| Location | Stanley ... Durham |
| Age | 23 years |
| Date of Birth | 30/06/1983 |
| Date of Death | 07/10/2006 |
| Visitors | 29,030 since 26/09/2007 |
| Creator |
Kit Darwood
Aged 23 always
From Stanley...Durham
Beloved Son of Deborah & Frank...
..the light of our lives x
Loving Husband of Sara
SuperDad to Lexus & Leah
Much loved Brother to...
Mark, Ryan & Kyle
Adored Grandson of Margaret & Frank
And the late Rosemary & Norman
He could see no more light...
On June 30th 2011 it would be Kit's 28th birthday.
I look at his brothers and see him at that age.
I look TO his brothers to get me, and his Dad, through the hard days...especially his birthday and memorials.
Every day we count our blessings, Frank and I.
We were blessed to have our Mark, Kit, Ryan and Kyle.
Even more blessed to be loved and respected by them.
We love them all to Heaven and back.
How important those words 'I love you!' are, and have always been, to our family.
If you learn nothing else from the loss of a loved one...it's not to sweat the small stuff...and always tell your family how much you love them.
Who knows when those words will be YOUR saving grace.....
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Kit was...our joker...our rock...our champion.
Kit has more people who love him than he could ever know. More people who miss him than he could contemplate.
His booming voice...his pranks...his loving ways...his fierce loyalty and his fabulous sense of humour.
Life is so very dark and dull without him.
Missed forever Kitty!
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Found on the internet
From the heart of a bereaved Mother...
This is Now by Unknown
Normal is having tears waiting behind every smile when you realise someone important is missing from all the important events in your family's life.
Normal for me is trying to decide what to take to the cemetery for Birthdays Christmas, Thanksgiving, New Years, Valentine's Day, July 4th and Easter.
Normal is feeling like you know how to act and are more comfortable with a funeral than a wedding or birthday party...yet feeling a stab of pain in your heart when you smell the flowers and see the casket.
Normal is feeling like you can't sit another minute without getting up and screaming, because you just don't like to sit through anything.
Normal is not sleeping very well because a thousand what if's & why didn't I's go through your head constantly.
Normal is reliving that day continuously through your eyes and mind, holding your head to make it go away.
Normal is having the TV on the minute I walk into the house to have noise, because the silence is deafening.
Normal is staring at every child who looks like he is my child's age. And then thinking of the age he would be now and not being able to imagine it. Then wondering why it is even important to imagine it, because it will never happen.
Normal is every happy event in my life always being backed up with sadness lurking close behind, because of the hole in my heart.
Normal is telling the story of your child's death as if it were an everyday, commonplace activity, and then seeing the horror in someone's eyes at how awful it sounds. And yet realising it has become a part of my "normal".
Normal is each year coming up with the difficult task of how to honour your child's memory and his birthday and survive these days. And trying to find the balloon or flag that fits the occasion.
Happy Birthday? Not really.
Normal is my heart warming and yet sinking at the sight of something special my child loved. Thinking how he would love it, but how he is not here to enjoy it.
Normal is having some people afraid to mention my child.
Normal is making sure that others remember him.
Normal is after the funeral is over everyone else goes on with their lives, but we continue to grieve our loss forever.
Normal is weeks, months, and years after the initial shock, the grieving gets worse sometimes, not better.
Normal is not listening to people compare anything in their life to this loss, unless they too have lost a child. NOTHING. Even if your child is in the remotest part of the earth away from you - it doesn't compare. Losing a parent is horrible, but having to bury your own child is unnatural.
Normal is taking pills, and trying not to cry all day, because I know my mental health depends on it.
Normal is realising I do cry everyday.
Normal is disliking jokes about death or funerals, bodies being referred to as cadavers, when you know they were once someone's loved one.
Normal is being impatient with everything and everyone, but someone stricken with grief over the loss of your child.
Normal is sitting at the computer crying, sharing how you feel with chat buddies who have also lost a child.
Normal is feeling a common bond with friends on the computer in England, Australia, Canada, the Netherlands and all over the USA, but yet never having met any of them face to face.
Normal is a new friendship with another grieving mother, talking and crying together over our children and our new lives.
Normal is not listening to people make excuses for God. "God may have done this because..." I love God, I know that my child is in heaven, but hearing people trying to think up excuses as to why healthy children were taken from this earth is not appreciated and makes absolutely no sense to this grieving mother.
Normal is being too tired to care if you paid the bills, cleaned the house, did laundry or if there is any food.
Normal is wondering this time whether you are going to say you have four children or three, because you will never see this person again and it is not worth explaining that my child is in heaven. And yet when you say you have three children to avoid that problem, you feel horrible as if you have betrayed your child.
Normal is avoiding McDonald's and Burger King playgrounds because of happy children that break your heart when you see them.
Normal is asking God why he took your child's life instead of yours and asking if there even is a God.
Normal is knowing I will never get over this loss, in a day or a million years.
And last of all, Normal is hiding all the things that have become "normal" for you to feel, so that everyone around you will think that you are "normal".
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We wish that we could say,
We're going to see our Kit today
To hear his voice and see his smile
To sit and talk with him for a while.
The hardest thing in life to bear
Is to want our boy and he's not there.
β₯α¦β₯ Our Beautiful Son β₯α¦β₯
Once upon a time
a beautiful son was born, unto his Dad and me;
He brought so much joy and love
till his death at the age of only twenty three.
Our hearts remain so heavy
since that day when he died;
We know itβs weighted with more tears
that we have yet to cry.
Outwardly, we're moving along;
you say, 'Thatβs good to see'.
But you donβt know about the quiet times
when we're alone, his Dad and me.
We think about his passing,
how weβll never be the same
Sorrow is a part of our lives,
it enters daily as we whisper Kit's name.
Oh yes, we smile, we laugh,
and we go about our work each day
As we carry on with our lives
in a façade kind of way.
For behind the outward appearance,
way down deep inside our souls
Is the pain thatβs with us always,
for the child we long to hold.
One day passes another,
the years will continue on
Weβve had days of smiles and laughter,
but in our silence itβs him we reflect on.
We're not the people that we once knew,
We changed almost five years ago,
When life showed us such suffering
and pain no one should ever know.
Yes, once upon a time,
a beautiful son was born, unto his Dad and me,
And we thought weβd live happily ever after,
but we canβt...
For what we want most can never, ever be.
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Kit stole my heart from the first moment I placed him on my chest, when he was born, until the last agonising time I held him in the Chapel of Rest.
He has taken the 'completeness' of my heart with him and one day I expect him to give it back to me and make me whole again.
I have asked his Grandma and Grandad to look after him until that glorious day.
For eternity I've got your face painted on my heart; scrawled upon my soul; etched upon my memory.
I love you my darlin' son, sleep tight.
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I'm so lost without you
My life is torn apart.
Perhaps if I just tell you
Of what I feel in my heart.
Raw grief has gnawed a hole
That cannot ever be filled.
And no-one knows my prayers at night
Never can be fulfilled
The love I have for you
Til the day I breathe my last
Overflows with tears and
Memories of the past.
Evermore your Mam.
By DJD
Nightmare 30-6-09
When I awake every morning you arenβt there
I canβt give you a cuddle or ruffle your hair.
My days of joy are over
I have a broken heart
Guilt and pain take root
Agony now starts
I live this awful nightmare
Every day when I awake
I have to feel your loss
With every breath I take
Memories sustain me
But cause me constant pain
I live this awful nightmare
Until we meet again
By DJD
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Music always played an important part in Kit's life...as well as the rest of our family's. There were many, many precious songs to choose from to put on here but we are allowed only 3 and have chosen these for the following reasons.
Kit's Music on GTS:
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[We all hoped that he had the time of his life.
Chosen by Kit's younger brothers, Ryan & Kyle, to be played at the Crem.]
TIME OF YOUR LIFE BY GREEN DAY.
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
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[Played at Kit's funeral on Friday 13th October 2006
Kit would have liked that...his funeral on Friday 13th!
Chosen by Kit's older brother Mark...who remembers Kit singing this at the top of his voice...getting the words wrong but thoroughly into the song.]
HURT BY JOHNNY CASH.
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
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[Kit and I loved this next song, from when he was very young, and used to dance wildly whenever it came on. I remember dancing, with him, in the aisles of a supermarket to this once.
We were the only brown eyed ones in our family]
BROWN EYED GIRL BY VAN MORRISON.
Hey where did we go, days when the rains came?
Down in the hollow, playin' a new game
Laughing and a running hey, hey!
Skipping and a jumping
In the misty morning fog with our hearts a thumpin' and you ...
My brown eyed girl
You, my brown eyed girl
Whatever happened Tuesday and so slow?
Going down the old mine with a transistor radio
Standing in the sunlight laughing, hiding behind a rainbow's wall
Slipping and sliding, all along the water fall, with you ...
My brown eyed girl
You, my brown eyed girl
Do you remember when we used to sing?
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da
... la te da
So hard to find my way, now that I'm all on my own
I saw you just the other day, my, how you have grown!
Cast my memory back there, Lord,
sometimes I'm overcome thinking 'bout
laughing and a running hey, hey!
Behind the stadium with you ...
My brown eyed girl
You, my brown eyed girl
Do you remember when we used to sing?
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da
Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da
... la te da
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I'll miss you every moment of every single day of my life...my handsome brown-eyed boy!
Always and forever...
Mam xx
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Our whole family is so lost without our golden boy to make us smile.
He was unique...he is irreplaceable...he is our Kit.
Luv you soo much too Kit!
It's not easy to carry on
When someone we love
Has passed and gone
It's not easy to face
each new day
Knowing we'll not see
Our loved ones again
Only time can ease the pain
And bring strength and comfort
with each new day
Only memories can bring peace of mind
As they keep alive moments
From times gone by
Forever to be treasured
Are the treasures of the past
For they will always be
Kept alive in the heart
And when the treasures go
We'll fondly remember
The joy that they brought
In our memories forever
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Tributes For Week Commencing 30th January 2012
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FOR MONDAY
Our thoughts are ever with you
Though you have passed away.
And those who loved you dearly
Are thinking of you today.
♥
FOR TUESDAY
Everyday in some small way
Memories of you come our way.
Though absent, you are always near
Still missed, loved and always dear.
♥
FOR WEDNESDAY
No farewell words were spoken,
No time to say goodbye,
You were gone before we knew it,
And only God can tell us why.
♥
FOR THURSDAY
We can't have old days back
When we were all together.
But secret tears and loving thoughts
Will be with us forever.
♥
FOR FRIDAY
Love Lives On
Those we love
Are never really lost to us –
We feel them
In so many special ways-
Through friends
They always cared about
And dreams they left behind,
In beauty that they added to our days...
In words of wisdom we still carry with us
And memories that never will be gone...
Those we love are never really lost to us -
For everywhere their special love lives on.
♥
FOR SATURDAY
If Roses Grow in Heaven
If roses grow in Heaven Lord
Please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my loved ones arms
and tell them they're from me.
Tell them I love and miss them,
And when they turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon their cheeks
And hold them for a while.
Because remembering them is easy,
I do it everyday,
But there is an ache within my heart
That will never go away.
♥
FOR SUNDAY
Still With Us
Do not stand by my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am a diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft star shine at night.
Do not stand by my grave and cry.
I am not there...I DID NOT DIE.
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My Brief Rainbow by Peggy Kociscin
Rainbows appear only on dreary, rainy days.
They beautify the world for a few brief moments.
These moments, however, can be spectacular.
YOU were my brief rainbow.
You entered my life
And stayed but a short while.
Nonetheless, the memories of those moments
When you blessed us with laughter and delight,
Joy and smiles,
Charm and beauty,
Gaiety and silliness,
Sunlight and moonbeams,
Giggles and love (ad infinitum)...
Made the deluge,
The tears of pain and anger,
Helplessness and fear,
Insanity and agony,
Sadness and heartbreak,
Emptiness and loneliness
Bearable
Rainbows, however brief,
Make the world a brighter, lovelier place.
How grateful I am that I had you,
My brief rainbow.
Shine bright our darlin' Kit.
We love and miss you every nanosecond with every beat of our hearts and beyond.
You are irreplaceable to us...but you know that already...
Love Mam and Pops
xx xx
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The sun still rises in the east
and darkness falls at night
but nothing now seems quite the same;
each day is not as bright.
The birds still sing, the flowers grow,
the breeze still whispers too
but it will never ever be
the same world without you.
It’s so sad that you had to go;
your leaving caused such pain
but you are so very special,
and Earth’s loss is Heaven’s gain.
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Tributes For Week Commencing 23rd January 2012
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Monday
β β°β±β When links of life are broken
β β°β±β And loved ones have to part
β β°β±β It leaves a wound that never heals
β β°β±β An ever broken heart
Tuesday
β β°β±β The Sun Doesn't Seem As Bright
β β°β±β The Sky Doesn't Seem As Blue
β β°β±β Nothing Is The Same Anymore
β β°β±β Not Since The Day We Lost You
Wednesday
β β°β±β A loving light is never dimmed
β β°β±β But shines on bright and clear
β β°β±β Within the hearts of those who care
β β°β±β And keep each memory dear
Thursday
β β°β±β Tiny stars, shining bright,
β β°β±β It’s time for me to say good night.
β β°β±β So close your eyes, and snuggle up tight,
β β°β±β I'm wishing you sweet dreams tonight
Friday
Garden of Eden
Over some exotic rainbow
Through forest wild and free
Live my darling Angel
Beside some coconut tree.
The beaches are sands of gold
With palm trees lined around
There my darling Angel
Dwells safe and sound.
The sun always shines
It survives just by love
In this garden of Eden
My true love dwells above.
CopyrightοΏ½ Sharon Wheeler.
Saturday
*α¦* Comfort *α¦*
The Holy Spirit comforts,
As He whispers in your ear;
A loving word of perfect peace,
Designed for you to hear.
A song of tender mercy,
He brings to soothe your sorrows;
Sweet memories of yesterday,
And hope for your tomorrows.
His tender arms enfold you,
He holds you as you pray;
Then reaches out His loving hand,
And wipes your tears away.
The Spirit of the Living God,
A light in the midst of the dark;
A comforting flame to guard you,
As he touches and heals your heart.
βΈ 1996 Allison Chambers Coxsey
Sunday
TWO HEARTS
Two hearts we were as one on earth,
Two hearts that were entwined,
My love for him was very strong,
He lives inside my mind.
His twinkling eyes got weary,
His beating heart took rest.
His lovely life just slipped away,
That life so full of zest!
I know he's gone to Heaven,
From earth he slipped away,
But faith in you my dearest Lord
Keeps me strong every day.
Two hearts once beat together,
Now one beats all alone.
I know one day we'll meet Dear Lord,
The day you call me home.
βΈ 2002 Dawn Glenton
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LOVING YOU ALWAYS
“Until we meet again”
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You will always be in memory
even though we are apart.
You will live forever and always
within our broken hearts.
Our hearts still ache to have you near
and our silent tears still flow,
for what it meant to lose you
no one will ever know.
We know one day we’ll meet again
and once more we’ll be together.
Till then, memories will keep you ever near
‘cause memories last forever.
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~~~~ ThOuGhTs ToDaY ~~~~ MeMoRiEs FoReVeR ~~~~
Tributes For Week Commencing 16th January 2012
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..(\"( 'o' , )…All Angels
(\")(\")(,,)….Are Special
For Monday
Eyes that sparkled,
Like the morning dew.
A smile to light the heavens,
My loved one that was you.
For Tuesday
God must have thought this also,
So he took you to his breast.
He saw how you had suffered,
And knew you needed rest.
For Wednesday
Think of eyes that sparkle bright
Think of sunshine, think of light.
Think of things that make you smile,
We think of our loved one all the while.
For Thursday
The Angels must have envied us,
So they took you to their side.
Now with God in his heaven,
Forever you’ll abide.
For Friday
The Angels eyes were smiling,
On the day when he came.
“I am here to take you home”
He whispered,
The Lord has called your name.
And as he left with you in his arms,
I stand alone to weep.
God may have you now,
But the memories are mine to keep.
For Saturday
Wish I could visit Heaven,
If only for a day.
So many things I should have told you,
Should have taken the chance to say.
How I thought of you as special,
Unique, kind, honest and true.
The mould was surely broken,
When they had made,
The irreplaceable you.
For Sunday
Just one more wish,
Please grant me.
Let God hear my prayer.
I have a message for
Someone who by now,
Will be with you there.
The home with you missing,
Is a very empty place,
A goodnight without the kissing,
Deprived of your dear face.
Still, I count my blessings,
Some people never know.
How a love can be so strong,
That in death, will never go.
~~~~ ThOuGhTs ToDaY ~~~~ MeMoRiEs FoReVeR ~~~~
β β β A MILLION HUGS SENT β β β
βγβγβ β β β β β β β To You
β β β β β β β β β In Heaven
β β β β β β β β Up Above
βγβ β β β β β
β β β β β β
βγβγβ β β Angela
βγβγβ β Christopher's
βγβγβ Very
β β Proud
β Mum
~~~~ ThOuGhTs ToDaY ~~~~ MeMoRiEs FoReVeR ~~~~
Angels Whisper
Angels whisper in the breeze
Carrying God's miracles on downy wings
Going forth to where they are told
Having no particular agenda of their own
They join hands when God says circle round
Someone is in need or feeling down
Prayers are whispered into the wind
Until from heaven a miracle is sent
They gather round and form a ring.
An impenetrable barrier of angels wings
They whisper to us courage, strength, and hope
And they encamp about us when we need them the most
Voices as soft as the feather is light
Call across the distance to those out of sight
From every corner of the earth that knows the wind
Angels gather quickly and on us descend
Celestial beings through which God's love flows
He sends us his angels when we need them the most.
~ Paige Gray ~
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