| Location | Wiltshire |
| Age | 25 years |
| Date of Birth | 09/03/1981 |
| Date of Death | 31/05/2006 |
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PLEASE READ: 28th July 2011
Thank you so much to all who have continued to remember Alex during my absence over the last few days, you are very kind and I appreciate all you do. We are getting ready to move out of our house which has been our family home for the last thirty years. The packing and sorting out of cupboards, drawers and wardrobes has been a very sad and painful time for us all and it has been difficult to come onto the site.
I will also be going away on Saturday 30th July for three weeks to see my sister in the States. The trip has been planned for months and unfortunately I will be leaving my son and husband to manage the move next week.
Love Hazel xxxx
Remembering Alex with love ~ thank you to A Williamson β₯
for this beautiful poem ~
I dance the length of the rainbow, mother
Through the mists of morning dew
And the sun rises and lifts his cap
At the boy who danced for you
I dance among the buttercups, mother
As they gently move and sway
Each of them bow low their heads
At the boy who is on his way
I dance over the hills, mother
And never am I alone
A chorus of heavenly voices sing
To the boy who is going home
I dance as light as the breeze, mother
The stars follow all I do
I dance for hope and joy and love
But, always, I dance for you.
Shine bright and twinkle and dance amongst the stars until we meet again sweetheart.
With love always ~ mums xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
*β’.ΒΈ β₯ β₯ ΒΈ.β’*Β΄ Thank you to everyone for all your support and for all the beautiful candles, tributes, messages and gifts ~ you are very special people and I appreciate all you do ~ bless each and every one of you. *β’.ΒΈ β₯ β₯ ΒΈ.β’*
Watch me Mum, I'm flying,
A supersonic waif,
Meet me on the astral plain,
I promise you, I'm safe.
Written by Jane ~ aka (FB β₯) and Jess' mum xxxxx
Alex my precious son ~ forever in my heart β₯ love mums xxxx
Alex was my youngest son, and his death has left the greatest pain in my heart that will always be with me. For most of the time he was a joy to be with and I miss his presence, his humour, his sparkling personality and all the things that made him what he was. He was such a talented, gentle and sensitive person, and I am very proud of him ~ I have the greatest respect for his courage, tenacity and determination especially when he was in such a lot of pain. Thankfully we are blessed with so many lovely memories of happier times. We still expect him to walk into the room and would give anything to hear the swish of his jeans as he moves about, or the constant thud of clubs and juggling balls landing on the floor. He is greatly missed - more than he will ever know and I continue to struggle to come to terms with his death, four years on.
Alex was born on the 9 March 1981 and died when he was 25. He lived with us after his relationship ended with his long-term girlfriend. He found it hard to deal with as they were together for several years. He then had an accident which resulted in him undergoing major spinal surgery where he had to have titanium rods bolted to his spine. He also broke his left shoulder and endured a lot of pain and distress for two years prior to his death.
He went missing on the 31st May 06 after a hospital appointment and we never saw him again. After a massive search, Alex was found dead on the 9th June at a local beauty spot. We were devastated to find out he had taken his own life. We never had the chance to say goodbye properly because the coroner wouldn't allow us to see him.
He originally trained as a circus performer and dancer, and we travelled all over the UK to watch him perform. He also loved to juggle and his greatest ambition was to be able to juggle more than eight balls at a time. Although he recovered from his surgery he was left with reduced mobility in his shoulder and back which was devastating for him as he could no longer do all the things that he loved. He leaves behind an older brother Marc, his younger sister Phoebe, his gran and an aunty who lives in the USA. He also loved Snoopy and we have a large collection of memorabilia that he amassed over the years!
My biggest distress comes from thinking about what was going through his mind, as he was on his own at the end. My husband and I adored him and caring for him was a large part of our daily routine, especially in the last two years of his life. We shared so much of his pain and anguish and tried to make things as easy as possible for him. If only I'd taken him for his appointment - but he was trying to regain his independence so I let him go on his own. He 'phoned his dad twice to have a chat when he was on his way to the hospital - my husband says he was happy and upbeat. The consultant he saw also said the same. Little did we know what was to follow.
I still cry every day at the thought of never seeing him again and long to hug and kiss him. The pain is unbearable at times. I love you more than you will ever know sweetheart. Alex - my beautiful son, you will remain forever in my heart - until we meet again.
I will always remember ~
Listening to ~ Beautiful South, The Lightening Seeds, Wet Wet Wet, Eels, UB40, Scissors Sisters, Savage Garden, The Beatles, The Righteous Brothers, Queen, Blur, Stereophonics, Crowded House, Robbie Williams, Darkness, Jools Holland, Rod Stewart and many many more ~
Going to ~ France, Cesseras, Alton Towers, Chessington Zoo, live concerts, Athens, The Parthenon, Malaga, Turkey, Glastonbury, Bath, Bristol, Reading, Oxford, London, The Place Theatre, The Mediterranean on the Oriana, Sailing out of Southampton with the band playing 'We are Sailing', you going to the School Ball, how handsome you looked ~
Watching you ~ at Circomedia, Juggling with Phoebe in Marlborough Forest and in the garden, Swindon Youth Dance Team, The Wyvern Theatre, The Random Dance Company, the school performance where you juggled knives over the science teacher (hahaha) sleeping, dancing on your tip toes, dancing at Matthew's wedding to Oops up side your head ........
Watching films/plays with you/playing games ~ The Shawshank Redemption, Strictly Ballroom, Jaws, Pulp Fiction, Grease, Dirty Dancing ~ Monopoly, Ludo, Boggle (you always won), Trivial Pursuit, Pictionary, Mouse Trap, Snakes and Ladders, Uno .........
And all your funny little ways ~ making cups of tea, stirring the sugar 21 times, leaving notes for us all over the house, telling us how to set the video, how to pack all the glasses back into their rightful place in the cupboard, resetting the wireless network, adding songs to my ipod ~ the list is endless sweetheart and I miss each and everyone of them.
My dearest Alex, I send you lots of hugs, kisses and peaceful thoughts and hope that you are happy and safe wherever you are ~ love you forever, missing you always ~ Mums xxxx
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ΖΖ¦IΖ€S IΖΖ¬Ζ ΖIΖΣΖ¬,
ΖΖ²Ζ¬ ΖΤΌΖ²Ζ¬ΖΣΠS Ζ Ζ ΖΖΖ¦ΖΖΠSS
ΖΤΌΖSΖ€ ΖΖ Ζ¬ ΣΠΖ¦ ΖIΖΖS
ΖΖ Ζ¦ ΖΖIΖ¦Ζ³ Ζ Ζ ΤΌIΖΣΖ¬ΖΠSS
ΖΤΌIΠS Ζ²Ζ€Ζ Ζ ΖΖ¦ΠΖMS
~ S.K Lindeman ~
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ββββββββββ♥With Love♥βββββββββ
♥.ΰ³ΰ³ Memories Of You. ΰ³α¦ΰ³.♥
Memories of you...
Will stay in my heart forever,
Memories of you...
I will always treasure.
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Memories of you...
make me feel warm inside,
Memories of you...
are the love I cannot hide.
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Memories of you...
help me through the day,
Memories of you...
will never fade away.
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Memories of you...
are beautiful and dear,
They seem to grow still brighter
with every passing year.
Precious words by Sophia Parker
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THINKING OF YOU
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There is a home that lies beyond
and past its golden door
awaits the one who's now away
not lost-just gone before
and in the home that lies beyond
the Master will prepare
a place for you, and when He calls
you'll meet your loved one there
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if I listen really close
in the silence of the night
i hear your voice to comfort me
and say that you're alright
but it's often hard to understand
why certain things must be
and the reasons why they happen
are so often hard to see
but I find comfort in the knowledge
that God is always there
to keep the one I loved so much
forever in His care
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Love always Edwina & Colin xx
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Where Magic Lives
Where magic lives, the stars are bright,
Dotting velvet skies each night;
Twinkling canopy always gives,
Up there is where the magic lives.
Where magic lives, sweet children play;
They laugh and sing and play all day,
Minds like sponges, hearts like sieves;
Where children are, the magic lives.
Where magic lives, birds always sing,
There’s just one season, that is Spring;
When one is slighted, one forgives,
No troubled hearts where magic lives.
Where magic lives, God sits on high,
Waiting in sweet by-and-by;
God never takes; He only gives,
From heaven, where the magic lives.
Copyright (C) 2006 by Tracy R. Cardinet
~~~~~TO A PRECIOUS ANGEL~~~~~
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ΰ³α¦♥α¦ΰ³♥ Angel of the Heart ♥ΰ³α¦♥α¦ΰ³
When you hear an Angel softly whisper to you,
In the light of the day,or the darkness of the night,
When you feel the presence of an Angel caress you,
And see their beautiful wings spread in graceful flight.
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When something inside you makes you smile,
Or you feel a warmth suddenly wash over your heart,
When your dreams are beautiful and include an Angel,
As you lay with your pillow,in the dark.
βΰ³α¦♥α¦ΰ³ββ
When you're alone and everything is quiet around you,
Yet you can hear the sweetest lullaby being sung,
When waking up in the morning,and troubles feel lighter,
From speaking with an Angel,before a new day has begun.
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Then you know I am the Angel who you can feel and hear,
Your special Angel from Heaven who will always be so near,
I am no longer able to be here in body,but I'm with you every day,
As my loving heart, my soul,and my Spirit, will never be far away.
Written by Pamela Hall.
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~xx~with love always Gael.~xx~
With Love xxx
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Love Shines Through
Like a shadow in the moonlight
Like the whisper of the seas
Like the echoes of a melody
Just beyond our reach
In the shadow of our sorrow
Past the whisper of goodbye
Love shines through eternity
A heartbeat from our eye
~ By Catherine Turner ~
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Tributes For Week Commencing 30th January 2012
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FOR MONDAY
Our thoughts are ever with you
Though you have passed away.
And those who loved you dearly
Are thinking of you today.
♥
FOR TUESDAY
Everyday in some small way
Memories of you come our way.
Though absent, you are always near
Still missed, loved and always dear.
♥
FOR WEDNESDAY
No farewell words were spoken,
No time to say goodbye,
You were gone before we knew it,
And only God can tell us why.
♥
FOR THURSDAY
We can't have old days back
When we were all together.
But secret tears and loving thoughts
Will be with us forever.
♥
FOR FRIDAY
Love Lives On
Those we love
Are never really lost to us –
We feel them
In so many special ways-
Through friends
They always cared about
And dreams they left behind,
In beauty that they added to our days...
In words of wisdom we still carry with us
And memories that never will be gone...
Those we love are never really lost to us -
For everywhere their special love lives on.
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FOR SATURDAY
If Roses Grow in Heaven
If roses grow in Heaven Lord
Please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my loved ones arms
and tell them they're from me.
Tell them I love and miss them,
And when they turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon their cheeks
And hold them for a while.
Because remembering them is easy,
I do it everyday,
But there is an ache within my heart
That will never go away.
♥
FOR SUNDAY
Still With Us
Do not stand by my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am a diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft star shine at night.
Do not stand by my grave and cry.
I am not there...I DID NOT DIE.
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THE BROKEN HEART FEELS PAIN
I have always thought that a Broken heart
Was just a figure of speech
That the heart doesn’t truly break,
It’s just the words we speak.
And then my loved one went away,
Up to the Heaven’s to stay
I found that heartbreak was no lie,
My heart truly felt the pain!
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As I gaze at the stars tonight
I dream of you
And the times gone by
The sparkle of the stars
Reflect my tears
The distance between us
Seems so far
Tonight I’ll search
Through all the stars
Until I find you
Shining so bright
Copyright© Leza 28.1.2012
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