Blake Caruana

My Child

You don’t know how I feel; please don’t tell me that you do.

There’s just one way to know, “have you lost a child too?”

“You’ll have another baby”, must I hear this everyday?

Can I get another mother too, if mine should pass away?

Don’t say it was “God’s will”, for that is not the God I know.

Would God on purpose break my heart, then watch as my tears flow?

“You have an angel now, in heaven, a precious child above.”

But, tell me, to whom here on earth shall I give this love?

“Aren’t you better yet?” Is that what I heard you say?

NO! A part of me has gone, and I will always feel this way.

Perhaps you think your silence will help ease my pain?

But I want to talk about the child I’ll never hold again.

Don’t say these things to me, although I know you mean well.

They don’t take my pain away; I must go through this hell.

I will get better sure, yet slow, and it helps to have you near.

But “I’m sorry that you lost a child” is all I have to hear.

Thank you to all my friends at SIDS for helping me through
the hardest time of my life.

I am ever grateful for the support received.

Remembering Blake

Although life continues on when tragic events come upon us, we never remain the same people we were before they occurred. This is the case with little Blake Caruana. Such a young little boy when he left us in this life, his gorgeous spirit remains with us each and every single day and never a moment goes by when he escapes our minds. Nothing and nobody will ever replace his amazing little spirit that he shone upon us and continues to touch us in our daily lives like no other. We were extremely blessed to have him enter our lives and for all the wonderful joyous moments he bought us and precious life lessons he taught us. Although Blake wasn’t our son, we felt his loss like he was our very own. We love to remember his beautiful smile and laughter, and to reminisce about all those happy moments we shared with him and will have in our memories forever. He will NEVER leave us.

With love forever

Lyndal

Xox

Blake John Caruana

Why God took you so young I’ll never understand, but I will always cherish the memories you gave me.

I still remember the first time I saw you. You were all rugged up in your Mummy’s arms and my first thoughts were ‘what a cutie’ and ‘look at all your lovely hair’.

As I watched you grow up you made me laugh and smile so many times, like the times when we would come over to visit and you would be so shy that you would cuddle into Mummy or Daddy.

I remember the time when we played on your big mat at home with your ball and you thought it was funny when you crawled up onto my back. I also remember how you would play peek-a-boo and would poke your head around the corner and give a big giggle then run away.

You were always so polite and funny and I loved how you would call be Bear. I loved the day you came up to the hospital to see Patrick when he was born and you brought us a present. I remember you showing me the elephant and boat on the towel, then you told Mummy it was yours. We also had some fun together playing around with your Bob the Builder hat too.

Blake you will always have a special place in my heart and I will never let these memories fade away. In fact, I will let your little mate Patrick know all about you and let him know you were such a good little boy.

I know you will always be watching us all little buddy.

With love forever little mate

Bear

Blake John Caruana

14/01/03 – 21/04/05

Blake you are the Brightest Star Shining way up high. We think of you our darling boy and we always will.

Today I saw Eric Clapton on TV singing Tears in Heaven and I felt so sad, not long after this, your beautiful Grandma Elaine phoned. You loved each other so much, it was your favourite time going to her house. I can still see you dancing and doing all the actions to The Wiggles.

I bet you watched you best mate Uncle Brad marry Laura, your little sister Emily looked so beautiful. You were so special darling one. Your manners were perfect, everything about you was perfect, you came from a beautiful loving family who taught you nice things and a little as you were you taught us special things too.

Your love was Heaven sent and it was unconditional. At first I was very angry with God, but I sat in your room for a while and afterwards I felt calm and serene. I realised that God needed you for a special plan. We often take you flowers and we see your happy little face smiling at us. One day we will see you again. Your Mum and Dad are such beautiful people, we love all your family so much.

Love Great Grandma and Great Granddad xxxxxx

Blake John Caruana

We thought of you with love today

But that is nothing new

We thought about you yesterday

And days before that too

We think of you in silence

We often speak your name

Now all we have are memories

And you picture in a frame

Your memory is our keepsake

With which we’ll never part

God has taken you in his keeping

We have you in our hearts

The day you became an angel little Snakey, will be forever burnt into our memories and hearts. You leaving us has taught us to love more and be loved. We miss you every day, and would have loved to have you as Pageboy at our Wedding. Until be meet again.

Love always and forever

Uncle Brad and Aunty Laura

Dear Blake

How we miss you oh so much, your smile, your laugh and just your presence. It’s still so hard to believe you’re gone but you touched the lives of all you left behind in a way that can’t be explained. We will never forget how much you gave us.

If only you were still here for Bailey your little cousin to look up to and follow you around, but I know you’re with him every moment watching over him. Your little sister Emily would have just adored you, (and you her) just like she does Bailey, but I know you are her guardian angel guiding her.

You changed our lives for the better little man. We remember so much like the time you helped “oddie” build a fence and got so dirty we put you straight into the laundry basin before your mum could see you. The time you had to help “oddie” mow the lawn and walk Simba our Rottweiler down the park. So many great memories in such a short time and we thank you for that.

We see your cheeky smile and quirky little ways in Bailey all the time (he looks more like you every day which makes it very hard for your mummy), so you are never far away and when we visit you he loves to play with all your toys. We can only imagine you two playing for hours getting into all sorts of mischief together.

But we know that can’t be ………………………

If only you were here, although I know your everywhere but here in our arms.

Love you, miss you

More and more everyday

Aunty Kylie, Uncle Ryan (“Oddie”) and Cousin Bailey x