This site is dedicated to the memory of Mark Alan Bennett
We miss our wonderful son and brother. In our hearts and thoughts constantly.Our hearts are broken, Till we meet again love you always.
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Thoughts
“Do not judge the bereaved mother. She comes in many forms.
She is breathing, but she is dying.
She may look young, but inside she has become ancient.
She smiles, but her heart sobs.
She walks, she talks, she cooks, she cleans, she works, she IS,
but she IS NOT, all at once.
She is here, but part of her is elsewhere for eternity.”
Una
16th June 2014
It's strange sending a single thought when you pop into our heads almost every day. The memories you've left me with still have me smiling on a regular basis, thanks for that. I can't believe it's been 3 years. I think I can safely say we all miss you loads and that the hole can never really be filled. But must always keep smiling aye? :)
huwjones_310
28th October 2012
well mark you missed craigs 30th hope you were there with us every day is a nightmare without you if only you had spoken to us every minute of the day is a nightmare since you have been gone i wait and wait until i can see you again broken love you so much mum xxxxxxx
Una
14th September 2011
Candles
Miss you so much love you always xx
Lit by Mum on 27th October 2022
Uncomfortable shoes.
I hate my shoes.
Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.
Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.
Yet, I continue to wear them.
I get funny looks wearing these shoes. They are looks of sympathy.
I can tell in others eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not theirs.
They never talk about my shoes.
To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable.
To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them.
But, once you put them on, you can never take them off.
I now realise that I am not the only one who wears these shoes.
There are many pairs in this world.
Some women are like me and ache daily as they try and walk in them.
Some have learned how to walk in them so they don’t hurt quite as much.
Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go by before they think
about how much they hurt.
No woman deserves to wear these shoes.
Lit by Una on 28th October 2014
miss you so much another awful Christmas till we meet again love and miss you so much xxxx
Lit by Una on 1st January 2015