| Location | Oldham |
| Age | 25 years |
| Cause of Death | Cancer |
| Date of Birth | 05/01/1981 |
| Date of Death | 08/09/2006 |
| Visitors | 5,652 since 03/11/2006 |
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Our darling Gareth most precious son of Dave and Sharon. Beloved brother to Samantha and Amy.
Gareth suffered for 2 years from a cruel brain tumour ( glioblastoma)
After 2 brain opps and endless treatments the cancer got to him in the end.
Gareth worked with his dad as a painter and decorator, he was a fun loving party annimal and a huge
Madonna fan, he really was beautiful inside and outside.
When Gareth knew he wasnt going to get better he planned his own funeral with so much bravery and
courage beyond belief, everything had to be perfect, typical of Gareth he was a perfectionist,
He was to see his beloved Madonna in Cardiff on July 30th 06,
At this time he couldnt walk and the 4 hour journey there seemed immpossible but Gareth being Gareth
was going, me and his Dad went for the weekend and against the odds stacked against us we got him
there he had to go in a wheelchair but he saw her for the last time.
It was after we got home that Gareth starting to get really ill.
The bravery and courage facing his own death was out of this world. but the pain we had to endure
watching our darling child go through this was unbearable.
Gareth lost his battle on 8 sept 06 at home surounded by his loving family
he passed away so peacefully, watching my brave Gareth take his last breath was heartbreaking.
The picture of Gareth in his cowboy hat was taken 2 years before he died at a Madonna concert.If you
go on his photo gallery the picture with his thumbs up was on his way to his last madonna
concert.Music playing Madonna-------- LITTLE STAR.
FOREVER YOUNG, ETERNALLY BEUATIFULL NO MORE PAIN MY SON XXXX
MY DARLING GARETH
A Glimpse
Sometimes I think I catch a glimpse
of you standing just close by
I turn and see that you're not there
at the corner of my eye.
I want so much to turn around
and see you standing there,
for you to stay and let me touch
your hands, your face, your hair.
I long to hear you call me Mum
in your beloved voice.
I want you so to stay with me
but I know you have no choice.
So I'll keep on trying to catch a glimpse
when you're just beyond my sight
I feel you there, I know it's true,
and not a trick of the light.
I know one day there'll come a time,
when there'll be no doubt I'm sure.
I'll find you there with arms outstretched
and be home with you once more
My Darling Garethxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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BLESSING TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY ALWAYS,.LOVE JUDE.X
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Read at Kierans Funeral
Miss Me But Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no tears in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little – But not for long
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that 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 Master’s plan
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to your friends that we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good works,
Miss me – But let me go.
Perhaps if we could see the splendour of the land
To which our loved ones are called from you and me,
We’d understand
Perhaps if we could hear the welcome they receive
From old familiar voices all so dear
We would not grieve.
Perhaps if we could know the reason why they went
We’d smile and wipe away the tears that flow
We’d wait content
Miss me – But let me go
Candles in the Night
Candles flame in darkness,
Flicker, steadily glow,
Bringing light from shadows
And help to soothe me so.
My son, like the candles,
Gave my life true light,
I use the candle's beacon
To connect us in the night.
As I light the candles,
My wish and my request
Is that he'll see my signal
And know my love's expressed.
As his light joins my lights,
Our worlds touch and flame.
As I snuff out the candles,
I softly say his name.
By Genesse Bourdeau Gentry
anniversary
thinking of you today on this the anniversary of the day you left us....
you will be dancing in your dreams and singing to madge where ever you are
love and miss you always and forever xxxx
The Pit of Grief
The day my child died, I fell into the pit of grief. My friends watched me struggle through daily life; waiting for the person I once was to arise from the pit, not realizing 'she' is gone forever.
The pit is full of darkness, heartache and despair; it paralyzes your thoughts, movements and ability to ration. The pit leaves you forever changed, unable to surface the person you once were.
Some of my pre-grief friends gather around the top of the pit, waiting for the old me to appear before their eyes, not understanding what’s taking me so long to emerge. After all, in their eyes, I’ve been in the pit for quite sometime. Yet in my eyes, it seems as if I fell in only yesterday.
Not all of my pre-grief friends are gathered around the top of the pit. Some are helping me with the climb out of the darkness. They climb side by side with me from time to time, but mostly they climb ahead of me, waiting patiently at each plateau. Even with these friends I sometimes wonder if they are also waiting for the pre-grief me to magically appear before their eyes.
Then there are the casual acquaintances, you know the ones who say 'Hi, how are you?' when they really don't care or really want to know. These are the people who sigh in relief, that is my child who died and not theirs. You know ... the 'better them, than me' attitude.
My post-grief friends are the ones who climb with me, side by side, inch by inch, out of the pit of grief. They have no way of comparing the pit climbed to the pre-grief person I once was. You see, they started at the bottom of the pit with me. They are able to reassure me when I need reassurance, rest when I need resting, and encourage me to move forward when I don't have the strength. They have no expectations, no memories and no recollection of how I 'should' be. They want me to get better, to smile more often and find joy in life, but they also accepted the person I’ve become. The 'person' who is emerging from the pit.
Unknown Author
Thinking of you.XXX
The Four Candles
The four candles burned slowly
Their ambiance was so soft you
Could hear them speak.......
The first candle said “I am peace, but these days, no one wants to keep me lit.”
Then peace’s flame slowly diminishes and goes out completely.
The second candle said “I am Faith, but these days, I am no longer indispensable.”
Then Faith’s flame slowly diminishes and goes out completely.
Sadly the third candle spoke “I am Love and I haven’t the strength to stay lit any longer.” “People put me aside and don’t understand my importance. They even forget to love those who are nearest to them.”
And waiting no longer, Love goes out completely.
Suddenly........
A child enters the room and sees the three candles no longer burning.
The child begins to cry, “Why are you not burning? You are supposed to stay lit until the end.”
Then the fourth candle spoke gently to the little boy, “Don’t be afraid, for I am Hope, and while I still burn, we can re-light the other candles.”
With shining eyes the child took the candle of Hope and lit the other three candles.
Never let the Flame of Hope go out in your life.
Thinking of you.XXX
Next to you
You cannot see or touch me
But I'm standing next to you.
Your tears will only hurt me,
Your sadness makes me blue.
Be brave and show a smiling face
Let not your grief show through.
I love you from a different place,
Yet I'm standing next to you.
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