You must think I'm crazy still updating this blog - but it appears that writing (or typing) is my way of getting through this surreal time. I don't know what I'm going to do when I've nothing more to write! :-)
It has occurred to us that no-one, besides immediate family, got to know Alannah. You may wonder how you get to know a little child over such a short period of time - most of which was spent under the care of the nursing staff of the hospital - but we did get to know her and we would like to share what we learnt with you.
Remembering Alannah
Her hair was black, her skin so soft, her eyes were navy blue
Although they seldom opened, they now watch over you.
She slept often and soundly, with her hands curled up under her chin
It’s a pose we remember fondly – as if guarding herself from within.
Alannah was a fighter – determined, stubborn and brave
She knew just what she wanted and what we could, we gave.
From sucking on her soother to spitting it out when done
This determined young lady always tried to make sure she won.
One day she blocked a receptor, her hand was in the way
I tried to move it gently but Alannah had something to say.
She kept the hand there firmly, it was nearly impossible to move
As I lifted the fingers individually, Alannah put them back and proved
The strength within her was fierce and she knew what felt right for her
We smiled and said - Good on you. Who are we to deter?
But I was still her mammy and not to be outdone
Prised the hand away from the receptor and said – Now remember hon, I’m the mum!
We fed her some bottles and changed her nappy too
We held her close a number of times and rocked her to and fro.
Alannah gave such strength and comfort, we were amazed from one so small
But we will always remember the feeling, she gave it to one and all.
So when you see the cherry blossom fall slowly from the tree
Remember our Alannah who’s beautiful, strong and free.
For Alannah with all our love
Mammy, Daddy and your brother Mikey
xxxx
Her hair was black, her skin so soft, her eyes were navy blue
Although they seldom opened, they now watch over you.
She slept often and soundly, with her hands curled up under her chin
It’s a pose we remember fondly – as if guarding herself from within.
Alannah was a fighter – determined, stubborn and brave
She knew just what she wanted and what we could, we gave.
From sucking on her soother to spitting it out when done
This determined young lady always tried to make sure she won.
One day she blocked a receptor, her hand was in the way
I tried to move it gently but Alannah had something to say.
She kept the hand there firmly, it was nearly impossible to move
As I lifted the fingers individually, Alannah put them back and proved
The strength within her was fierce and she knew what felt right for her
We smiled and said - Good on you. Who are we to deter?
But I was still her mammy and not to be outdone
Prised the hand away from the receptor and said – Now remember hon, I’m the mum!
We fed her some bottles and changed her nappy too
We held her close a number of times and rocked her to and fro.
Alannah gave such strength and comfort, we were amazed from one so small
But we will always remember the feeling, she gave it to one and all.
So when you see the cherry blossom fall slowly from the tree
Remember our Alannah who’s beautiful, strong and free.
For Alannah with all our love
Mammy, Daddy and your brother Mikey
xxxx
Wow is all i can say, what you have written there was so emotional and an amazing story to tell, i had tears running down my cheeks and im a bloke!.
ReplyDeleteAlannah seemed to be such a strong little fighter with parents that helped her along her way.
I wish you all the best and happiness for the future and may Alannah rest in peace looking over you with a smile full of love and admiration.
Had to comment as i found what you had written was amazing.
Charlie's Dad (Heartline)