Exactly one year ago today, life as I knew it took on a dramatic change. I realised a year ago today my real capacity to love. I realised a year ago today the importance and value of life. I realised a year ago today that tomorrow was not a guarantee, so every day was to be lived to it’s fullest, appreciating every moment. I always knew pain, but took for granted my days, my dreams, my hopes, my blessings, my children, my gifts and my future.
Today I learnt the hard way, the powerful, lasting impact of knife crime, and how fragile the gift of life really is. A year ago today I woke to “mum I hate it here, I wish I had never come to Manchester” followed by conversations, a pet talk, encouragement and I love you. With the sun setting to screams ” Kyron’s dead, they stabbed up Kyron” the sun never rose again within Kyron’s life on this Earth.
Do not put off to tomorrow, the things you can do today. Forgive those that hurt you, restore broken relationships, find your joy, find your hope, ressurrect your mind. The truth is life is a gift, life is what we make it. Good and bad days will come, but with the renewal of your mindset, unity with friends and family, collaboration and partnerships with professionals such as work colleagues,. Doctors, social services and other stakeholders that have an investment in this thing called life, you will rise.
Today I re post the tribute written to Kyron October 21st 2017. Many of you may have read it within news paper articles. It says everything my heart has to say. A year ago today my heart was broken. A year on those broken pieces still rattle.
I touched my belly overwhelmed as life kicked inside me
My smile shone brightly as I weighed up the possibilities
What would you look like? What type of man would you be?
What gifts and qualities would you bare? Would you look like me?
Then you came into the world a strong fighting warrior
Strong and valiant, beautiful oh what an honour
I felt the moment I looked in your eyes; your smile showed you recognised me.
My guardian of my heart, I was your mummy
At 8 months you walked, you spoke before one
While your friends still crawled, you decided to run
You were blessed with wisdom; on the gifted and talented register you were placed
You were artistic, a singing voice likes an angel and yes you had my face
Your talents were endless, what you touched turned to gold
Your deepest ambition to become an architect you told
Your heart was big, my protector, my friend
You had a strength that prevailed to the bitter end
You were a brother, a cousin, a nephew, a grandson, friend and so much more
You had endless potential that everyone saw
You did give trouble, but your grades were high
Your potential was great; you had the strength to fly
During this investigation so much will be said, but I will remember the 15 years you were my baby instead
I love you sweetie, it’s time to fly. Your daddy’s love will carry you by
Forgive me, you hated to see me cry. Your dad broke down as he said goodbye
We were united in love, the three of us forever
As a unit we remain forever and ever
Your departure has left a hole, a void, a pain
May his peace be with you till we meet again
I realise now to our family you were our happiness, our pride and joy
I ache in bitter sorrow as I remember my little boy
Rest easy in Angels arms; remember to look down on me
You will always be my king, my thoughts and every memory
I love You Kyron Antonio Webb for all eternity
I will never understand why you were taken from me
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