Euan James 1971-1995Mention the theme song from Titanic and people wince at the thought of Celine Dion's mangling of the English language and the words get lost. The first time I heard the song and really listened to it, I realised that it wasn't just for a lost lover.
Every night in my dreams
I see you, I feel you
That is how I know you go on
Far across the distance
and spaces between us
You have come to show you go on
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on
Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never let go till we're one
Love was when I loved you
One true time I hold to
In my life we'll always go on
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on
There is some love that will not go away
You're here, there's nothing I fear,
And I know that my hear will go on
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on
20 comments:
Just as this is not just about Anzacs.
"They shall not grow old as we who are left grow old."
I never know what to say at times like these, Witchy. I know how emotionally crippling such aniversaries can be. So I'll just keep my gob shut for once.
We're thinking of you here, JT.
(((hugs)))
oh Coppy.
LOSS
get pissed and howl at the moon,
rage at the unfairness of it all.
and know you are not alone.
hugs from me too.
Many good thoughts going your way...
Desiring some good entertainment I've been flicking through your archives to marvel at my comments. But then suddenly I was halted, distracted by how sustained your humour has been, right from the start. Often I became aware of some disturbance within myself, and realised I'd just laughed, which is quite a shock, most unusual. Yours is a very personal blog, so full of aches and pains that I wonder sometimes how you get through a day, it's also a very funny blog, because you've decided to make it that way and are successful. I know there's pain you seldom write about, and this posting shows just a little of it, reminding me of what massive character you possess in being so funny at times.
Thinking of you, Copperwitch.
Hugs. (A really big one.)
Don't know the story behind this one, but I can tell you're hurting inside. (((Hugs)))
(((((((([hug])))))))))))))))))
Ohhhhh, Copper... My thoughts are with you, and I think rh's comments says it best for all of us.
Dearest Coppie
Your lovely boy - take all the hugs you need.
xxx
Pants
... bear hugs ...
Thanks youse lot.
I look around at all the 21stC techno stuff and I know how much he would have loved it.
You know what I hate most of all, losing the memories that get a little dimmer every year and I really try to keep hearing his voice in my mind but I'll never forget his laugh. I won't forget that.
Rh, I hope you haven't been deleting any of your golden moments? You have given me many laughing moments over the years.
((((Jahteh))))
I'm sorry I didn't realise and my heart aches for you, and you know I mean that. The very one thing I hope I never have to experience in this life is the loss of either of my daughters. Grief is raw and bitter more so for the loss of one's child than any other grief I feel.
Take care and I hope on some level all of us thinking of you can help just a little ease.
I tried deleting some of my 'bronze moments' but couldn't find the bin.
xox
and from me too.
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