight and went up to bed,
at 1am you came into our room and said you felt strange, we went into your room and put you on the
nebuliser, you seemed fine and we went back to bed, about 15 minutes later you came in , could
barely stand, you said you it hurt, i put my arm around you, you were sweating i said come into your
bed, dad will get dressed and take you back to hospital, you collapsed in my arms, and our world
fell apart, i screamed, dad came running in, he did mouth to mouth on you for half an hour while the
ambulance came then they worked on you, i was in a blind panic, i phoned nanny and uncle chris, they
all came over, then dad went with you in the ambulance, i went with tiffany and auntie natalie, at
3am on the 1st may 2005 the doctor came in and told us you had gone, i screamed couldnt take it in,
this wasnt happening, but it was real, horribly real, our family had changed forever.
we miss you so much honey mum xxx
Thinking of you.XXX
When God calls little children
to dwell with him above,
We mortals sometime question
the wisdom of his love
For no heartache compares with
the death of one small child
Who does so much to make our world,
seem wonderful and mild
Perhaps God tires of calling
the aged to his fold,
So He picks a rosebud,
before he can grow old.
God knows how much we need them,
and so he takes but a few
To make the land of Heaven
more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult still
somehow we must try,
The saddest word mankind knows will always be 'Goodbye.'
So when a little child departs
we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
Angels are hard to find.
-Unknown
The Gift of Memory
One gift, above all others
God gives to us to treasure
One that knows no time, no place
And one gold cannot measure
The precious, poignant tender gift
Of Memory...that will keep
Of dear ones ever in our hearts
Although God gives them sleep
It brings back long remembered things
A song, a word, a smile
And the world's a better place
...because
We had them for awhile!
S.A.N.D.S hymn
Hymn Fleetingly known, yet ever remembered
to the tune 'Morning has Broken'
Fleetingly known, yet ever remembered
These are our children, now and always:
These whom we see not, we will forget not,
Morning and evenings, all of our days.
Lives that touched our lives, tenderly, briefly,
Now in the one light living always.
Named in our hearts now, safe from all harm now,
We will remember, all of our days.
As we recall them, silently name them,
Open our hearts, Lord, now and always:
Grant to us, grieving, love for the living:
Strength for each other, all of our days.
Safe in your peace, Lord, hold these our children,
Grace, light and laughter, grant them each day:
Cherish and hold them, till we may know them,
When to your glory we find our way.
Thinking of you Julie.XXX
I am wearing a pair of shoes.
They are ugly shoes.
Uncomfortable shoes.
I hate my shoes.
Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.
Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.
Yet, I continue to wear them.
I get funny looks wearing these shoes.
They are looks of sympathy.
I can tell in other's eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not
theirs.
They never talk about my shoes.
To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable.
To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them.
But, once you put them on, you can never take them off.
I now realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes.
There are many pairs in this world.
Some women are like me and ache daily as they try to walk in them.
Some have learned how to walk in them so that they don't hurt quite so
much.
Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go by before they think
about how much they hurt.
No woman deserves to wear these shoes.
Yet, because of these shoes I am a stronger woman.
These shoes have given me the strength to face anything.
They have made me who I am.
I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.
Thinking of you.XXX
Ask My Mum How Is She
My Mum, she tells a lot of lies
She never did before.
From now until the day she dies.
She'll tell a whole lot more.
She used to tell the truth, a lot
But now it doesn't matter.
I died and went to heaven,
Her life is all a-shatter.
Ask my Mum how is she.
She'll say, 'Yes, I'm fine!'
She wants to beg 'Please help me.
I can't find that boy of mine!'
Ask my Mum, how is she,
She'll say, 'I'm alright.'
If that's the truth then tell me,
Why does she cry each night?
Ask my Mum, how is she,
She seems to cope so well.
She didn't have a choice, you see,
Nor the strength to yell.
You think you know the feeling,
But this cannot be.
For even though you loved me,
You didn't love as much as she.
She will smile and tell you,
'It's o.k. God has a plan.'
But she will turn away and cry
'Cause she just can't understand.
Tell a joke and she will laugh,
But she is not o.k.
She wants to share the joke with me,
But it will not be today.
I watch from here, in Heaven.
Her distress disturbs my peace.
Will someone please take care of her,
And thus take care of me?
'Some day you will feel better.'
'Yes I will.' she lies.
She knows this will not happen,
Until the day she dies.
'I was so lucky!
I had him all those years!'
(They passed in a minute,
I shed so many tears.)
Ask my Mum how is she,
She'll say, 'Thank you. Good.'
She cannot tell you how she feels.
Oh, how I wish she could.
Ask my Mum how is she,
'I'm fine, I'm well, I'm coping.'
For God's sake, Mum, just tell the truth
Just say your heart is broken.
Ask my Mum how is she,
'I'm well, I'm good. And you?'
I'll shake my head in Heaven.
It simply isn't true.
She'll love me all her life.
I loved her all of mine.
But if you ask how is she,
She'll lie and say she's fine.
Her carnival is over.
She's stepped off the carousel.
But, to save you feeling badly,
She'll say, 'Thanks, all is well.'
My Mum, she's not gone mad, yet.
But, oh so very nearly.
Don't ask my Mum how is she,
Ask how is she, really.
I am here in Heaven.
I cannot hug from here.
If she lies to you, don't listen.
Hug her, hold her near.
On the day we meet again,
We'll smile and I'll be bold.
I'll say, 'You're lucky to get in here, Mum,
With all the lies you told!'
Miss you
James, have left you a candle but wanted to leave you a longer note, i miss you so much and times are hard and i need to here.
Your mum and i get along reli well and i find that she is one of the only people i can talk to about you
So many miss you james , cant wait to see you again
love you and miss our old cops and robbers games
love suzanne x x x x x x x xx xx
Hi, James we all still miss you so much. Its so weird not seeing you at school anymore or walking part way home with you.
We all miss your jokes and funny faces. And miss your great smile. Its really quiet with out you here. We will never forget you. I know you are still here keeping an eye on us but it feels like you so far away.
love
Carys
Hey chickabee=)
Hey chickabee,
Still seems werid without seeing yooh. I know you here though looking out for everyone.
I think about the laughs we had..you were soo quiet then al of a sudden you'll make me cry with laughter.
Just thought if let you know that me and suzie are planning on putting you in the yearbook soon..=)
I miss you lots.
I used to be frightned of dying, but now im not purely because of you because i know that whatever happens youll be their.
Love yooh hunibunch!
xxxxxxxx hugs and kisses xxxxxxx
To a dear friend we love and miss you forever
James , You were one of my closest bestest mates and loosing you has taking a piece of my heart but although you are gone i know you are still with me for the rest of my life. I have memories and photos which i keep dear and close to me. James i miss and love you soo much
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