Fish on Friday. I miss my second son so much, but have to have faith that we will be together again.

Good day to you my brothers and sisters.

I look around here where I am and see cards. So sorry for your loss. With Sympathy. In Sympathy.  Sorry...

I`m a bloody jealous dad and I wanted Harry to be with us here on earth for the next eighty years and not in Heaven with ~God & Angels and so many saints...

My remaining son is in his country of birth at the moment, with his mum, my ex-wife.

It will be good for him to spend some weeks there, but it would be nice to hear from him. He is though in the province and probably cannot get a phone signal. 

I will pray that all his relatives will be a comfort to both he and his mama.

So am using art to express my grief and loss.

Some anger, but not seething, nor boiling over. Justifiable anger at this fallen world that produces weeds that choke plants and cancers that kill teenagers.

My tears are not constant, but my eyes are leaking H2O whilst I am typing this and missing Harry so much. I have to stay on this blooming planet, for my other son Josh and so many other people.  I would if Josh was okay with it, rather be in Heaven with my late beloved wife, Tracy, my youngest son Harry, Mum and dad. Plus of course all the saints, especially my current favourite, St Feofil, the fool for Christ!

I must stop grumbling now though and pick myself up, dust myself off and actually stop focusing on self...

Here for you are shots of my latest work.

Hope you enjoy it and pass it on.

 Just below Harry was broader and more heavy set than Josh, his one year older brother. This was before the Leukemia.                                            
                                                                                        Harry is on my left and Josh the right.

  Above  my sons and others in our family here in England.  Just below Harry was broader and more heavy set than Josh, his one year older brother. This was before the Leukemia.

            Please my brothers and sisters pray that God gives me the strength and resources to overcome
this tragic loss.  Yep, Maisy above is some comfort and a gift from God.  He gives and takes away!

Blessings and love to you all.. I hoping and praying that next year will be a better one for me.
You all have a good new year and please pass this on.

Your brother in Christ and of all the saints, Peter..