| Location | Willenhall |
| Age | 20 years |
| Cause of Death | Road Traffic Collision |
| Date of Birth | 02/11/1985 |
| Date of Death | 15/06/2006 |
| Visitors | 7,082 since 10/06/2007 |
| Creator |
my dear and special son adam,left us as the result of a tragic accident,on june 15th 2006.My life
will never be the same without him,he was the light of my life,funny,witty,strong,in fact he was my
life.adam was one on his own,as all his friends and family know.when he left us he held the "junior
mr england title in body building"he won numerous competitions for the sport of body building.he is
so special,he's our no 1,he is our superman,and our hero.
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X MORE THAN YOU WILL EVER KNOW.X
When i come to the end of the road,
and the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little - but not too long.
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that we once shared,
Miss me - But let me go.
For this journey we all must take,
and each must go alone.
It's all part of the masters plan,
a step on the road to home.
When you are lonely, and sick of heart,
Go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.
Miss me - but let me go.
Copywright chris hopkins
I reach out to you,
You reach for me.
We're grieving parents
And will always be.
I searched and found you
As other parents will
And I'm now here to help you
Pull them all up the hill.
Working together in sadness,
Working together in sorrow,
We'll join hands and hearts
To face each new tomorrow.
It won't be easy friends
But somehow we'll get through.
Together my new pals,
We have work to do.
Not the kind to bend our backs.
Nor the kind that makes us sweat.
This work is called Compassion
For everyone we've met.
Because they're hurting badly
They've lost their baby, too
They're looking for some comfort
From friends like me and you.
So welcome the newly bereaved.
Reach out and draw them near.
Hold their pain close to yours.
Help them know that life IS dear.
Though the hurt will never go away,
The edge will someday soften.
The tears will fall in torrents,
But....just not as often.
The days and months that follow
On Death's cruel wake
Swirl like endless madness
Till a friend's hand we take.
A friend who's been there, done that
Knows our pain too well,
Can comfort and can guide us
From our frightening hell.
In my thoughts & prayers. Love Liz, Stuart's mum xx
If god tells you i am sleeping
Dont doubt what he says
He needed me to be his angel
The day that i went away
He treats me like a king
Gave me my palace in the sky
And now i guide the suffering
So dont keep asking why
Im proud that god chose me
As he only picks the best
He dont need no interviews
He know im better than the rest
So please be happy for me
And be proud of what i do
For one day soon i promise
This angel will call on you
Copyright Sharon Wheeler
Hello, Old Friend,
Oh, yes, you know
I lost my child a while ago.
No, no please
Don’t look away
And change the subject
It’s ok.
You see, at first I couldn’t feel,
It took so long, but now it’s real.
I hurt so much inside you see
I need to talk,
Come sit with me?
You see, I was numb for so very long,
And people said, “My, she is so strong.”
They did not know I couldn’t feel,
My broken heart made all unreal.
But then one day, as I awoke
I clutched my chest, began to choke,
Such a scream, such a wail,
Broke from me…
My child! My child!
The horror of reality.
But everyone has moved on, you see,
everyone except for me.
Now, when I need friends most of all,
Between us there now stands a wall.
My pain is more than they can bear,
When I mention my child,
I see their blank stare.
“But I thought you were over it,”
Their eyes seem to say,
No, no, I can’t listen to this, not today.
So I smile and pretend, and say, “Oh, I’m ok”.
But inside I am crying, as I turn away.
And so my old friend, I shall paint on a smile,
As I have from the start,
You never knowing all the while,
All I’ve just said to you in my heart.
A mothers words, by Deborah Turner
Have a good weekend Love Liz, Stuart's mum xx
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.
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.
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.
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.
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miss u buzza xxxxxx
Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.
I am not there. I did not die.
GOODNIGHT AND GOD BLESS
Do You Hear Me Crying
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Sitting here remembering,
The smile upon your face
And how it made the world light up
You were full of heavenly grace.
No longer can I see your face
For you are with God above
But your loving smile will always be
Tucked in my heart with love.
I know you wouldn’t want to see
Me crying the way I do,
But losing you was a part of me
And days, I can’t make it through.
Do you hear me crying?
It’s because some days I’m down
I look around for you,
But you’re nowhere to be found.
Only pictures now remain of you;
Special songs that meant so much
So if you hear me crying,
It’s because I can’t feel your touch.
Sometimes I think I see you,
On a crowded street or mall.
I then run up and call your name,
But it wasn’t you at all.
My heart still aches in sadness
And tears, oh how they flow!
What it meant to lose you,
No one will ever know.
So, if you hear me crying,
It’s something I can’t control
Just understand my darling,
When I’m again with you, I’ll be whole.
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Ruth Ann Mahaffey
�copyright Sept 2007
♥ A Shade of Sadness. ♥
In comes the darkness to my soul
even as I sit in the early morning sun,
the distant sounds of the living
seem far removed from the fogginess of my mind.
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In the stillness of the house
which seems quieter than quiet,
time seems to pass too slowly.
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A feeling of being outside myself
looking back into an empty shell
of the person I used to be.
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I cry for my former self.
That person I once liked and enjoyed.
She is gone.
A loss within a loss, within a loss.
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A heaviness in my heart,
the weight of a million tears.
Drowning my emotions,
mixing and swirling in a pool of despair.
Ugly hateful despair.
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A sadness so deep and heavy
leaving the body tired and used,
I feel I could sleep,
sleep for a thousand years and never wake up.
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A thousand years will not change a thing.
You would still not be here.
What to believe, I don't know.
I just don't know. My soul is lost.
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I know not which way to turn.
Where to look,
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I feel helpless,
helpless to help my self,
annoyed with the daily things of life I must do.
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I don't care, not anymore.
The world could fall upon it's knees
it would not matter,
I am too shrouded in the darkness of my world
that spins ever out of control,
directing my emotions
with no warning as to what feelings
will be brought upon me next.
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There is guilt, another weight to bear.
Those who are with me, who I love and love me,
they need me, but I am not ready.
I hold them back at arms length,
I am not ready,
their demands draw on what strength I have left.
For that I am sorry,
but I cannot help bringing on the emotional distance.
There is a need to protect myself,
but from what I am not sure.
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There is anger.
Anger that occasionally swells within me.
There is no direction into which to fling this anger.
It is a new and different type of anger
not one I am familiar with and it disturbs me.
It makes me afraid.
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I try to be strong. For you, and only you.
I try to think what you would have me do.
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I know you would want me to live my life.
To continue on. It is not an easy task, not at all.
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Some days I can go out
and meet the world with vigor and say I do this for you.
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Some days I must crawl into my shell
and hide from the world that has been so cruel to me.
I am trying.
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The days are filled with thoughts of you,
and should I find myself not thinking of you,
I gasp for fear that I am forgetting you.
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I have learned to value life, you have taught me this.
To see the beauty in each day given to me,
even through this veil of sad darkness.
I know it is there waiting for me.
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Someday the sadness will lift
and I will only think of you
with a smile and warmness in my heart.
My love for you will always be there
that shall never pass
and I hope somehow you know this too.
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Your memory is only a heartbeat away.
I shall always love,
I shall always long for you,
I shall always wish to have you back.
And I shall live -- if only for you.
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♥ LOVE KARYN. X X.
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