RIP
Anthony Hayden Cameron McAllister-Cram
05th January 2007 - 23rd May 2007
Today is my best friend Shannon's beautiful Son's 2nd Anniversary.
I only met Anthony the one time, it was on Shann's 18th birthday which is only a few weeks before Anthony's Anniversary. I was blown away at how tiny he was hands and features were for his age...but then I remember he was sick. It was a stressful time for Shann and his family, and I remember the day he was born and how Shann texted me in a big freak out that he was a dad...I also remember the day he passed away in the hospital. I struggled a bit because I was so use to being with Shann, we would always be on the phone or texting if not that then we would be in person....so for me I had to try and learn to give him his space and time with his family and giving them space to grieve.
I remember the day of the Funeral, I was the first one at the cemetry, and I sat and waited in the car park for Shannon and his family to come. It was odd for me, as I was going to a funeral for my best friend's son, as well as for my ex best friend's son. Though I was there out of moral support for Shann, a part of me went out to my former best friend who sat on the opposite side of the chapel.
Anthony's funeral was my first funeral for a baby or a child, and it was extremely sad. Its something you shouldnt really have to go to. Everything is so small in size compared to an adult...the coffin, the grave....the herse looks so massive in comparison of the coffin size. And then knowing that a little life has ended so soon before it gets to experience anything...its extremely tough. It was probably the first funeral where I have actually cried at and had to hold hands with people...
Its hard leaving your best friend behind when they are hurting and in pain. But you have to suck it up and respect their wishes....and wait to be called on when they need you to come back...I remember after Anthony's funeral, in the evening going to see Shannon and his family, we had a little party in rememberance of him. I remember it because Shannon rang my work to say I wasnt coming in that he needed me, and my supervisor Maxine wasnt happy one bit about it...i felt so bad and wrote a massive letter of appology to her and gave it the next day....I think that was the day that me and Max became close (haha I use to think she was a major bitch but now I love her to bits)
Well to cut a long story short - I think I need to pay a much long awaited visit to my best friend's son's grave...and lay some flowers down for him, as I have not been since the day I shoved the soil onto his grave.
RIP Anthony - may your memory remain strong in your Daddy, Uncle Kammy and Nanny's hearts forever. Watch over them and guide them through their days....and remind them how much you love them and how thankful you are for the short time you had with them here....
I only met Anthony the one time, it was on Shann's 18th birthday which is only a few weeks before Anthony's Anniversary. I was blown away at how tiny he was hands and features were for his age...but then I remember he was sick. It was a stressful time for Shann and his family, and I remember the day he was born and how Shann texted me in a big freak out that he was a dad...I also remember the day he passed away in the hospital. I struggled a bit because I was so use to being with Shann, we would always be on the phone or texting if not that then we would be in person....so for me I had to try and learn to give him his space and time with his family and giving them space to grieve.
I remember the day of the Funeral, I was the first one at the cemetry, and I sat and waited in the car park for Shannon and his family to come. It was odd for me, as I was going to a funeral for my best friend's son, as well as for my ex best friend's son. Though I was there out of moral support for Shann, a part of me went out to my former best friend who sat on the opposite side of the chapel.
Anthony's funeral was my first funeral for a baby or a child, and it was extremely sad. Its something you shouldnt really have to go to. Everything is so small in size compared to an adult...the coffin, the grave....the herse looks so massive in comparison of the coffin size. And then knowing that a little life has ended so soon before it gets to experience anything...its extremely tough. It was probably the first funeral where I have actually cried at and had to hold hands with people...
Its hard leaving your best friend behind when they are hurting and in pain. But you have to suck it up and respect their wishes....and wait to be called on when they need you to come back...I remember after Anthony's funeral, in the evening going to see Shannon and his family, we had a little party in rememberance of him. I remember it because Shannon rang my work to say I wasnt coming in that he needed me, and my supervisor Maxine wasnt happy one bit about it...i felt so bad and wrote a massive letter of appology to her and gave it the next day....I think that was the day that me and Max became close (haha I use to think she was a major bitch but now I love her to bits)
Well to cut a long story short - I think I need to pay a much long awaited visit to my best friend's son's grave...and lay some flowers down for him, as I have not been since the day I shoved the soil onto his grave.
RIP Anthony - may your memory remain strong in your Daddy, Uncle Kammy and Nanny's hearts forever. Watch over them and guide them through their days....and remind them how much you love them and how thankful you are for the short time you had with them here....
Fly High Little Angel!
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