The obituary notice of Barrie LINCOLN

Grief is the only thing
we're all forced to learn
without warning.

No preparation.
No instructions.

One day life is normal.

And the next...
everything you thought you
understood about the world
has changed.

You don't really understand grief
until it's your heart carrying it.

Until it moves in and slowly re writes
the story of your life.
~ ~

I am not 'strong'
because I want to be;
I am a survivor because
my child's memory
deserves a witness.
~ ~

As long as I breathe...
my son will be loved,
remembered, and
deeply missed.
~ ~ ~ ~
Yet another very sad time Bar,
the loss so sudden and tragic
of my little Roo,
my heart is breaking.

You know what that loss
feels like, you had witnessed
that yourself, a few times.

It never gets any easier.
Tell Roo I love her so much
and miss her terribly.
~ ~
Love as always from
a very sad Mum.
xxxxxx

Someone asked me if i was feeling better yet.
And i smiled because what else can you do.
But better is not the right word.
Better implies something was wrong with me.
I am not sick, I am not broken.
I am a mother who outlived her child and i am
learning to carry something that was never meant
to be carried,
That is not better or worse
That is just survival.
~ ~~ ~
Forever Mum
xxxxxx

If love could build a staircase to Heaven
I'd climb it just to hold my son close
and tell him how much he is missed.
~ ~
I send my love up to Heaven
to you every day,
~ ~ ~ ~
Love as Always
Mum
xxxxxx

Bar

Another Special day which is not
the same without you here to share.
So we go to you, to your resting place
to show how much we love and care.
~ ~
My Son may now be among the stars,
but he is still a bright light in my life.
~ ~
I know Heaven is a beautiful place
because they have my son.
~ ~ ~ ~
Always Loved,
Forever Missed
Everyday.
Love
Mum and Dad
xxxxxx

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.
~ ~
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.
~ ~ ~ ~
Always in my heart
Mum
xxxxxx