Scratch the surface

I think someone should invent a cable that goes from your brain to your blog... it's always when I'm trying to go to sleep that I think of things I wouldn't mind sharing with you here on our blog. But I'm not going to get out of bed... and by the time morning comes there are so many "practical" things to do that there's no time for all this reflective stuff...

My small one

To Jack - a year without you

I hold you in my arms at night
In my memories
I trace your face
Like I did that last time
I escape to my dreams at night
And sometimes you're there

I like that

To dream of you
To see you and feel you
My small one
My missing one
Always your gap aching in my heart

A year has gone by
But not for me - I still hold you

That last time

Mami, 5 December 2009

Remembering Jack

Remembering Jack

Words at his funeral, 7 December 2008

From his grandfather Dennis