Mine are me Juke Box, it was my sisters My Personal reg plate, it was my last Christmas present from her. Rick Bucklers Drum Stick from The Jam concert at Whitley Bay, September 1982, you can just about still see his name And me dads Sunderland scarf
No need to be sad apart from he would have been a hell of a fullback for us 19 years ago now, not a day goes by when I don't miss him, buried in his SAFC baby grow and his Teddy has watched over me and my family since
Sorry to hear mate. Nice you have something to continuously remember your son. (Not that you wouldn't have but you know what I mean)
Wonderful thread that's already made me shed a year .... ... I'll have to step back and seriously think about this.
My garden is very special to me. The bird seeders make me smile every day as there's a family of Great Tits that live in the garden all year long (which is a perfect excuse to tell my mrs I'm looking at a pair of great tits) and they're very sociable birds. As birds go. The stress of my job means having somewhere to relax is just so important, in fact I'd struggle anywhere without a garden now. I'm planning a big renovation this summer and I'm stupidly excited to make the garden over. It's like a private haven away from the constant demands of work.
I know exactly what you mean, not even my child so worse for you, it was my niece. And obviously she wouldn’t have played for us, she spent her short life in an incubator in James Cook in Middlesbrough but she always had this in her incubator. A bit battered and bruised but Sunderland Ted (as she is known) is another prized possession. I cuddle her every night, even 15 years on
My boy never got to take a breath or open his eyes, don't think I will ever forget that night and wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy. Whenever I have moved house I have to make sure Ed's picture and his Teddy and unpacked and put out before anything else.
You know I'm not sure I have any actual treasured possessions. Maybe my wedding album from my first marriage. I do have 3 beautiful children. Certain songs take me back to special memories.
So sorry that’s awful, but you are keeping his memory and doing the right thing with his picture and his Teddy. I hope it gives you some comfort x
I never seem to look back but have loads of great memories had a very happy life but nothing that I treasure.
I've got to go along with whoever said family. I don't think I have any 'stuff' that I would be devastated to lose. I had nothing from my parents. My son had a bad head injury over 20 years ago. After two days in an induced coma he was sitting up in bed on the third day and was ok. I went home, lay on the bed and sobbed like a baby. I now have two lovely grandchildren and I know what's really important.
It gives me every comfort, that and knowing he's being looked after by by nan and grandad. 5th March is his birthday, 5.15am he was born asleep and every year since I have woken at that time on that day to wish him a happy birthday. You know the hardest bit? Having to call my parents to tell then what had happened and then seeing my dad cry for the first and only time when he got to the hospital
