The obituary notice of Barrie LINCOLN

Losing a son changes us.
Not just for the first few days,
or weeks, or months.
Losing a son changes us.
Not just for the first year,
but for life.
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I Never wanted you
to be a memory
my precious son.
~ ~
I don't grieve who he was.
I grieve who he was still becoming.
The years that belonged to him.
The life that had his name on it.
That is the part of losing a son
that nobody warns you about.
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Always in my heart
Mum
xxxxxx

My Son.
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I miss you.
you were taken from me
much too soon.
I think of you all the time
and talk to you.
What I wouldn't give
to hear your voice,
just one last time.
I miss your laugh.
I miss everything about you.
~ ~
I never realised how much
I needed my son until the day
I had to live the rest of my life
without him.
~ ~ ~ ~
Forever in my Heart and Thoughts.
Love as Always
Mum
xxxxxx

When i miss you, my son,
i recall how incredibly lucky
i was to be your mother.
Your love leaves a beautiful
memory forever in my heart.
~ ~
I didn't know a person can disappear
while still being alive.
Losing my child didn't just take him
it took the version of me that existed
before that day.
I'm not rebuilding.
I'm not recovering.
I'm staying alive inside a life that erased
who my child and myself used to be,
~ ~ ~ ~
Bar
Not a day goes by that i don't think of you.
Love as Always
Mum
xxxxxx

The End takes a lot of things,
It took his voice,
His laugh
His presence in every room.
But it has never once
touched the love I have
for my son.
That it cannot reach.
That it will never reach.
~ ~ ~ ~
Loved and Missed Everyday
Forever Mum
xxxxxx

I Would Trade It All
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I would trade it all,
I'd give up everything I own,
If I could turn the clock back
to a time before the angels
called you home.

The grief it never leaves me,
forever I will mourn,
some days it's just a shower of rain
other days it's like a storm.

And on the days it's heavier,
when it hits me like a train,
I know it's all my love for you
and that my life will never be the same.

And when I feel the anger,
as it sits heavy on my chest,
I know it's griefs way of whispering
that I was truly blessed.
~ ~ ~ ~
Love Mum
xxxxxx