- 33 years old
- Date of birth: Apr 20, 1977
- Date of passing: Jul 28, 2010
- Place of passing:
Southern River, Western Australia, Australia
|Let the memory of Peter Alexander be with us forever|
"Planted a new memorial garden for you at home, Peter. The other one was getting overgrown, need to clean up. Got some lovely lavender, salvia, rose periwinkle, and petunias, all purple. Will get some pictures when it grows. http://powerpictures.crystalgraphics.com/photo/periwinkle_plant_with_green_leaves_and_blue_flowers_in_cg1p75428964c_th.jpg"
"To me, you are not gone, Peter. When I talk about you, I just do not believe that I am talking about my son that I will never see again. Mother."
"Thank you, Tim Sheppard for remembering my son."
"Thinking of you today mate. Not forgotten."
"Happy Christmas, Peter, wherever you are. Your seventh Christmas away, and I still cannot believe you are not here. Mother."
"Love you and think of you always
"6 years bro. Still miss you. Still in our thoughts. Still think of what could have been."
""No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear. – C. S. Lewis"
Still does Peter, six year later, it never ends. Mother"
"Happy Birthday Beautiful Boy.
Miss you dearly.
We hold you close within our hearts
And there you shall remain
To walk with us throughout our lives.
Until we meet again."
"BUT NOTHING IS THE SAME
As another year passes
And New Years come and go
Our lives go on without you
But nothing is the same.
We have to hid the heartache
When someone speaks your name
Sad are the hearts the love you
Silent are the tears that fall.
Because living without you
Is the hardest part of all. Mother."
"Six Christmasses now Peter, but it still seems like yesterday.
Nothing makes sense without you.
"No person is ever truly alone.
Those who live no more,
Whom we loved,
Echo still within our thoughts,
Our words, our hearts.
And what they did
And who they were
Becomes a part of all that we are,
"It is your father's eightieth birthday today, Peter. Where are you? Just remember, those we love don't go away, they walk beside us everyday. Rest in Peace, my child. Mother."
"Peter, your friend sent me this message. Thought you might like it:
Hi Barbara, Peter was a good friend of mine, I am the one who tattooed him. He was to me a constant friend, we spent many hours together, one on one, talking and jabbering, we talked about life, ambition, joy, and many other wonderful things. Mostly we sat and laughed for many hours, it was a time in which we allowed ourselves just to enjoy life taking the serious away. In the many hours that we spent together, sometimes 10-12 hrs at a time I will mention what stood out about Pete the most, is that he never no matter what anyone had done to him or whatever situation he was in or had been in, never once did he have anything negative to say about anyone.
He was a man of his word who always held the people around him in great esteem - his name as we established one night means 'great,great'-- he would always find the positive in view and we would always laugh together about the irony of life. Before his death I skyped with him and nothing had changed, still we smiled and laughed about the same stupid things. As an inspiration, it is such that every time I think of him a smile comes over my face, heaven knows I miss him like crazy as I can only imagine you do. You must be a wonderful person, a son does not grow with the giving of so much love unless he learns it from somewhere, my guess is his love for you was his teacher as well. He always looked to the light side of life and lived a very full and happy place with everyone. He nurtured and maintained relationships with very beautiful people. He inspires me every day to be happy and to always see past the tough times to know that I'm always in a better place."
"5 years now my brother. Your boy is beautiful, but I'm sure you're watching over him, so I know that you already know that. Still miss you man. Rest easy brother."
"Peter, your beautiful Razz went to sleep. She had got gastric dilatation/a twisted stomach, which results in death within hours of the initial signs of "the bloat". She lasted overnight, it seems, and was up and about and walking until they took her into surgery the next day. She could not be saved. RIP, my son, RIP Raz."
"Happy Birthday, Peter
"Happy 38th Birthday Peter xoxo"
"Four years and six months, Peter. RIP."
"My fourth Mother's day without you, Peter. I have the last gift you gave me, a white vase with purple irises. The irises are no longer, of course, just like you, but I have the vase."
"Happy Birthday Cuz xxx"
"Easter is the demonstration of God that life is essentially spiritual and timeless. ~Charles M. Crowe
I wish you were here, Peter, and not just in spirit. Mother."
"To live in the hearts of those we love is never to die. (Thomas Campbell). Our fourth Christmas without, Peter. Mother"
"Those we love don't go away,
They walk beside us every day,
Unseen, unheard, but always near,
Still loved, still missed, and very dear.
"Your brother's birthday today, Peter. The fourth without you. Three of your birthdays without you. Mother."
"The Dockers got into the Grand Final, Peter, but they lost. I kept thinking of you and how you used to enjoy watching the footy with your friends. Wish you were here, so many things are happening. I know you would have been the first person to get yourself an iPad. I might even have bought you one. I did for Andrew. It would have helped with your business. God Bless, Peter, RIP. Mother"
"Life brings tears, smiles and memories - the tears dry, the smiles fade, but the memories live on forever."
Thinking of you, Peter, because you never got to meet your son. You never forgot Father's Day or Mother's Day, although I did not want you to make a thing of it. Even though your father would not remember you now, you would have rung him. I still have the last card you gave me."
"Pete, can't believe it's been almost 3 years to the hour that I got that phone call. Miss you so much, cous. Feels like just yesterday.
Love you, cous. Rest in peace xoxox"
Can't believe it's been 3 years. Miss you god son xxx
"I thought I was going to die, my heart was racing, so I kept taking my readings. How was I to know you were in trouble? We thought you were doing fine. Pity, your father accidentally pressed the button and deleted the readings before I could note the exact time; I got only the dates. Would have told us the exact time you died.
God Bless. Mother"
"Although we do not know the exact day or time you passed, Peter, we were there in spirit, Andrew and I. This is my blood pressure on 28 July. I am sure at the moment you passed it was highest.
Systolic Diastolic Heart Rate
July29 123 90 101 went back down
July28 217 114 103 I wish I knew the exact time
July28 147 100 147 Racing heart
July28 196 103 87
July28 187 100 97
July27 166 91 85"
"Although you are not here, Peter, you are always here with me in spirit and in my heart. Not a day goes by that I do not think about you. I will always remember you. Rest in Peace, my son.
Mum and Dad (although he does not remember much any longer, even where we live.)"
"My third Mother's Day without you, Peter. You never forgot. If you could not visit you rang.
Rest in Peace,my son.
"Happy Birthday my beautiful nephew. You are always in my heart. Love from Auntie Joanie."
"Happy birthday, sweet cous <3
We're all missing you. Everyone's over here for mum's afghani bday feast tonight - you would've loved it.
Love you lots, cous! Xoxox"
"Happy birthday brother. Still loved, still missed, still thinking that you should still be here."
"Happy Birthday, Peter. Your third since you left.
Rest in Peace.
To the living, I am gone
To the sorrowful, I will never return
To the angry, I was cheated
But to the happy, I am at peace
And to the faithful, I have never left
I cannot speak, but I can listen
I cannot be seen, but I can be heard
So as you stand upon the shore
Gazing at the beautiful sea, remember me
As you look in awe at a mighty forest
And its grand majesty, remember me"
"The third Easter since you went, Peter. It does not get any easier.
I still cannot accept that I am here, and you are not. Rest in Peace, my child.
"To lose someone you love is to alter your life forever..
The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes..
This hole in your heart is the shape of the one you lost –
No one else can fit it.
"Your son will be two years old on the 24th, Peter. You should be here. Mother."
"Where are you Peter? It's getting worse as time goes by, as I realize that you are never coming through the door again.
You used to love Australia Day, and I took you to the fireworks whenever I could. I know, after you grew up, you used to go with your friends too.
Your mother misses you, Peter."
"They say "people come into our lives for a reason, a season or a lifetime". Never for a minute did I think you would be with us for a season only. But one thing I know, Peter, is the reason you came here, you made everyone’s lives a little richer, and we will miss you the rest of our lives."
"What's happening, Peter?
Your mother is missing you terribly. Why, why, why, is what I still keep asking myself."
"I always think, Peter, no one was watching your back when it most mattered. I will keep asking myself for the rest of my life what if...? You subconsciously tried to contact me and Andrew at the time, but I did not connect my unrest with you being in deep trouble. I will go to my grave cursing myself for this."
""Three Christmases since you went, Peter, and I miss you every day, every turn I take at home. They say people come into our lives for a reason, a season or a lifetime. Never for a minute did I think you would be with us for so few seasons. But one thing I know, Peter, is the reason you came here: you made everyone’s lives a little richer, and we will miss you the rest of our lives. Mother"
"I still keep asking myself - and I'll forever keep asking myself - "How can my son be gone?" Peter. How could you have gone, so soon and so suddenly, and before your mother?"
"Peter, Janis Moore posted this little poem on her Facebook page. You were shocked and told me about it when her daughter, Barbara was murdered by her boyfriend about ten years ago. Who would have thought that Janis would contact me again - because you were gone too!
I do not know if this would make any difference, Peter - Rest in Peace and God Bless. I will never forget you."
"I thought of you today,but that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday,and the days before that too.
I think of you in silence,I often speak your name.
All I have are memories and a picture in a frame.
Your memory is a keepsake from which I’ll never part,
God has you in his arms…I have you in my heart.
"Your third father's day, Peter, and you weren't here. But, I think you let us know you were here in spirit because we felt cold, in spite of the heater and warm rugs.
Rest in Peace and God Bless, Peter."
"Peter, apart from the first morning after you passed, when I heard you, I had never had any contact. But, this morning, I dreamt of you, looking exactly like you do in your guitar picture. You wanted citrus juice and soup, which I was preparing for you. Then you were sitting right in front of me, and when I grabbed your hand thinking you were alive, you disappeared. Your mother misses you."
"Pete. I can't believe it's been two years. Miss you so dearly my friend."
"Rest In Peace Peter.xx"
"PENNY,my beautiful baby girl, just passed away. 22 yrs 1990 - 28 July 2010 exactly 23 months to the day since you went away. She was your cat; you brought her home in your shirt, starving and cold from being dumped in the Crestwood Estate culverts. She is the closest link I had with you that I have lost. She never grew up – she was always a kitten and proved animals make a wonderful world."
"Penny had an idyllic life.She was the most gentle cat.Razz would give her hell,tip her box over,shove her,but she would only smack him with her closed paw.She never hurt anyone.She was stiff and still, but when I called her name, she opened her eyes and kicked her legs. She went a few minutes later. She was more obedient that any dog, always came running when I called her, wherever she was"
"Mothers' Day, and I'm missing you every step of the way, Peter.
I'll come and see you in the afternoon.
Rest in peace.
"Nice music Jodie. It is appropriate from a mother to a lost child too."
"Gone for 21 months and two birthdays now, Peter.
"Hope you are happy Peter, nearly thirty people visited your website over the last two days. Quite a few people still think of you, and Birthdays, Easter and Christmas they seem to do the most. Lisa has also reopened your Facebook page. Mother"
"Thank you, Matthew. Nice of you to remember.
I just came home from attending the birthday of one my granddaughter's friends, and it is also Jodie delieu's birthday today. She was a school friend of Peter's."
My thoughts are with the family on this day."
"Happy Birthday Peter! You were an awesome cousin.
Still missing you."
"1 1/2 years, Peter, and it still seems like yesterday that I got that call at 1 am on 29/7/2010. I sometimes wonder, Peter, if any of your friends think of you or if they have forgotten. I hope not, because I know you lived for your friends.
I will thiink of you everyday, Peter, until the end of my days. God Bless and Rest in Peace.
"I still go to your memorial tree and leave flowers, every Sunday, Peter, but not a sign of you. Not at home either?
God Bless, Peter."
"Happy Christmas, Peter, wherever you are. Your mother misses you."
"May all the star's shine so bright tonight with gods loved one's.. Merry Christmas Peter.xx"
"Peter, where are you?"
""Precious Child" Ringtone to your Cell
Precious Child lyrics
In my dreams, you are alive and well
Precious child, precious child
In my mind, I see you clear as a bell
Precious child, precious child
In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart, there is hope
'Cause you are with me still
In my heart, you live on
Always there never gone
"It's Andrew's birthday today, Peter. I know he's missing you. You should be here. How could you not be here?
I look at your pictures, and cannot convince myself you are gone.
"One year and three months tomorrow, Peter. Still, it seems like only yesterday, and I'm waiting to find that it did not happen."
""Like a comet blazing across the evening sky,
Like a rainbow, fading in the twinkling of an eye,
GONE TOO SOON ...
Like a sunset dying with the rising of the moon,
GONE TOO SOON ..." Peter"
"Miss you so much :( Xoxox"
"One year cous.. This weekend was so tough - we all miss you terribly. Still doesn't feel real. Can't believe how long I've not seen you for. Such a shame. Love you so much. Have grandma give you a big hug for me - rest in peace cous xo"
"Miss you beautiful boy xxx"
"One year tonight Peter, but it feels like yesterday. Every Wednesday night I sit up waiting for that call that came at about 1am. That night too I didn't sleep, I was restless. Andrew and I felt something but we didn't know that you were in trouble, you seemed happy & settled."
""How quickly, my son, you entered my life and how quickly, it seems you went away." You entered this world without giving me any pain, Peter, and you were no trouble at all when you were little. I cannot remember you being sick,crying or whinging. You were such a happy child.Mum"
"Jodie very kindly downloaded two songs played at Peter's funeral on to this site: Sarah McLachlan's Angel, and Powder Finger's Nobody Sees. Click on GALLERY, and they are under VIDEOS and/or AUDIO. Thanks Jodie. Rest In Peace, Peter. Hope you enjoy"
"I know what you mean, Jodie. You are welcome, and visit anytime. You are a very loyal and true friend of Peter's.
God Bless, Jodie.
"I love coming on here to visit.. Its very comforting and at the same time a place your life can be shared whenever Im thinking about you and your family.. Rest In Peace Peter.."
"Are you really dead, Peter? How could someone who looked and looks so alive - in your pictures - possibly be dead?
If you could turn back time?"
"Missing you always Peter."
"Happy Birthday to my dear handsome nephew Peter. I think of you always. All my love. Auntie Joanie x"
"I love you Peter. Happy Birthday - may you be in peace. I look forward to meeting your son. I will never forget your sweet heart. I will miss you forever but will keep your memory alive in the stories I tell Lane about her Uncle."
"Happy birthday beautiful big cous xx
Miss you so... it was a year - 2 days ago - since I've seen you and given you a big hug.
Love you so so much - missing you terribly xoxox"
"Happy Birthday Peter.xox"
"Happy Birthday, Peter. Missed forever and ever.
"Happy Birthday to my beautiful god son. Love you and miss you, your cousin Frankie
"A BRIEF MATTER Life is Short But death Takes A heartbeat Michael Ashby"
"I AM NOT GONE I am not gone while you cry with me I am not gone while you smile with me I am not gone while you remember with me I will come when you call my name I will come when I feel your pain I will come on your final day Michael Ashby,"
"Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them. May the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen"
"IF TEARS COULD.
If tears could build a stairway
And memories were a lane,
I would walk right up to heaven
To bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken.
No time to say good-bye.
You were gone before we knew it,
And only God knows why.
My heart still aches in sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you,
No one will ever know"
I still expect to see your van and your head pop over the fence when I pull into mum and dad's place - I remember when I had my old room, from my window I could see straight over the fence into your backyard and we'd yell at each other from that distance with my window open. I got used to you being that close - if only it was that easy to see you now.
Miss you cous - love you always
"Cous, been thinking of you and missing you so so much.
Can't believe it'll be a year since I've seen you, in a just a little over a month - mum's bday last year. A year since I've heard your big cheeky chuckle with your massive smile when you were pleased with yourself - which was always - often hovering around the kitchen ledge talking crap.
""I know, I "might as well go chasing after moonbeams" or try to "light a penny candle from a star", but I still keep wishing you were here, Peter.""
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"Peter - my dear big cous
I still miss you so so much and it's still difficult to accept you're gone - my heart breaks thinking of you not being here with us anymore.
Your precious Elijah Alexander van der Hoeven arrived today - can't wait to meet him. He looks gorgeous - amazing genes both sides. You would be so proud.. wish you got to see him..
Thinking of you always - love you so much, cous
"We miss you Peter Pan
33 way to young, I always called you Peter Pan now you will never get old.
Love you Annalee Jazmim and Little Man Blake you loved watching him because he's a little rascal like you
RIP seeya one day
look after us when you can and smile
thinking of you xxx"
"To my cousin who I will always remember for his spirit and like minded passion for life. 'A summer we never wanted to end'"
"I shall never miss anyone as much as I miss Peter.
I can't say any more. I cannot visit Facebook since Peter died."
Was it just a breeze in the air
That gently stroked your hair?
Was that a whisper in your ear
Of a voice you wished to hear?
When lights seem to come and go
Is it someone or just a shadow?
If a familiar scent is in the air
Is someone saying they are there?
A touch you believe to be real
Is that a loved one you feel?
In believing their spirit is there
Makes your grief easier to"
"It is with deep sadness that we have only just learnt of the passing of Peter.
He had and still has a special place in our hearts.
Peter was a gentle and generous soul with so much potential.May he rest in peace.
Terry,Margaret,Matthew,Emma and Sarah Gee."
"God Saw You
God saw you getting tired, and a cure was not to be. So He put His arms around you and whispered "Come to ME". With tearful eyes we watched you, and saw you pass away. Although we love you dearly, we could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, hard working hands at rest. God broke our hearts to prove to us, He only takes the best."
"No Person is Ever Truly Alone
by Richard Fife
No person is ever truly alone.
Those who live no more,
Whom we loved,
Echo still within our thoughts,
Our words, our hearts.
And what they did
And who they were
Becomes a part of all that we are,
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