| Location | Halifax |
| Age | 65 years |
| Cause of Death | Other Disease |
| Date of Birth | 13/08/1936 |
| Date of Death | 11/10/2001 |
| Visitors | 563 since 22/04/2009 |
| Creator |
This is for my Biological Grandad Brian Briggs
All i have of him is an empty picture frame! :o(
I dont really remember much about him as he had left the family and nobody thought it was apporpriate that i made my own choice regarding seeing him
The memorys i have are only from what people have told me.
When i was a young child i was very ill in hospital and my mother told me he used to come to the hospital everyday simply to try and see my but was always turned away by my dad :o(
His death was horrific and even made the Halifax courier!
Brian had a heart condition which required regular medication to keep his blood thin however because he was a heavy drinker the medication didnt work. He collapsed in his bathroom and died on the floor. It wasnt until and extimated 8-12months later (By the coranor) that his body was found in his little flat in King Cross.
It was that badly decomposed that they had to identify him by dental records! The flat was coverd in blue bottles so had to be deep cleaned by the council which ment nothing could be saved.
All i got of my grandad was ONE PHOTO and a domino pub trophie!
(Which id like to add my dad chucked away)
I dont understand how someone could be left alone for so long?
I wish i had been given the chance to meet him and make my own judgements on a man who obivously cared for me regardless of what other family memeber thought!
His funrel was just another imatation of his lonely life.
There was 6 people there!
My dad and his partner,
My auntie (His daughter) and her partner,
Me
And some random guy from the Running man who he used to drink with
Theres was one wreath and no effort put into the funrel...
Bright Eyes from Watership down was played as the coffin was led away (My choice) Although i didnt know him i couldnt keep the tears back. It was a mixture of tears for my Grandad, tears that i didnt know him and tears of how piterfull his life and death had panned out!
A few weeks after the funrel we scattered his ashes over Blackpool beach - Not quite sure why but i thought it was a nice place for someone to rest
If another auntie hadnt seen the advert from the coroner in the Halifax courier i wouldnt have even known he had died!
I hate the fact that family rows led to this!
NOBODY DESERVES TO DIE ALONE AND LAY UNDISCOVERD FOR MONTHS REGARDLESS OF WHAT THEY HAVE OR HAVENT DONE.
R.I.P Brian. I wish i had been given the chance to know you!
Id be very greatfull if you could now light a candle for my Grandad to show he wasnt/ isnt totally forgotton? x
Love Always Amanda xxxx
This Beautiful Butterfly..
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Is a gift to you above..
With it's wings of many colours
Made with love
You fly high..
Just like this beautiful butterfly
You fly past the stars..
And up to the moon
Oh why sweet angel..
Was you gone too soon?
You spread your wings..
Just like this beautiful butterfly
Go fly through the clouds
And up to the sky
With not a care..
You fly free
And if you can..
Fly home to me
copyright� Jackie Thomas 22/07/09.
It's strange the feeling i get when i think about you.
I wounder things like
"would we have had a close relationship?"
"would you still be around now if someone had of helped you along the right path?"
"and would you have been my grandad given the chance?"
The family is torn apart! To say its a mess is a underestamation, havent spoken to my dad for months. He's pissing off to Portugal soon with his latest girlfriend... Lets just hope this one doesnt back fire on him like the last one did because i dont think ill be around to pick up the pieces anymore!
Your youngest grandson Harvey started Nursery on Tuesday, Totally didnt even care i had gone lol.
Wished you could have met them, Im sure you would have loved them
i didn no you brian,,,,but what a fitting tribute your grandaughter as said..... hope you have found peace on the other side... i lost my daughter in feb of this year... she will look after you im sure of that... your grandaughter was right about family squabbles....should never happen lives to short...you never no whats round the corner... my love to your grandaughter...at least she as got a heart... r.i.p
Letter From Heaven.
When tomorrow starts without me,
and I'm not there to see;
If the sun should rise and find your eyes,
all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry,
the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things,
we didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me,
as much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
please try to understand,
that an Angel came and called my name,
and took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready,
in heaven far above,
and that I'd have to leave behind,
all those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
a tear fell from my eye,
for all life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
so much yet to do,
it seemed almost impossible,
that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays,
the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday,
just even for awhile,
I'd say goodbye and kiss you
and maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
that this could never be,
for emptiness and memories,
would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
my heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
from His great golden throne,
He said, "This is eternity,
and all I've promised you".
Today for life on earth is past,
but here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
but today will always last,
and since each day's the same day,
there's no longing for the past.
But you have been so faithful,
so trusting and so true.
Though there were times you did some things,
you knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven
and now at last you're free.
So won't you take my hand
and share my life with me?
So when tomorrow starts without me,
don't think we're far apart,
for every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart.
SLEEP TIGHT SWEET ANGEL
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My grief is like a river...
I have to let it flow,
But I myself determine
Just where the banks will go.
Some days the current takes me
In waves of guilt and pain,
But there are always quiet pools
Where I can rest again.
I crash on rocks of anger--
My faith seems faint indeed,
But there are other swimmers
Who know that what I need
Are loving hands to hold me
When the waters are too swift,
And someone kind to listen
When I just seem to drift.
Grief's river is a process
Of relinquishing the past.
By swimming in Hope's channels
I'll reach the shore at last.
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