CARRICKDRIVE

Margaret my love – it is the most difficult week I can recall in my life as I watched you drift away.
It is 10yrs on 31st January that you passed into the arms of the Lord to look after you.

As I reflect on the 45+ years that we had together and bringing up our three boys to become model sons, their families and grand children. 

My reflections at this time of the year are mixed yes with sadness at loosing you but with joy at falling in love with you and writing so many letters to each other with you in Scotland and myself in Minworth, Warwickshire all blossomed from our first New Year in 1969.

Your first letter arrived dated 5th January (I only left on the 5th ) after the New Year whirlwind we had in Aviemore we wrote over 200 letters to each other over the years – so much written as we were not together again till Easter 1969.
Whow!.

Reflections

© David John Love

Published by Family Friend Poems March 2015 with permission of the Author.

Remember all those happy days, those times she called our own
In all those well-loved places where you now grieve alone.
And those small endearing gestures, which you thought you knew so well,
Are fading, as time passes, with her words, her kiss, her smell.

But then there is that moment, that time within the day,
When you feel she is beside you in that old familiar way.
But as you turn to see her smile or receive a tender touch,
There’s only a dark shadow of the one you loved so much.

And tears begin to fall in that hole of deep despair,
And memories overwhelm you – more than your heart can bear.
As you remember her gentle grace and her love so soft but strong,
Your heart will simply miss a beat as you miss her life, her song.

You want to rewind the clock and say how much you care;
You want to silence the talk that she’s not there to share.
But you smile and chat amiably to family and friends
And hope they do not notice your world is at an end.

But she knows that you will carry on because she told you true
That if she had to choose again, she would still choose you

David John Love. “Reflections.” Family Friend Poems, March 5, 2015. 

https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/reflections-4

Since Margret’s passing in Januuary 2016 a void was left for us all that loved her. Her laugh, her perceptive nature just knowing what to say. The way her life reflects still in the three boys Steven, Philip and Matthew. These words I found by just a simple question re my thoughts back to this day in 2016 and to the day in 1970 when we were married and began our life together for over 44 yrs.

Margaret
A vacant chair, a silent room, 
Where echoes dance, a haunting gloom. 
A heart that aches, a tear that falls, 
A love that lingers, through it all.

The laughter’s gone, the smile no more, 
A void so deep, a gaping door. 
In memories held, a bittersweet sting, 
The joy we shared, the love we’d bring.

The sun still shines, the world moves on, 
But in my heart, a song is gone. 
I search for you in every breeze, 
In whispered words, in rustling trees.

Though pain may linger, I will rise, 
With love as guide, beyond the skies. 
To cherish moments, hold them near, 
And carry on, with love so clear.

For in the loss, a strength is found, 
A bond that ties, where love is bound. 
And though you’re gone, your spirit stays, 
A guiding light, through darkest days.

I find it difficult to cope at times but the words reflect a  resilience to cope through cherished memories and the enduring power of love.

God bless you my love up there in heaven.
Michael

Big announcement  at Brown and Wallace today.

Matthew has been promoted to salaried Partner at Brown and Wallace Quantity Surveyors in Glasgow. Matthew joined the firm straight from school grained his degree and promotion within the firm.

He secured a job with  Aecom working overseas in Oman responsible for two hotels being built. He returned to the UK and continued working for Aecom with many large projects under his wing.

Matthew has done very well building upon his experience in the industry and made many connections though his job.

I know for sure that there is someone looking down who would be so proud of his achievements.