Dear Helen
Thank you for sharing that piece of music with us. I am sure that everyone listening to it from TP will have a picture of Alan singing it to you with love in his eyes. I am so sorry that the ending was not the one you both wanted. You are an amazing lady to be able to see beyond it so soon & it is typical of you that even at such a time you are thinking of Normms & his mum.
Your description of Alan "flying" reminded me of the lyrics of a song by Celine Dion that comforted me when I lost my 17 year old god-daughter to cystic fibrosis. I hope you will also find comfort.
Fly, fly little wing
Fly beyond imagining
The softest cloud, the whitest dove
Upon the wind of heaven's love
Past the planets and the stars
Leave this lonely world of ours
Escape the sorrow and the pain
And fly again
Fly, fly prercious one
Your endless journey has begun
Take your gentle happiness
Far too beautiful for this
Cross over to the other shore
There is peace forevermore
But hold this mem'ry bittersweet
Until we meet
Fly, fly do not fear
Don't waste a breath, don't shead a tear
Your heart is pure, your soul is free
Be on your way, don't wait for me
Above the universe you'll climb
On beyond the hands of time
The moon will rise, the sun will set
But I won't forget
Fly, fly little wing
Fly where only angels sing
Fly away, the time is right
Go now, find the light
Sending you a big hug. Alan will never be forgotten.
Love
Mo xx