Let the memory of Robin be with us forever
  • 40 years old
  • Born on February 18, 1976 in Leicester, Leicestershire, United Kingdom.
  • Passed away on October 2, 2016 in London, London, United Kingdom.
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Robin Ali 40 years old , born on February 18, 1976 and passed away on October 2, 2016. We will remember him forever.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on August 18, 2019
❤️ I miss you ❤️
Posted by Jennie Hubbard on February 18, 2019
Happy birthday babe x forever remembered always missed x
Posted by Kristie Townsend on February 17, 2019
Never a day goes by that you are not rememebered
Posted by Kristie Townsend on November 2, 2018
A tribute to your kindness
In words is not enough
To tell of your caring
For me and others is wasting time
To a dear brother of mine
To bridge a gap so wide
As to let me into your heart
When I don’t even know mine
This tribute to you
My brother
My friend
My family
In love you conquer hate
And within these ugly times
You conquer them with beauty
This tribute to my brother ends
But always will remain true
Posted by Kristie Townsend on November 2, 2018
None lives for ever, brother, and
nothing lasts for long. Keep that in
mind and rejoice.
Our life is not the one old burden,
our path is not the one long
journey.
One sole poet has not to sing one
aged song.
The flower fades and dies; but he
who wears the flower has not to
mourn for it for ever.
Brother, keep that in mind and
rejoice.
There must come a full pause to
weave perfection into music.
Life droops toward its sunset to be
drowned in the golden shadows.
Love must be called from its play
to drink sorrow and be borne to the
heaven of tears.
Brother, keep that in min and
rejoice.
We hasten to gather our flowers lest
they are plundered by the passing
winds.
It quickens our blood and brightens
our eyes to snatch kisses that would
vanish if we delayed.
Our life is eager, our desires are keen,
for time tolls the bell of parting.
Brother, keep that in mind and
rejoice.
There is not time for us to clasp a
thing and crush it and fling it away to
the dust.
The hours trip rapidly away, hiding
their dreams in their skirts.
Our life is short; it yields but a
few days for love.
Were it for work and drudgery it
would be endlessly long.
Brother, keep that in mind and
rejoice.
Beauty is sweet to us, because she
dances to the same fleeting tune with
our lives.
Knowledge is precious to us, because
we shall never have time to
complete it.
All is done and finished in the eternal
Heaven.
But earth's flowers of illusion are
kept eternally fresh by death.
Brother, keep that in mind and
rejoice.
Rabindranath Tagore
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 8, 2018
His Journey’s Just Begun
By Ellen Brenneman

Don’t think of him as gone away
his journey’s just begun,
life holds so many facets
this earth is only one.
Just think of him as resting
from the sorrows and the tears
in a place of warmth and comfort
where there are no days and years.
Think how he must be wishing
that we could know today
how nothing but our sadness
can really pass away.
And think of him as living
in the hearts of those he touched…
for nothing loved is ever lost
and he was loved so much.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 8, 2018
Dear Dad .....

You are so loved... 

Reunited with your special angels xxx

Forever your loving daughter xxx
Posted by Kristie Townsend on February 18, 2018
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROBIN. YOU ARE SO VERY MISSED AND LOVED XXX
Posted by Kristie Townsend on January 12, 2018
From within the circle, we talk about the past, I hear cries for fathers, mothers, sons and daughters, brothers and sisters and friendships we thought would last.
And we ache for the arms of a loved one of a time too short lived and of questions left more piercing than a knife. Oh, the questions come hauntingly, pressing your mind, when a loved one takes their own life.
In the Circle I dare reach out my hand.
In the Circle help me see there's a plan for me.
And my story becomes yours as we struggle through the pain.
In the Circle, we remember their names. We have daydreams of the future about how we thought it might be, with regrets of conversations that might have been the key.
We are angry and confused as we struggle for our breath. Our hearts cry out in anger in what has been labeled a senseless death.
We have good days and bad days, and without a trace, in the circle, tears and smiles meet as we gather strength together.
Sons and daughters, husbands and wives, brothers and sisters and friendships felt deep in our souls, memories and moments left clinging to us, and questions of how to let go.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on December 30, 2017
Email from Tessa at Streetscene....

Dear Kristie

I'm so sorry not to have replied sooner, I was on leave.

Thank you for your email, what you have done is amazing, and I love the
sites, so many memories of Robin came back seeing some of those pictures. He
was such a lovely man, and everyone who met him loved him. I think you'd be
surprised by how often his name still comes into conversation. His going so
young is a tragedy. Our love and prayers go out to you still.

Raising awareness is so important, people don't realise or understand how
devastating all this is unless they go through it, or have it brought to
their attention by someone like you who has been there. I wish you all the
very best. Thank you for all you do. Raising awareness can save lives.

All the very best to you.

Tessa
Posted by Kristie Townsend on December 7, 2017
I can't stop thinking of you
The things we used to do
The secrets we once shared
I'll always find them there
In my memories

But this heartache isn't going anywhere
In the public eye I act like I don't care
When there's no one watching me
I'm crying

I will always have you
Inside of me
Even though you're gone
Love still carries on
Love
Inside of me

I keep a picture of you
Next to my bed at night
And when I wake up scared
I know I'll find you there
Watching over me

When my world seems to crumble all around
And foolish people try to bring me down
I just think of your smiling face and
I'm flying

I will always have you
Inside of me
Even though you're gone
Love still carries on
Love
Inside of me

You'll always be
Inside of my heart
Inside of me

When my world seems to crumble all around
And foolish people try to bring me down
I just think of your smiling face and
I'm flying

I will always have you
Inside of me
Even though you're gone
Love still carries on
Love
Inside of me

I will always have you
Inside of me
Even though you're gone
Love still carries on
Love
Still carries on

I will always feel you
You'll always be
Inside of my heart
I'll always have you
Inside of me
I will always have you
Posted by Kristie Townsend on October 2, 2017
A year since you left....
My heart still breaks. .....
My tears still fall....
I miss you bro ....

Always xxx
Posted by Kristie Townsend on September 16, 2017
"I'll cry with you,"
she whispered
"until we run out of tears.
Even if it's forever.
We'll do it together."

There it was . . . a simple
promise of connection.

The loving alliance of
grief and hope that
blesses both our breaking
apart and our coming
together again.

(Molly Fumia, Safe Passage)
Posted by Kristie Townsend on September 5, 2017
“Time does not bring relief; you all have lied”

BY EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied 
Who told me time would ease me of my pain! 
I miss him in the weeping of the rain; 
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side, 
And last year’s leaves are smoke in every lane; 
But last year’s bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide. 
There are a hundred places where I fear 
To go,—so with his memory they brim. 
And entering with relief some quiet place 
Where never fell his foot or shone his face 
I say, “There is no memory of him here!” 
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on September 5, 2017
ON LOSS AND FINDING HEALING – A POEM

All things beautiful

Darkness strikes.

We recoil in fear, pain.

Loss and grief threaten to pull us under as clouds, thick and impenetrable, envelope our being.

Time, they say. Time is what you need.

Time will heal.

Time heals all wounds.

But time passes, and though pain becomes dull, it remains.

In the depths it remains, hidden––poison to the soul.

Anger turns bitter.

Bitterness rages within, undetected by the eye but known.

Deep within.

We cry out, desperately seeking solace––something to ease our hurt, but find nothing.

Nothing eases the broken.

The bed left empty.

The voice forever silenced.

Laughter nevermore to be heard.

And we wonder, can hearts broken mend?

Years pass.

Still, time has not done its duty.

Greater darkness descends, as hope escapes.

Desperation calls out to a God it does not know.

A God that will not answer or will not care, we fear.

And we grapple with truth.

Wrestle with the realities of life and death––beauty and loss––seeking truth from our Maker.

Darkness begins to recede.

Slowly, ever so slowly, we begin to see light.

A faint glimmer in the distance––at first––shining, beckoning, “come.” Come to Me.

And in desperation, we go.

We fall into loving arms and weep, releasing all within.

Plucked from the fire, grace covers.

Joy builds.

Life finds beauty in the ugly, the pain, as God works in all things.

And truth reveals time’s failure.

Time was never meant heal.

For healing comes from only One
Posted by Kristie Townsend on September 5, 2017
My memories are what I have left,
and a lesson I will not forget.

The time has come when time is no more
and all that's left was once before.

The memories so dear and true,
those memories of me and you.

Although we fell and stumbled at times,
all those hills were necessary climbs.

All the times when your heart shined through,
Are the greatest memories I have of you.

I will always remember you, brother of mine
in my heart I will keep you, so I will be fine.

I will go forward with my head up high,
it might be hard, I cannot lie.

But in my heart you will be,
moving forward, you with me
Posted by Kristie Townsend on August 20, 2017
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**Achieved our target **
Thank you for your kindness and support
Posted by Kristie Townsend on July 9, 2017
In Memory of You

I find an old photograph 
and see your smile. 
As I feel your presence anew, 
I am filled with warmth 
and my heart remembers love.
I read an old card 
sent many years ago 
during a time of turmoil and confusion. 
The soothing words written then 
still caress my spirit 
and bring me peace.

I remember who you used to be 
the laughter we shared 
and wonder what you have become. 
Where are you now, 
Where did you go, 
When the body is left behind 
and the spirit is released to fly?

Perhaps you are the morning bird 
singing joyfully at sunrise, 
or the butterfly that dances 
so carelessly on the breeze 
or the rainbow of colours 
that brightens a stormy sky 
or the fingers of afternoon mist 
delicately reaching over the mountains 
or the final few rays of the setting sun 
lighting up the skies 
edging the clouds with a magical glow.

I miss your being 
but I feel your presence, 
In whatever form you choose to take, 
however you now choose to be.

Your spirit has become for me 
a guardian angel on high 
guiding, advising, and watching over me.

I remember you. 
You are with me 
and I am not afraid.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on July 8, 2017
The Circle

From within the circle, we talk about the past, I hear cries for fathers, mothers, sons and daughters, brothers and sisters and friendships we thought would last.

And we ache for the arms of a loved one of a time too short lived and of questions left more piercing than a knife. Oh, the questions come hauntingly, pressing your mind, when a loved one takes their own life.

In the Circle I dare reach out my hand.
In the Circle help me see there's a plan for me.

And my story becomes yours as we struggle through the pain.
In the Circle, we remember their names. We have daydreams of the future about how we thought it might be, with regrets of conversations that might have been the key.

We are angry and confused as we struggle for our breath. Our hearts cry out in anger in what has been labeled a senseless death.

We have good days and bad days, and without a trace, in the circle, tears and smiles meet as we gather strength together.
Sons and daughters, husbands and wives, brothers and sisters and friendships felt deep in our souls, memories and moments left clinging to us, and questions of how to let go.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on July 6, 2017
I am still filled with conflicting emotions that I thought I should have been used to by now.
Once in a while I get hit by a gut wrenching feeling that knocks the wind out of me. Out of nowhere a torrent of feelings filled with never ending tears and sorrow fill my eyes and my entire being.
I thought that by now I would have gotten used to the ups and downs of loosing you. But I guess there is no getting used to that. This is my norm now, my reality and I need to accept it.
You are ever so present in everything that I am doing, but once in a while and out of nowhere I see myself gazing deeply into myself and wandering about you.
Emotions on top of many unresolved emotions keep on piling up, pressing me, dwarfing me, drowning me, making me seem so small, so insignificant.
Emotions that are demanding a lot of me but nothing seems to work. Taking their toll on me and our loved ones.
Emotions... how much I hate you and how much I need you.
Emotions... please leave alone. Stop bothering me. Let me enjoy my Bro's beautiful memories without breaking down.
Emotions... please stay with me. Keep me company. Keep on knocking me down. Keep on reminding me of how I miss my beautiful brother.
Emotions... how much I need you and how much I loathe you.
I love you Bro. Every single beautiful emotion that I have is for you and every single bad emotion is a reminder of how much I miss you and I need you.
Please help me Robin Lcfc Ali Robin Ali to channel my emotions in the right way. In a way that will help me preserve your beautiful memory from now until eternity.
I love you with all of my emotions.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on July 6, 2017
A Silent Tear
(Author Unknown)

Just close your eyes and you will see
All the memories that you have of me
Just sit and relax and you will find
I'm really still there inside your mind


Don’t cry for me now I'm gone
For I am in the land of song
There is no pain, there is no fear
So dry away that silent tear


Don’t think of me in the dark and cold
For here I am, no longer old
I'm in that place that’s filled with love
Known to you all, as "up above"
Posted by Kristie Townsend on July 4, 2017
In Memory of My Brother

So much sorrow,
with infinite pain,
The emotions inside,
I could never explain.

My brother has left,
as I stand here and cry.
My burning tears,
are asking me why.

I'll cherish those memories,
both of us shared.
He was a person,
that genuinely cared.

I miss him so much,
just can't say goodbye,
I know he'd want me,
to keep my head up real high.

I loved him so much,
my brother and dear friend,
I wish I could wake,
and this nightmare would end.

But now I must let him,
just rest in peace
His memory and image,
I shall never release.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on June 28, 2017
So go and run free with the angels
Dance around the golden clouds
For the lord has chosen you to be with him
And we should feel nothing but proud
Although he has taken you from us
And our pain a lifetime will last
Your memory will never escape us
But make us glad for the time we did have
Your face will always be hidden
Deep inside our hearts
Each precious moment you gave us
Shall never, ever depart
So go and run free with the angels
As they sing so tenderly
And please be sure to tell them
To take good care of you for me
Posted by Kristie Townsend on June 28, 2017
I will wait for you...
I will wait for you...
Though we never had a chance to say goodbye,
Remember me...
When winter snows are falling through a quiet sky
I'll remember you
When, in our darkest hour,
You held my hand and prayed I wouldn't go,
But a silent voice called out to me;
My time had come, and I had to travel Home...

Since then, I know your life has never been the same,
For I visit you each day:
So many times I've felt your pain:
I've watched you cry:
And I've heard you call my name...

But now, further along life's road I stand
In a timeless world, just beyond your sight,
Waiting for the day when I can take your hand and bring you across
to this land of Golden Light...

Till then, remember me, you understand-and try not to cry.
But if you do:
Let your tears fall
For the happiness and joy we knew,
And for the special love we shared,
For love can never die.

Stephen O'Brien
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 24, 2017
One Sweet Day"

Sorry I never told you
All I wanted to say
And now it's too late to hold you
'Cause you've flown away
So far away

Never had I imagined
Living without your smile
Feeling and knowing you hear me
It keeps me alive
Alive

[Chorus:]
And I know you're shining down on me from heaven
Like so many friends we've lost along the way
And I know eventually we'll be together
One sweet day

Darling I never showed you
Assumed you'd always be there
I took your presence for granted
But I always cared
And I miss the love we shared

[Chorus]

Although the sun will never shine the same again
I'll always look to a brighter day
Lord I know when I lay me down to sleep
You will always listen as I pray

[Chorus]

Sorry I never told you
All I wanted to say
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
Secret Tears
Tears cascade through me in secret
I don't want you to see
how very much your pain and suffering
is taking a toll on me.

I hear your cries of agony as pain
wrecks havoc on all of you
and my heart, my whole body reacts
and it seems the pain hits me hard too.

I've begged, I've pleaded and asked the angels
to just reach down and touch your soul
hoping that their angelic touch from above
will help your pain, your misery to just let loose, just go

But even when you have moments so brief
whenever you're not in horrific pain
and we both try to rejoice and exalt in the relief,
the pain finds its way back again

So this leaves me in tears of agony of my own within
for watching you suffer and seeing your fear
is like watching you drown in a murky lake
when no one else is anywhere near--

But I cannot give up, I will NOT leave you
no matter how bad it gets, my dear bro
I'm right here next to you crying my secret tears
that I hope you can't see as your pain (and mine) continues to grow
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
Perhaps, before I was born, I was told about you.
How you'd both come to be.

Perhaps, a deity sat me down and said - if you wish, you can bear their suffering.
And I must have said yes.

Perhaps you'll never know just how much I'd do for you, and how like my sadness, my love is endless
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
Little Brothers and Swings
I can still see him now, as I look out the window.
My little brother trying to swing by himself.
I can hear my him in my head saying,
“push me, push me I want to go higher!”

I would always laugh and would always mock.
I never talked or played with my brother.
We didn’t get to cherish the moments we had together.
Me and brother always argued, couldn’t get along for at least five seconds.

Now my brother is gone.
My brother never got a push.
I can hear my him in my head saying,
“push me, push me I want to go higher!”

And I’ve realised that swing was a better than me.
At least that swing supported my brother.
The swing lifted my brother,
just high enough for him to enjoy it.

Now I’m all alone,
just the swing and me.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
My loving brother
I love you forever
Your bright smile
Touched my heart
Your gone but never
Forgetting ill always
Love you brother
Forever you shall
Always be apart
Of my beating heart.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
Requiem for a lost friend
I lost you, no we lost you
We have missed you, we will miss you.

We have lost your wiley, witty, sarcastic humor.
So creative, we lost your bass voice sound as deep and strong as Gabriel's trumpet.
Always time for us, even when there wasn't.

But why?
Why, why, why, why, WHY?!?
Why didn't you love yourself like we loved you?
You let it get bad, then worse, until it was too late.
You had left us...
I asked you for to see the doctor...
You put it off, not for a day. It was weeks...
I am hurt, you are missed so...
Missed so much...

I will go on, but the world is that much darker...
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
If I could have one last conversation with you,
I would tell you how much I love you
I would show you how much you are missed
We'd laugh at terrible jokes
And we'd reminisce
If I could have one last conversation with you...
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
Now hush baby brother, dont you cry
Everything's gonna be alright
Gotta toughen up my little buba, i told ya
I'll always be with ya in your mind
You'll hear alot of things but hold onto my good side
Dont forget you were my pride
It may feel a little painful, when the rain falls
But i promise the sun will always shine
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
I miss you.
It's been a while now.
I wish you didn't have to leave.
I wish you lived.
I'm leaving, too.
But not to see you yet.
I'll just be in a place away from here.
Guide me.
Be my angel.
Never a day passed that I didn't miss you.
I miss you more today.
Everyday.
Always.
Let my love reach heaven.
I love you, Robin.
I love you, brother.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
You always were the light of my life,
My helper when ever I faced strife.

Too soon gone, much to my sorrow,
Won't see you again until tomorrow.

When the stars in the sky twinkle above,
I just know it's you sending your love.

There's a whole in my life that can never be filled,
And a pain in my heart that can never be stilled.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
The truest of love is that that does not die
Pure love was found only in your honest eyes
Contentment was holding you close to heart
Burrowing in your scent
Joy was conquering mountains by your side

I want back every moment with you, life was never dull
There was definition, motivation and fulfillment
I still have the memories to hold onto, but can it ever be enough?
I had to let you go and my soul has collected another deep scar
You are severely missed, my handsome boy
I was not ready, I was not prepared
You deserved so much more than I was ever able to give you
And you gave me so much that I did not deserve

Your spirit will live forever in the hearts that you touched
Your love will rest in me until the end
You were my best friend and my little brother
I miss you more than words can say
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
This sadness was our burden to carry,
Brother of mine,
Our burden to carry,
Throughout our lives.

Yet you have broken your shackles,
Brother of mine, have finally flown free,
And I am left questioning,
Hoping you will never forget me.

I cried back then, when turmoil unfolded,
And you comforted me with a soothing voice.
Now you have left this place,
And I don't blame you for that choice.

Please, all I am asking of you,
My dear brother,
Do not forget that little boy,
Who feared his mother.

I remain in the rubble of our past,
Please think of me even as you are free.
Back in those cloudy days,
You endeavored to help me see.

I am endlessly grateful.
Do not forget me, brother of mine,
For I might carry this burden,
For all of time.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
Dear Brother,
Forgive me for I don't want you to leave.
Forgive me for I don't open up to you.
Forgive me for you have to wipe away my salty tears.
Forgive me for you have to be strong for the both of us.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
Whence once I heard the faint whisper of the rushing wind
It formed a name in the air, whispering
The faint decibels that your soul voiced
Called out to me, unheard and unvoiced
Sweeping right back I searched for your figure
Forming shapes in the clouds
Awaiting your selfless shoulder
“Oh brother!” I cried out, “Where had you gone?”
You curved your lips and embraced me for long
My head felt light. My soul lingered
And I drifted to another world
To a scape bygone
As toddlers, I saw us playing on the hill tops
Amidst wintery clouds
I saw me run after you and fall on the ground
And suddenly you turned, with concern on your brows
Chasing back and picking me up
Brushing my tears and swinging me up
I saw us race to the school in the mornings
And I saw you hold my hand while returning
But then I felt my hands bereft
My head felt light. My soul revered
I saw me race alone to the school
And I saw me fall and chase the lonely cloud
I saw your face, and its obscure lines
My wet eyes rained bringing me back to this time
Sweeping right around I again searched for your figure
In vain I tried to form some shapes in the clouds
And then I heard the whispering wind rush in
Blanketing the clouds and taking them in
I heard no whispers, no names and no sound
“Oh brother!” I cried out, “Where have you gone?”
Posted by Kristie Townsend on May 23, 2017
As my eyes close at dawn,
Memories haunt my being;
Sighting those wondrous reminiscence,
Hearing those melodious laughter.

Tears stream down my eyes,
Those moments are gone;
But a smile shines on my face,
You've been a great part of me.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on April 19, 2017
It's not getting any easier. It's just getting different. Miss you bro xxx
Posted by Kristie Townsend on February 18, 2017
Day by day I think of you,
How can all of this be true?
I can't believe you're really gone,
I still can't accept it,
Even after so long.
Just the thought of you makes me cry,
I never even got the chance to say goodbye.
Every picture, every letter,
I don't know if it will ever get better.
I always smell your familiar scent,
It makes me think of all of the times we've spent.
I know we didn't always get along,
And every time we talked, it would always go wrong.
So many things I never got to say,
I never imagined you'd ever be so far away.
You were my brother,
And I loved you like no other.
In my heart you'll always be,
You'll be my guide and help me see.
I'll never forget your soothing voice,
I would take your place if I had a choice.
But now I have to let you rest,
Although without you my world's a mess.
I miss you with all of my heart,
I wish we never had to part.
I know you're always by my side,
So now I guess this is my goodbye...
Posted by Kristie Townsend on February 17, 2017
It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on February 17, 2017
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.

Harriet Stowe
Posted by Kristie Townsend on February 17, 2017
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

Thomas Campbell
Posted by Kristie Townsend on February 3, 2017
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.

Rumi
Posted by Kristie Townsend on November 25, 2016
Following message was sent to you by Jemma Ali from the ForeverMissed.com online memorial dedicated to Robin Francis Ali:

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Miss YOU Robin. Not an hour goes by in the day that you don't enter my mind. I'll never ever forget you.... You will always be my big brother who looked after me until the end.
Posted by Kristie Townsend on November 22, 2016
Hi Kristie, what a beautiful website you have done for Robin. I checked it all out and the photos brought memories of when he was with us. He did have a great smile and sense of humour - in fact I only have memories of him being pretty upbeat and very open. He was a pleasure to see. I'm not surprised he went on to help so many others. I was very sad to hear of his death, it was shocking to us down here. Thank you also for including us in your justgiving site. He wont be forgotten by anyone who knew him here. Yours Tessa (Streetscene Addiction and Recovery Services, Bournemouth. )
Posted by Kristie Townsend on November 22, 2016
Hi Kirstie, sorry to hear that and there but for the grace of God go I. He always had a huge heart and he certainly helped me at times. I know some of his struggles yet he always made time. I remember the run up to him getting his dogs and him building there kennel/hotel in the garden he was like a big child. He also used to moan at me a lot for driving up the road too fast getting into work but it was always from a caring perspective. Since my mum passed 2 years into my own recovery journey I came to believe that our days on this earth are the dream and when we go to sleep is when we all awake to live our lives, but that is just my thoughts and I take comfort in that. I hope you and the rest of the family are a little more at ease now, not that it will ever be easy I guess. But to be able to close your eyes and be with him will bring some comfort. Thank you for taking the time to message me. My thoughts and prayers with you, warm regards Leigh Pitt wood.

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