Your wings

The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son)


Tuesday 29th September

“Your Wings
Were Ready
But My
Was Not”

So very true.
I was just not ready at all to let you go.
Unbelievably unexpected.
No clues or symptoms.

To all intents and purposes things were improving.
Your tumours were shrinking.
One more infusion of chemotherapy.
That was all.
You were on day ninety nine out of one hundred days of treatment.
You had taken it well.
You did what you had to do.
You did what you were told.

We were making plans.
We talked to you about organising holidays.
Being able to get away.
Have fun.
To live your life.

But no.
It was just not to be.
Your body couldn’t take any more chemotherapy.
You fell asleep and didn’t wake up.
You went to Heaven.
Quickly and quietly.

And we are left behind.

We miss you like crazy.

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