Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o'er-fraught heart and bids it break. ~William Shakespeare
This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, David Allison Richardson. David was born in Greenock, Scotland in the United Kingdom on November 19, 1981 and resided in Michigan for most of his life. He passed away on July 15, 2001 as the result of a car accident. David was 19 years old when he left behind many who loved him.
With my eyes I see you,
With my mind I think of you,
With my heart I love you,
With my arms I reach for you,
With my feet I walk with you,
With my voice I talk with you,
With my silence I remember you,
With my laughter I rejoice with you,
With my tears I long for you,
With my entire heart, body and soul-
I shall never forget you.
Miss me-but let me go.
For this is a journey
that we all must take,
And each must go alone,
It's all a part of the master plan
A step on the road home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart,
Go to the friends we know.
And bury your sorrows
in doing good deeds,
Miss me-but let me go.
Today is July 15, 2007. David has been gone from our lives for 6 years. Some days it seems like years since he was here with us, though the sorrow we feel is still so fresh and new. I will miss my son and grieve for him until I draw my last breath on this earth. He missed out on so much, the one thing that sticks in my mind the most is how he loved little children and could relate to them. He has two nieces now that he never knew, what an awesome uncle he would have been.
Today we released balloons in honor of his memory and also a balloon for Nicole, the daughter of my friend. Nicole died on July 16th, 2001. I know that they are happy and whole now, and that someday we will see them again.
On July 15, 2008 we released balloons in honor of David's 7th angelversary; and in honor of other loved ones we have lost. We are making this a yearly tradition. Pictured below is my granddaughter Allicen with the balloons we released.
July 15,2009 Once again we have released balloons to honor the passing of David. It has been 8 years. It seems like a lifetime ago since I last saw my precious son. This year we released the balloons at my daughter's house. My two granddaughters ( the nieces my son never got to know) each released a handful of balloons. Ally the oldest who is 5 asked me "Will he catch them?" and I said of course; for some reason it seemed important to her that he get them. Ally and Mae watched the balloons float away until they were out of sight. We went back in the house and aired up some for them to keep. Ally asked if we could do it again so I filled a few more up and we went out and let them go also.