IWe all have weeks that we wish we could forget, all have days that make us feel that life is truly a b**** but I feel that I need to say a few words about the past two weeks in my household.
A neighbour and friend that our family has known since we moved to the area died unexpectedly over the bank holiday weekend, She battled with mental health problems and like everyone had good and bad days, but I can put my hand on my heart and say if ever any member of my family or I needed something, she would try her very hardest to help. She had strong Christian views and I know that she is now watching over her family with love and admiration.
The family have pulled together and are coping with the nightmare of arranging funerals etc together. I know that Mum and Dad are proud of them all, but especially Jessie. I am not sure I could be so practical if I were in the same situation. I will not be able to attend the funeral on Friday, but I shall try to wear something pink at work. My thoughts are with you all, I just wish I could say something magical that could take the pain away.
Mum and Dad went to B&Q on Wednesday and the supermarket trolley jammed against the raised kerbs in the gardening section, Dad ended up falling over and the plants that were in the trolley tried to learn to fly. Dad is feeling rather sore but also upset as the staff in the shop told Mum that it had happened before. Heaven help them if Mum writes them a letter. What is it that Dad says she is a pitbull and I agree.
Then on Thursday I lost my best friend, my confidant, my teacher, my Princess. Phoenix my beloved boy passed away. I cannot explain what he meant to me
I shall always be thankful to him, my precious man taught me to have confidence in myself, to understand the meaning of true love and trust. He made me fall in love with horses all over again and taught me so much. When Dad became ill I walked to see him and the others every day, I would tell him all my fears and he would rest his head on my shoulder. He would walk with me, no need for a lead rope we just became part of each other and now part of my heart has died and will never recover. I will always miss you my handsome boy, I could never replace you and I know that you are now happy and free galloping around in the field of dreams. I will see you again one day until then you will stay in my heart
RIP my special boy. I love you and thank you for sharing my life
A neighbour and friend that our family has known since we moved to the area died unexpectedly over the bank holiday weekend, She battled with mental health problems and like everyone had good and bad days, but I can put my hand on my heart and say if ever any member of my family or I needed something, she would try her very hardest to help. She had strong Christian views and I know that she is now watching over her family with love and admiration.
The family have pulled together and are coping with the nightmare of arranging funerals etc together. I know that Mum and Dad are proud of them all, but especially Jessie. I am not sure I could be so practical if I were in the same situation. I will not be able to attend the funeral on Friday, but I shall try to wear something pink at work. My thoughts are with you all, I just wish I could say something magical that could take the pain away.
Mum and Dad went to B&Q on Wednesday and the supermarket trolley jammed against the raised kerbs in the gardening section, Dad ended up falling over and the plants that were in the trolley tried to learn to fly. Dad is feeling rather sore but also upset as the staff in the shop told Mum that it had happened before. Heaven help them if Mum writes them a letter. What is it that Dad says she is a pitbull and I agree.
Then on Thursday I lost my best friend, my confidant, my teacher, my Princess. Phoenix my beloved boy passed away. I cannot explain what he meant to me
I shall always be thankful to him, my precious man taught me to have confidence in myself, to understand the meaning of true love and trust. He made me fall in love with horses all over again and taught me so much. When Dad became ill I walked to see him and the others every day, I would tell him all my fears and he would rest his head on my shoulder. He would walk with me, no need for a lead rope we just became part of each other and now part of my heart has died and will never recover. I will always miss you my handsome boy, I could never replace you and I know that you are now happy and free galloping around in the field of dreams. I will see you again one day until then you will stay in my heart
RIP my special boy. I love you and thank you for sharing my life