| Location | Stanley ... Durham |
| Age | 23 years |
| Date of Birth | 30/06/1983 |
| Date of Death | 07/10/2006 |
| Visitors | 17,769 since 26/09/2007 |
| Creator |
Kit Darwood
30th June 1983 - 7th October 2006
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...
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.
♥ღ♥ Our Beautiful Son ♥ღ♥
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 it’s weighted with more tears
that we have yet to cry.
Outwardly, we're moving along;
you say, 'That’s good to see'.
But you don’t know about the quiet times
when we're alone, his Dad and me.
We think about his passing,
how we’ll never be the same
Sorrow is a part of our lives,
it enters daily as we whisper Kits 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 that’s with us always,
for the child we long to hold.
One day passes another,
the years will continue on
We’ve had days of smiles and laughter,
but in our silence it’s him we reflect on.
We're not the people that we once knew,
We changed almost two 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 we’d live happily ever after,
but we can’t...
For what we want most can never, ever be.
★ •:*★ Love from Mam ★ •:*★
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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♥ Important To Me! ♥
I'm so lost without you
My life is blown 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.
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Nightmare 30-6-09
When I awake every morning you aren’t there
I can’t 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 Kits 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.
Kits Music on GTS:
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[We all hoped that he had the time of his life.
Chosen by Kits 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 Kits funeral on Friday 13th October 2006
Kit would have liked that...his funeral on Friday 13th
Chosen by Kits 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 and used to dance wildly round the room whenever it came on. I
remember dancing, with him, in the aisles of a supermarket to this once.
He always sang 'Brown eyed girl' to me and I sang 'Brown eyed boy' to him.]
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 rainbo'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 lonely without our golden boy to make us smile.
He was unique...he is irreplaceable...he is our Kit.
Luv you soo much too Kit!
TO US ALL YOU ARE SO SPECIAL♥
WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO SAY♥
EXCEPT WE WISH WITH ALL OUR HEARTS♥
THAT YOU WAS HERE TO-DAY♥
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LOVE AS ALWAYS ALISON
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xx Kit xx
Beautiful Angel Up Above
I Hope You Can See Me
Sending You All My Love
Spread Your Wings Beautiful Angel
As Wide As Can Be
And Here`s A Great Big Hug
Sent To You From Me x♥*♥x
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Tributes For Week Starting 16th November
FOR MONDAY
Sadly missed along life's way,
Quietly remembered every day,
No longer in our life to share,
But in our hearts you’re always there.
FOR TUESDAY
I sit and wonder every day,
Why the Lord chose to call you away,
I think He saw you needed rest,
He only takes the very best.
FOR WEDNESDAY
Everyday in some small way,
Memories of you come our way,
Though absent, you are always near,
Still missed, loved, always dear.
FOR THURSDAY
Resting where no shadows fall,
In peaceful sleep he awaits us all;
God will link the broken chain,
When one by one we meet again.
FOR FRIDAY
Surrounded by friends
Yet all alone
The one I loved
God has called home
The hugs of friends
Helps ease the pain
And I know my loss
Is my loved one's gain
But tears now flow
Across my face
As I long for just
One more embrace
Then comfort comes
And I see Christ's face
He hugs my loved one
And I feel God's grace.
FOR SATURDAY
Please don't sing sad songs for me,
Forget your grief and fears,
For I am in a perfect place
Away from pain and tears...
It's far away from hunger
And hurt and want and pride,
I have a place in Heaven
With the Master at my side.
My life on earth was very good,
As earthly life can go,
But Paradise is so much more
Than anyone can know..
.
My heart is filled with happiness
And sweet rejoicing, too.
To walk with God is perfect peace,
A joy forever new.
FOR SUNDAY
When I come to the end of the day
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love we once shared,
Miss me but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take
And each must go alone.
It's all a part of the maker's plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart,
Go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds -
Miss me, but let me go.
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Thoughts Today, Memories Forever
Angela Christopher’s Very Proud Mum
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Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ It’s not what we write, it’s not what we say. It’s how we remember you, in our own special way Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Morning Angel Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ XXXX
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Tributes For Week Starting 9th November
FOR MONDAY
Your presence I miss,
Your memory I treasure,
Loving you always,
Forgetting you never.
FOR TUESDAY
Loving you is easy,
We do it every day,
Missing you is a heartache,
That never goes away.
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
Memory is a lovely lane,
Where hearts are ever true,
A lane I so often travel down,
Because it leads to you.
FOR FRIDAY
Wings Of The Angels
A gentle wind blew cross the land
Reaching out to take a hand
For on the winds the angels came
Calling out a mother's name.
Left behind, the children's tears
Loving memories of the years
Of joy and love, a life well spent
And now to God a mother's sent.
On angel's wings, a heavenly flight
The journey home, towards the light
To those who weep, a life is gone
But in God's love, 'tis but the dawn.
FOR SATURDAY
If I Had One Last Day
If I had one last day
To tell you what's inside
I'd tell you that I'm sorry
For all the times I've lied
I'd tell you that I need you
To hold my hand today
I'd tell you that I love you
I'd ask you, please, to stay
You'd look at me and smile
The way you always would
And say "I'd love to stay,
If only I really could"
Then you'd laugh the way you did
Whenever I was blue
You'd wipe my tears and whisper softly,
"Don't cry, I love you too"
If I had one last day
I'd love you from the start
I'd stop hiding how I feel
I'd say what's in my heart
If I had one last day,
I'd say my last good-bye
And that even though you are far away,
In my heart, you'll never die.
FOR SUNDAY
Cry Not My Friend
When you wake up tomorrow
And I am no where to be found
When you scream out my name
To the emptiness around
When every beat inside your heart
Is skipping and unsure
Cry not my friend for I am here,
Inside your love so pure
When the waves that used to touch our feet
Have gone back out to sea
When everything you once held dear
Was lost when you lost me
When the sun that once lit up your face
Is setting far away
Cry not my Friend for time shall pass,
But my love for you will stay
When age arrives and children play
And pain creeps up on you
When loved ones show you happiness
That your life never knew
When all of your expectations are met,
No matter what the pain
Cry not my friend, for I am waiting
To hold you once again
When beauty in your eyes turn grey
And all of the rainbow, white
When strong undying hearts
No longer feel an urge to fight
When winter snows become more pain
Than beauty in your heart
Cry not my friend, for I am here
And we will never ever part
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Thoughts Today, Memories Forever
Angela Christopher’s Very Proud Mum
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♥ Goodbye ♥
♥ I know my time has ended, ♥
♥ Its time for me to leave. ♥
♥ I want you all to know, ♥
♥ You mean so much to me. ♥
♥ Why I had to go, ♥
♥ Was a mystery to me. ♥
♥ All I heard was God, ♥
♥ Saying “ Please come home to me.” ♥
♥ So I left my friends and family, ♥
♥ I didn’t say goodbye. ♥
♥ All I got to see, ♥
♥ Were the tears in their eyes ♥ .
♥ But as I saw them crying, ♥
♥ I asked them not to grieve. ♥
♥ Knowing how much we care, ♥
♥ That our love will never cease. ♥
♥ You can look up at the sky, ♥
♥ And look over to the sea. ♥
♥ When you feel that gentle breeze, ♥
♥ You always think of me. ♥
♥ And when your time comes, ♥
♥ To join me up above. ♥
♥ We will be reunited, ♥
♥ And still, we will have our love. ♥
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Tributes For Week Starting 2nd November
FOR MONDAY
There's a special kind of feeling,
That's meant for you alone,
A special place within our hearts,
That only you can own.
FOR TUESDAY
If only prayers were answered,
& wishes did come true,
Our only wishes with all our hearts,
Would be to still have you
FOR WEDNESDAY
We send this special message
To the heavens up above
Please take care of our precious angels
And give them all our love
FOR THURSDAY
I lit a candle for you today
May it's light reflect my love your way
Now I must go until next time
I will forever keep you, gently on my mind
FOR FRIDAY
Angels
When you were born, an angel smiled,
As you became a child, an angel sat on your shoulder
When you became an adult, an angel held your hand
As you grew old, an angel walked down the road with you,
And, when you died, another angel got their wings.
FOR SATURDAY
Letter From Heaven
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said,
"I welcome you."
It's good to have you back again; you were missed
While you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."
God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.
And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
Remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.
FOR SUNDAY
Reply to "Letter from Heaven"
My Dearest Loved one:
I received your Letter from Heaven,
It made the teardrops fall.
But knowing you’re with God above,
Sweet memories, I will recall.
I know that you are with me,
For I feel your presence near.
And if I listen closely,
Your voice I then can hear.
I know you’re watching o’er me,
As you promised you would do.
And when I feel so saddened,
It’s your letter that sees me through.
When I lay in bed at night,
The day’s chores put to flight,
I truly feel your presence,
Like a warm and glowing light.
The rocky roads you mentioned,
And the hills that I must climb;
I’ve done exactly what you said,
By taking one day at a time.
I’ve tried to help others,
Who are in sorrow and in pain.
And now I am contented,
My day was not in vain.
I’ll lend a hand, as you have said
When someone is feeling low.
I’ll pray for them and be here,
‘Till on their way they go.
And when it’s time for me to go,
To join you in heaven high.
My wings I shall spread wide,
To my home up in the sky.
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Thoughts Today, Memories Forever
Angela Christopher's Very Proud Mum
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~~ ♥ ~~ WHAT'S IT LIKE THIS PAIN ~~ ♥~~
IT'S LIKE:
A hole with no bottom
A hill with no top...
A road with no bend
A night with no end.
It's as if it's not happened
It's as if it's not true
It's as if it's a dream
Yet a numbness seeps through.
There's a feeling of emptiness
A gap to be filled
There's a feeling of loneliness
That cannot be filled.
They say time's a healer
How long will it take?
I can't see it ending
It's a permanent ache.
Life has no meaning
Yet it has to go on
I find it so hard
I feel so alone.
No one will ever know
The depth of my sorrow
I just have to trust
There'll be a better tomorrow.
May god give me strength
To keep on going
To get through this pain
To feel real again.
I'll never get over it
Of that I am sure
But I'll give time a chance
And hope for a cure.
Time's without end
Love is too
I'll never forget you
I'll always miss you...
~~ ♥ ~~ THAT'S WHAT ITS LIKE ~~ ♥ ~~
a candle lit with love ♥♥♥
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love Alison
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Thibutes For Week Starting 26th October
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FOR MONDAY
In our hearts your memory lingers,
Sweetly tender, fond and true,
There is not a day, dear Loved One
That we do not think of you.
FOR TUESDAY
Nothing can ever take away
The love a heart holds dear.
Fond memories linger every day
Remembrance keeps them near.
FOR WEDNESDAY
Looking back with memories,
Upon the path you trod,
We bless the hours we had with you,
And leave the rest with God.
FOR THURSDAY
Those we love we never lose,
For always they will be,
Loved, remembered, treasured,
Always in our memory.
FOR FRIDAY
Memories Of Me
I’d like the memory of me
To be a happy one,
I’d like to leave an afterglow
Of smiles when life is done..
I’d like to leave an echo
Whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
And bright and sunny days.
I’d like the tears of those who grieve,
To dry before the sun,
Of happy memories that I leave behind
When life is done.
FOR SATURDAY
Separated For Now
Although death has separated us physically,
Faith and love have bound us eternally.
Though we cannot see you,
We know you are here.
Though we cannot touch you,
We feel the warmth of your smile,
As we begin a new chapter in our lives.
Today we pause to reflect upon
Those who have shaped our character,
Molded our spirits and touched our hearts.
May the lighting of this candle be a
Reminder of the memories we have shared,
A representation of the everlasting
Impact you have made upon our lives.
FOR SUNDAY
A Special Gift
You were a gift sent straight from Heaven.
Given to us from God above.
We didn't know how much you would teach us
About the meaning of true love...
For true love sometimes means letting go
Of someone precious and dear.
That is what we were forced to do...
Although we wanted to keep you here!!!
However, this is quite a selfish wish.
One we know we should ignore...
But, sweet Angel, we truly do believe
That God must have needed you more...
Perhaps to be an Angel now,
Full of wisdom and love...
Watching over those of us who love you
From the shining stars above.
We miss you more than you can know.
You will never be replaced...
In our hearts and memories forever,
Will be your sweet and innocent sleeping face.
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Thoughts Today, Memories Forever
Angela Christopher’s Very Proud Mum
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