| Location | Carluke |
| Age | 1 year, 5 months |
| Cause of Death | Meningitis |
| Date of Birth | 09/07/1993 |
| Date of Death | 13/12/1994 |
| Visitors | 1,555 since 18/10/2008 |
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my baby had a short life 17mths when he died tragically snatched from me , he was a good baby wee bit nutty he would run rings around me running away from me down next doors garden giggling all the way i miss my beutiful baby with his bright blue eyes and blonde curly hair
Alistair would have been 15yr old on july just passed . i dont have many pictures of him as i could not bear to get them developed regrettably i wasnt thinking back then was too devastated he was an angel that i got the pleasure of borrowing for a short time before god wanted to take him .life was really hard for me after that although he had 2 older brothers and now has 1 younger brother and a younger sister , i miss u Alistair so much not a day goes by i dont think of you my darling beutiful baby xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
HAPPY BIRTHDAY 18
Today wouuld have been my baby son Alistairs 18th birthday
i miss him so much ,his wee cheeky smiles ,his dancin to boyzone ,
him runnin down the next doors garden away from me as i hung the washing out lookin at me as if to say chase me mum im in here ,when i caught him the giggles that roared from him he was 17mth when he died but made such a huge impact in my life alway good happy times ,always a happy wee boy who his 2 big brothers adored,now he has another brother and sister to join in his birthday and a wee nephew ,,we all miss you baby and love you so very much ,,hope ur pappy is throwing you the biggest party up in heaven for me ,,i only wish i was doing it for you down here for you ,,,,,,love and kisses alway mum xxxx
In a baby castle, just beyond your eye,
Your baby plays with angel toys that money cannot buy.
Who are you to wish him back into this world of strife,
No, play on your baby, they'll have eternal life.
At night when all is silent and sleep forsakes your eyes,
You'll hear their tiny footsteps come running to your side
Their little hands caress you so tenderly and sweet,
You'll breathe a prayer and close your eyes and embrace them in your sleep.
Now you have a treasure that you rate above all others
You have known true glory,
You are still their mother.
Happy Birthday In Heaven - by Winnie Lovett
"Happy Birthday Alistair"
It's sure to be the best one yet,
Though you left us here behind.
Did you think that we'd forget?
Your cake this year, will surely be,
A beauty to behold.
With the icing made of Silver,
And the candles made of Gold.
Yes, your birthday in Heaven,
Will be such a grand affair.
And I know you'll look so lovely,
With a halo in your hair.
The Angels will come from everywhere,
To sing your birthday song.
And I know they'll be so happy,
That you've joined, God's Happy Throng.
No I can't send a card this year,
Or give a gift so fine.
So I'll just send a special prayer,
To that wonderful Son of yours.
Copyright of Winnie Lovett
My Little Angel x
Another year passed ,
still feels like it was yesterday,
we miss you my darling
but i know your rite beside me every day
hope your pappy is looking after you and you him
give each other a big hug from us all
I love you so much
if there was anything i could ask would have been just 1 more day with you my happy mischeivious little boy xx
Tiny Little Baby
Tiny little fingers
Tiny little toes
Why god chose you
Nobody know's
Tiny little teardrops
Down your tiny face
Remembered forever
Here in this place
Tiny little smiles
Are memory's in my mind
Love you now and forever
An angel hard to find
Tiny little baby
My tiny little child
Now up in heaven
Running free and wild.
Happy Birthday In Heaven - by Winnie Lovett
"Happy Birthday Alistair"
It's sure to be the best one yet,
Though you left us here behind.
Did you think that we'd forget?
Your cake this year, will surely be,
A beauty to behold.
With the icing made of Silver,
And the candles made of Gold.
Yes, your birthday in Heaven,
Will be such a grand affair.
And I know you'll look so lovely,
With a halo in your hair.
The Angels will come from everywhere,
To sing your birthday song.
And I know they'll be so happy,
That you've joined, God's Happy Throng.
No I can't send a card this year,
Or give a gift so fine.
So I'll just send a special prayer,
To that wonderful Son of yours.
16th birthday
Happy birthday
my wee beautiful baby boy
we are all thinking about you
wishing you were still with us
we all love you Alistair amd miss you so deeply
16 already time has flown by but never a day without missing you
i love you my darling baby boy xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
♥ A Shade of Sadness. ♥
In comes the darkness to my soul
even as I sit in the early morning sun,
the distant sounds of the living
seem far removed from the fogginess of my mind.
♥
In the stillness of the house
which seems quieter than quiet,
time seems to pass too slowly.
♥
A feeling of being outside myself
looking back into an empty shell
of the person I used to be.
♥
I cry for my former self.
That person I once liked and enjoyed.
She is gone.
A loss within a loss, within a loss.
♥
A heaviness in my heart,
the weight of a million tears.
Drowning my emotions,
mixing and swirling in a pool of despair.
Ugly hateful despair.
♥
A sadness so deep and heavy
leaving the body tired and used,
I feel I could sleep,
sleep for a thousand years and never wake up.
♥
A thousand years will not change a thing.
You would still not be here.
What to believe, I don't know.
I just don't know. My soul is lost.
♥
I know not which way to turn.
Where to look,
♥
I feel helpless,
helpless to help my self,
annoyed with the daily things of life I must do.
♥
I don't care, not anymore.
The world could fall upon it's knees
it would not matter,
I am too shrouded in the darkness of my world
that spins ever out of control,
directing my emotions
with no warning as to what feelings
will be brought upon me next.
♥
There is guilt, another weight to bear.
Those who are with me, who I love and love me,
they need me, but I am not ready.
I hold them back at arms length,
I am not ready,
their demands draw on what strength I have left.
For that I am sorry,
but I cannot help bringing on the emotional distance.
There is a need to protect myself,
but from what I am not sure.
♥
There is anger.
Anger that occasionally swells within me.
There is no direction into which to fling this anger.
It is a new and different type of anger
not one I am familiar with and it disturbs me.
It makes me afraid.
♥
I try to be strong. For you, and only you.
I try to think what you would have me do.
♥
I know you would want me to live my life.
To continue on. It is not an easy task, not at all.
♥
Some days I can go out
and meet the world with vigor and say I do this for you.
♥
Some days I must crawl into my shell
and hide from the world that has been so cruel to me.
I am trying.
♥
The days are filled with thoughts of you,
and should I find myself not thinking of you,
I gasp for fear that I am forgetting you.
♥
I have learned to value life, you have taught me this.
To see the beauty in each day given to me,
even through this veil of sad darkness.
I know it is there waiting for me.
♥
Someday the sadness will lift
and I will only think of you
with a smile and warmness in my heart.
My love for you will always be there
that shall never pass
and I hope somehow you know this too.
♥
Your memory is only a heartbeat away.
I shall always love,
I shall always long for you,
I shall always wish to have you back.
And I shall live -- if only for you.
My heart is broken
The moment that you died
my heart was torn in two,
one side filled with heartache,
the other died with you.
I often lie awake at night,
when the world is fast asleep,
and take a walk down memory lane,
with tears upon my cheeks.
Remembering you is easy,
I do it everyday,
but missing you is heartache
that never goes away.
I hold you tightly within my heart
and there you will remain.
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