Dedicate a song………………

I want to dedicate this song to my precious Son

Sweet Dreams Our Angels song
REST IN PEACE MY PRECIOUS SON
well sweet heart its that time of year again i dread it every year
My precious baby boy Dominic (Bubbles) RIP 23 years ago today

You were a beautiful baby boy born with a curse, a bad illness, you fought for 21 days
You were so strong and mighty, you tried your very best but you were sadly and cruely taken, Your time had come, all the other Angels were calling you home to heaven so you could keep our other family members company, and get heaven ready for all of us. You were so young, but such a strong tiny little boy who had gave it his all, his everything you had, you tried so hard to fight it! The moment you couldn’t hold on any longer, was the moment the angel’s knew to come and get you and take you to those golden gates, you were an angel from the moment you were born till the moment you past!

You were cruely taken from us I know now you were only lent to me, you are a true angel now forever, But you are one gorgeous Angel with big bright blue eyes and that perfect smile and mop of dark hair. How i often wished i had you for just another minute or two, solely for the chance to say how much i loved you.
It’s hard to believe i haven’t heard your voice,
held you or seen you in twenty two years yet it feels like only yesterday,i treasure the memories and photographs but my heart still and always will be broken,
Here on Earth, with our lives we had to move on
To others it must have appeared or looked like we were very
strong, but it was all just a mask i wore to hide my pain, so
others wouldn’t see how much i was hurting
my Memories i cherish, and i think of you each day
Wishing oh so much with us, you could have stayed
As long as these memories in our hearts live on
you have not left us, and we can carry on
We put a smile on our face every day
Knowing you would want it that way
In our hearts we will forever feel the pain
That heart break will always and forever remain
i Re live that last night i had with you at grandads
Knowing that something’s wasn’t quite right
forever wondering if things might have turned out different
if i had acted sooner, got you to hospital quicker my life is
full of what if’s and if only’s all i know is that my life
shattered , when the surgeon said those six little words
“i am sorry he didn’t make it”, my only comfort is to know you
were free from pain now, An that my dear son, at last, could
finally have rest after all the fighting you did so hard to
live. they brought you to us wrap up in a sheet with two little
daffodils flowers, you just looked like you were just asleep i was willing and preying for you to wake up but you never did, we all had cuddles with you, brushed and took a small lock of your hair and some precious pictures, then we had to leave you there and
go back to our shattered home and try to come to terms with
loosing you, the day of your funeral was so very hard i wanted to climb into the ground with you i remember it was a lovely sunny day and some how that made it worse how could the world just carry on without you, i was robbed of my son my joy, by death,a cruel thief. A reminder for us all that life is so precious and fleeting we let go of 21 red balloons in honor of your 21 days of life. it was near on impossible to carry on, people would say arnt you over it yet or you can have other children. well i can honestly say you never get over it, you learn to live with it, and as for other children yes i have had more children but they will never replace you they cant,because they arnt you. i have many regrets over your short life but one thing is certain i would do it over again in a heartbeat even if it meant having to loose you again just to have those three precious weeks with you, you were inspirational and taught us so much, To have held you in my arms and cuddle you was a great pleasure an honor. And all my life I will thankful for the time we had together, And our precious memories and pictures of you, you left behind for us. we love you loads and miss you heaps now and forever
ps
Dominic please watch over us and protect us, we all miss you.
Bubbles (Dominic)
xxxxx
your heartbroken Family

23 years ago today you passed! 21 days old! Such a precious little angel not knowing what was to come! TIME… This thing we spend our lives obsessing over? But why? We have as much ‘time’ as we make ‘time’ for. A clock only shows the hours in a day. It doesn’t showing you how much time you have spare? Or how much time you could give to someone? We spend our whole lives living in fear of not having enough time! Well my brother only had 21 days on this earth. 504 hours. That’s 30,240 minutes…. This is obsessing. This little guy fort ever minute he had, every hour he lived! What does that show us? New borns don’t care about time like adults do the just care about emotions given to them! It’s not the amount of time spent with someone it’s the attention given to them! Live you life like there is no life clock! Time isn’t the limit to what we do. Attention is the limit.
love your sister kay

I’ve learned that you can keep going long after you think you can’t.

I’ve learned that ignorance isn’t an excuse for a lack of compassion.

I’ve learned that some people will never, ever – “get it”.

I’ve learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn’t stop just so we can grief.

I’ve learned that your life can be changed in a matter of minutes.

I’ve learned that I’m not invincible and “the things you think should only happen to other people” Can happen to me.

I’ve learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soo
.
I’ve learned that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.

I’ve learned that love isn’t measured by the amount of time you have with someone.

I’ve learned that some sorrow is so deep that it has no words. But so is our love

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Ladyhm

gonna dedicate this one to Minney an old reg from forum3

thanks for the chat last night you always know how to make me giggle love ya hun

do you remember the night we had the convo in f3 and the giggles we had with this song and a certain chatter :)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pAyKJAtDNCw
It was 22 short years ago today that we lost you Mum!
We miss you as much today as we did the day you died
The pain and hurt have eased over the years
but our wonderful memories of you are as vivid
There are so many things I want to say
But I just cannot find the words, but I know you understand
Thank you for being my mum
Give a kiss and a cuddle to my baby Dominic for me
love your loving daughter

lindaclemenza7 wrote:

Angel Babe Truly sorry for your loses. Felt your pain, reading. Never will know the pain or inner deep feeling of that type of loss, but having miscarriage twins at 4 months my weaker twin took the other down. Lost both. Worse was my Dr. Told me to hope for a natural abort within 7-10 days or surgical would have to remove, dangerous get my legal affairs in order. 6 days later did, but only place to give me a bed was next door to the maternity ward where all new were placed. Hearing those cries and happiness, just wanted to die. My supposed 3 day stay lasted 6 hours, signed myself out. June 7th long ago… My mum (mom) till her last day still called her mommy. Neither of my parents were ever ill many 62 years married. Last few years difficult. 3 months apart both health rapidly declined. My mom became ill and told had maybe 3-6 More months. She did not know but expected as said felt it often. In hospital day before told me. Birthday next day she discharged herself. Giving me medicine for her pain we continued routine that day. Told to give medicine soon got home, I did. Something happened. She slowed down, sleepy mom very active. Calling Doctor told a hospice nurse next 24 hours would be at my home. Say what, 3-6 months? Just kept telling me every 3 hours give medication. As like you for long as I live never will I forget I killed my own mum. Stopped talking, quiet. Always care provided for both totally alone at the time, watched my mum die with my own hands..doctors and hospice told me suffering would have been worse. Hospice showed up 4 hours too late to totally finish her. Wished them rather than me. The guilt.Respiratory failure. No one told me. Thought to help with pain..only. I wanted to be buried with her. My Dad recently with a military funeral offered gun salute in honoring, prayed some one would make a mistake and bullet would lodge directly at me. Visiting grave sites still too hard on me. Always beg for forgiveness. Dad did. Understood better than me. Offering you and yours a pray of peace. Linda Bette Midler – wind beneath my wings….

i feel your pain also we all deal with losing a love one differently i guess there is no right or wrong way just the right way for you , all we can do is face each day as it comes big hugs xx