Alexander Matthew Adair

1981 - 2006
LocationSwindon
Age25 years
Date of Birth09/03/1981
Date of Death31/05/2006
Visitors36,965 since 19/03/2008
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Alex was born on the 9 March 1981 and died aged 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. 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 he was an amazing juggler. 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 his acrobatics and juggling. He leaves an older brother Marc, a younger
sister Phoebe, his gran and an aunty who lives in the USA. He also loved Snoopy!

Alex was my youngest son, and his death has left a huge pain in my heart that will never be healed.
He was a very talented, gentle person, with a lovely sense of humour and sparkling personality. I am
very proud that he is my son and I have the greatest respect for his courage and tenacity.
Thankfully we are blessed with lots of 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 thud
of clubs and juggling balls landing on the floor. He is greatly missed - more than he will ever know
and I am struggling to come to terms with his death, three years on.

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.

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 send you lots of hugs, kisses and
peaceful thoughts and hope that you are happy wherever you are ~ love Mums xxx




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When you feel a gentle breeze
caress you when you sigh
it's a hug sent from heaven
from a loved one way up high

If a soft and tender raindrop
lands upon your nose
they've added a small kiss
as fragile as a rose

If a song you hear fills you
with a feeling of sweet love
it's a hug sent from heaven
from someone special up above

If you awaken in the morning
to a bluebirds chirping song
its music sent from heaven
to cheer you all day long

If tiny little snowflakes
land upon your face
it's a hug sent from heaven
trimmed with angel lace

Love & BIG (((HUGS))) ~~ Jane...x♥x

Jane Steven Moore Mummy (Friend) September 4, 2008

An Angel's Kiss
This was given to me on the site for my girl and her dad.
wanted to share with you.xxx

We go through life so often
Not stopping to enjoy the day,
And we take each one for granted
As we travel on our way.

We never stop to measure
Anything we just might miss,
But if the wind should blow by softly
You'll feel an Angel's Kiss

A kiss that is sent from Heaven
A kiss from up above,
A kiss that is very special
From someone that you love.

For in your pain and sorrow
An Angel's kiss will help you through,
This kiss is very private
For it is meant for only you.

So when your hearts are heavy
and filled with tears and pain,
and no one can console you
Remember once again...

About the ones you grieve for
Because you sadly miss
And the gentle breeze You took for granted
Was just...An Angel's Kiss

Yvonne Richards Mum (Friend) September 4, 2008

This day will be a celebration
of the short time you were here.
You will always be remembered
with great love and many tears.
But to only feel pain and sorrow
would not be fair to you.
Your life meant so much more to us,
more than words could say.
You were here so briefly,
I wonder if you knew
all the ways you’ve touched
our world and our hearts
and everyone who knew you
since the day God called you home.
Now my child, you’re an angel
with your heavenly Father above,
we see not only what we’ve lost
but our capacity of love.
There will always be a big void
in our life and a hole in our
hearts that will never heal.
Our souls will grieve forever.
Will we forget or stop loving you?
No! Not now…not ever.
As this day is upon us,
oh, how our hearts still hurt.
But even as I mourn your death,
we will always celebrate your birth.
It was the happiest day of our lives.

This Message comes from One Mum To Another Mum!!

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Angela (Christopher-John Rowe) Mum

Marie-Angela Rowe (Close Friend) September 3, 2008

Missing you always - Wendy xoxo

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I Wish I Could See You One More Time
Come Walking Through My Door
But, I Know That Is Impossible
I Will Hear Your Voice No More
I Know You Can Feel My Tears
And You Don’t Want Me To Cry
Yet, My Heart Is Broken
Because I Can’t Understand Why
Someone So Precious Had To Die
I Pray That God Will Give Me Strength
And Somehow Get Me Through
As I Struggle With This Heartache
That Was Caused By Losing You.

Wendy Callister (Aunt) September 3, 2008

GOD BLESS YOU ALEX

GREATLY MISSED
Greatly Missed


A Son's touch, A Son's kiss,
A grieving Mother, You're greatly missed.

An empty house, An empty chair,
A child's love, No longer there.

A broken heart, Tear filled eye,
Another soul to fill the sky.

Many memories in my mind,
Some I laugh, Some I cry.

The times we shared, The things we've done,
Things I miss when I think of you Son.

Realizing that's all I have to hold on to,
Only memories, Of what once was you.

Missing your laugh, I will never again hear.
That is the reality that fills me with so much fear.

No more smile on your face,
No more warmth of your embrace.

The last hug, The last kiss,
The last 'goodbye' leaves me with one last wish...

To have you Son, here today,
Never to leave your Mother this way.

A Son's touch, A Son's kiss,
A grieving Mother, YOU'RE GREATLY MISSED

FROM A CAREING MUM TO A CAREING MUM AND A LOVERLY LADY
GOD BLESS YOU HAZEL XX LOVE CAROL QUINN

Morning Stew Xxx I Love You Xxx (Friend) September 3, 2008

Hi Alex hun,
Sending you our love always Xx
Love to Hazel Xx
Lots of love, Faye, Chris and Memorie XXx

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Faye Memorie'S Mammie (Close Friend) September 3, 2008

love to you all..xxxx paula newton

SAND AND STONE

TWO FRIENDS WERE WALKING
THROUGH THE DESERT

DURING SOME POINT OF THE
JOURNEY, THEY HAD AN
ARGUMENT; AND ONE FRIEND
SLAPPED THE OTHER ONE
IN THE FACE

THE ONE WHO GOT SLAPPED
WAS HURT, BUT WITHOUT
SAYING ANYTHING,
WROTE IN THE SAND

'TODAY MY BEST FRIEND
SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE'

THEY KEPT ON WALKING,
UNTIL THEY FOUND AN OASIS,
WHERE THEY DECIDED
TO TAKE A BATH

THE ONE WHO HAD BEEN
SLAPPED GOT STUCK IN THE
MIRE! AND STARTED DROWNING,
BUT THE FRIEND SAVED HIM.


AFTER HE RECOVERED FROM
THE NEAR DROWNING,
HE WROTE ON A STONE:

'TODAY MY BEST FRIEND
SAVED MY LIFE'

THE FRIEND WHO HAD SLAPPED
AND SAVED HIS BEST FRIEND
ASKED HIM, 'AFTER I HURT YOU,
YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW,
YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?'

THE FRIEND REPLIED
'WHEN SOMEONE HURTS US
WE SHOULD WRITE IT DOWN
IN SAND, WHERE WINDS OF
FORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY.


BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOES
SOMETHING GOOD FOR US,
WE MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONE
WHERE NO WIND
CAN EVER ERASE IT'

LEARN TO WRITE
YOUR HURTS IN
THE SAND AND TO
CARVE YOUR
BENEFITS IN STONE.


THEY SAY IT TAKES A
MINUTE TO FIND A SPECIAL PERSON,
AN HOUR TO APPRECIATE THEM,
A DAY TO LOVE THEM,
BUT THEN
AN ENTIRE LIFE
TO FORGET THEM.


SEND THIS TO
THE PEOPLE YOU'LL NEVER
FORGET.


I JUST DID.


TAKE THE TIME TO LIVE!

DO NOT VALUE THE THINGS
YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE, BUT VALUE
WHO YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE!

AND IF I HAPPEN TO GET IT BACK,
THEN I KNOW MY PLACE IN YOUR LIFE

Paula Newton (Close Friend) September 2, 2008

love from Anne chris higgins mum

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װ `.. װx

SAND AND STONE
********************************
TWO FRIENDS WERE WALKING
THROUGH THE DESERT

DURING SOME POINT OF THE
JOURNEY, THEY HAD AN
ARGUMENT; AND ONE FRIEND
SLAPPED THE OTHER ONE
IN THE FACE

THE ONE WHO GOT SLAPPED
WAS HURT, BUT WITHOUT
SAYING ANYTHING,
WROTE IN THE SAND

'TODAY MY BEST FRIEND
SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE'

THEY KEPT ON WALKING,
UNTIL THEY FOUND AN OASIS,
WHERE THEY DECIDED
TO TAKE A BATH

THE ONE WHO HAD BEEN
SLAPPED GOT STUCK IN THE
MIRE! AND STARTED DROWNING,
BUT THE FRIEND SAVED HIM.

AFTER HE RECOVERED FROM
THE NEAR DROWNING,
HE WROTE ON A STONE:

'TODAY MY BEST FRIEND
SAVED MY LIFE'

THE FRIEND WHO HAD SLAPPED
AND SAVED HIS BEST FRIEND
ASKED HIM, 'AFTER I HURT YOU,
YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW,
YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?'


'THE FRIEND REPLIED
WHEN SOMEONE HURTS US
WE SHOULD WRITE IT DOWN
IN SAND, WHERE WINDS OF
FORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY

BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOES
SOMETHING GOOD FOR US,
WE MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONE
WHERE NO WIND
CAN EVER ERASE IT'

LEARN TO WRITE
YOUR HURTS IN
THE SAND AND TO
CARVE YOUR
BENEFITS IN STONE.


THEY SAY IT TAKES A
MINUTE TO FIND A SPECIAL PERSON,
AN HOUR TO APPRECIATE THEM,
A DAY TO LOVE THEM,
BUT THEN
AN ENTIRE LIFE
TO FORGET THEM.

SEND THIS TO
THE PEOPLE YOU'LL NEVER
FORGET.


I JUST DID.


TAKE THE TIME TO LIVE!

DO NOT VALUE THE THINGS
YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE, BUT VALUE
WHO YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE!

AND IF I HAPPEN TO GET IT BACK,
THEN I KNOW MY PLACE IN YOUR LIFE. X

Anne Higgins (Friend) September 2, 2008

Alex, our special Angel - Wendy xx

Alex
A special angel
There's a special angel in heaven
That is a part of me
It is not where I wanted him
But where God wanted him to be

He was here but just a moment
Like a night time shooting star
And though he is in heaven
He isn't very far

He touched the heart of many
Like only and angel can do
I would've held him more often
If the end I only knew

So I send this special message
To the heavens up above
Please take care of my angel
And send him all my love

Wendy Callister (Aunt) September 2, 2008

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`.(`.) .
װ `.. װx

SAND AND STONE
********************************
TWO FRIENDS WERE WALKING
THROUGH THE DESERT

DURING SOME POINT OF THE
JOURNEY, THEY HAD AN
ARGUMENT; AND ONE FRIEND
SLAPPED THE OTHER ONE
IN THE FACE

THE ONE WHO GOT SLAPPED
WAS HURT, BUT WITHOUT
SAYING ANYTHING,
WROTE IN THE SAND

'TODAY MY BEST FRIEND
SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE'

THEY KEPT ON WALKING,
UNTIL THEY FOUND AN OASIS,
WHERE THEY DECIDED
TO TAKE A BATH

THE ONE WHO HAD BEEN
SLAPPED GOT STUCK IN THE
MIRE! AND STARTED DROWNING,
BUT THE FRIEND SAVED HIM.

AFTER HE RECOVERED FROM
THE NEAR DROWNING,
HE WROTE ON A STONE:

'TODAY MY BEST FRIEND
SAVED MY LIFE'

THE FRIEND WHO HAD SLAPPED
AND SAVED HIS BEST FRIEND
ASKED HIM, 'AFTER I HURT YOU,
YOU WROTE IN THE SAND AND NOW,
YOU WRITE ON A STONE, WHY?'


'THE FRIEND REPLIED
WHEN SOMEONE HURTS US
WE SHOULD WRITE IT DOWN
IN SAND, WHERE WINDS OF
FORGIVENESS CAN ERASE IT AWAY

BUT, WHEN SOMEONE DOES
SOMETHING GOOD FOR US,
WE MUST ENGRAVE IT IN STONE
WHERE NO WIND
CAN EVER ERASE IT'

LEARN TO WRITE
YOUR HURTS IN
THE SAND AND TO
CARVE YOUR
BENEFITS IN STONE.


THEY SAY IT TAKES A
MINUTE TO FIND A SPECIAL PERSON,
AN HOUR TO APPRECIATE THEM,
A DAY TO LOVE THEM,
BUT THEN
AN ENTIRE LIFE
TO FORGET THEM.

SEND THIS TO
THE PEOPLE YOU'LL NEVER
FORGET.


I JUST DID.


TAKE THE TIME TO LIVE!

DO NOT VALUE THE THINGS
YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE, BUT VALUE
WHO YOU HAVE IN YOUR LIFE!

AND IF I HAPPEN TO GET IT BACK,
THEN I KNOW MY PLACE IN YOUR LIFE. X

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Always in our thoughts
Forever in our hearts
(`C)
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(.• (.• .• .•`♥ A ♥
X ♥ X ♥ X ♥ X♥ X ♥ X X ♥ X ♥ X ♥ X♥ X ♥ X

Angela (Christopher-John Rowe) Mum

Marie-Angela Rowe (Close Friend) September 2, 2008
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