I'm not sure how I feel about the blogging world acting as some kind of confessional or as a 'virtual shoulder' to cry on. For a start it kind of goes against the grain. I'm not exactly the 'cry on your shoulder' type, but I suppose dealing with a lot of unknown faces helps, so here goes.
Mrs Vicar and I had a lovely daughter who died. Her name was Beth. It was a long time ago, but the memory does not diminish. She would have been eleven today. She was only a year and a half old when she died and she was very sick, so in many ways she was released from a lot of torment. But there is still hardly a day goes by when I do not think of her. These days I mostly laugh at the memories rather than shed a tear so it is not a tortuous thing at all, in fact it's a celebration. Beth these are for you:
Paul Weller - Sunflower (mp3) buy
Van Morrison - Sweet Thing (mp3) buy
The House of Love - Shine On (mp3) buy
Tori Amos - Cornflake Girl (mp3) buy
4 comments:
Mate, blogging is all about personal details. There's plenty of bland, faceless magazines for us to read out there otherwise.
Happy birthday Beth.
Take care x
Sorry to hear that. As a parent I can't imagine anything worse.
And I agree with everything Matthew said.
Sorry I'm late in here....
I'm with all that has been said above.
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