| Location | Worcestershire |
| Age | 18 years |
| Cause of Death | Road Traffic Collision |
| Date of Birth | 06/07/1988 |
| Date of Death | 17/08/2006 |
| Visitors | 31,913 since 05/03/2007 |
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A beautiful photo of my darling daughter..
I will forever hold you close and pray for the time we are together in body again..
Kel, you are beautiful, you're so so special and i am so so proud of you darling..
Love you honey..
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All my love hugs kisses and cuddles forever honey..
Forever
xxxx
Kelly was born on Wednesday 6th July at 9.44pm
She was tragically taken from us on the 17th August 2006
Kelly was 18 yrs and 6 weeks at the time of her being taken.. Kelly was driving home on the 17th
August at 9am.. She was coming home and we were going to collect her A Level results.. Kelly's
beautiful life was soo cruelly torn away from her..
We all love you honey, you'll be in our hearts forever
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Every minute of the day I am talking in my head to Kelly, she is my constant thought, wish and
dream.. I recall memories from her as a tiny baby, her first smile, chuckle, word, favourite food,
crawl, and stumbling walk.. To an enquiring toddler who could dictate the phonetic alphabet at the
age of 3 and wanted something to do at every given moment..
Kelly had a Wendy house, one of those that you fix together with plastic poles, an I remember her
clutching her cup and her milk in a bottle and trotting off to her Wendy House to make cups of tea..
She’d tip the milk from her bottle and the juice from her cup into her little tea set and would
hand it out to whoever was visiting at the time.. Kelly, at the age of only18 months was such a
hospitable little girl.. ( I have photo’s of her trotting to her wendy house to make these
concoctions of tea)
When Kelly was 20 months, she had a little brother, she wanted to help hold him, bathe him, and feed
him.. Though Kelly wasn’t the only child anymore, it didn’t become a problem.. To Kelly,
looking back, I think it was something else for her to explore..
Kelly and Max.. they were so close.. Not only in age, but everything.. If Kelly was in the
garden, Max would be in hot pursuit, if Kelly was sat with me, an we were reading a book, or
watching one of the Disney videos Max would be at her side.. When we went out with friends and their
children, Kelly and Max would be together.. A group of children were always around.. If you
could spot Kelly, you’d know Max would be at her side.. Wherever we went, whatever we did,
they’d be together.. Kelly had Barbie, Max had action men, though Max was more interested in
Barbie.. (some things don’t change)..
November 1991 Kelly had a little sister.. I’d bathe Naomi, Kelly would bathe her doll.. I’d
feed Naomi, Kelly would put her doll under her jumper to feed it too.. I’d change Naomi’s
nappy, and Kelly would turn away- she didn’t like that part of pretending to be a mum.. I
remember Naomi being asleep in her mosis basket this one time and me being out of the room, on my
return Kelly had climbed up, picked Naomi up and had her on her lap.. I couldn’t quite believe
that she’d managed to do this- and Naomi had slept through the whole experience.. Kelly was only
4 and a half at the time, and though she went to ballet, she wasn’t the most agile, as any other
child of this age.
As a little school girl I remember her being so excited at what had been taught that day and from
the moment I’d collect her from school there would be a bombardment of questions.. Who, what,
where and why were at the top of her vocabulary..
I have each and every school report from 1993 to this year..
Some of the comments from her first teacher were as follows;
“Kelly is a quiet class member with an amusing sense of humour. She is always polite and
well-behaved. She works well and produces work of a high standard”….
Kelly had a competitive nature, and liked to do well in all that she did.. She was never arrogant
about her ability and would get embarrassed with praise when I ‘bigged her up’ in front of
people.
Kelly never, ever gave me cause for concern throughout her education. She loved to learn and to be
taught..
I can remember us going on holiday for the first time to Tenerife, with Kelly’s Nan, Kelly was
nearly 6. Max and Nomi would be off with the rubber rings, buckets and spades and Kelly would also
want to play with them for a while.. She’d find shells or pebbles and make patterns with them,
(maybe this was the start of the pebble fetish)??but then she’d want to read, or draw pictures..
More often than not, Kelly would have her head in a book.. Wherever we went, whatever we did,
she’d want to learn..
Whilst on this holiday Kelly sang on a Karaoke for the first time.. She was so cute, she sang a
song by the Carpenters- Close to You.. The words in this song are so poignant, and each and every
time I listen to this song, it reminds me of her singing it, beautiful, confident, yet so small,
with such an angelic voice..
Kelly was so methodical in all that she did. She’d keep all the little ticket stubs from all the
places we visited, Zoos, Theme parks and cinemas. Kelly would want to keep anything that would
remind her of a place we or she’d been to, and always put her memorabilia somewhere safe. Kelly
has ticket stubs from concerts that she went to, the places she visited in Rome, the tickets saved
off gifts that she’d received.. Anything and everything meant something to her..
When we moved to Ryall I can remember Kelly walking into her bedroom for the first time and ripping
the wallpaper off the walls.. it was Ghost Busters, and she didn’t want it on.. Before we’d
even unpacked the lorry and moved everything into our home, Kelly had more or less stripped her
whole bedroom.. She always knew what she wanted, and never left things that needed to be done..
She got on, and did it, no matter what..
When Kelly became an adolescent the hair changed colour.. (as did the attitude) I can remember her
asking me to dye it for her, and she’d said that it wasn’t permanent and that it wasn’t as
dark as it seemed on the packaging.. I helped dye her hair, and remember getting it everywhere..
Kelly had it all over her neck, ears and forehead.. She spent hours trying to scrub it off with all
sorts of solutions..
Kelly had many friends at the time, quite a few were boys and many a time she’d be chatting to
them outside her bedroom window.. I can remember her first boyfriend and giving the ‘I hope you
aren’t doing anything that you shouldn’t be doing’ chat.. Kelly was quite embarrassed about
this and did fret that I’d do the same again with future boyfriends.. but it didn’t stop them
coming round, I think maybe Kelly warned them that I was a bit of an ogre and to ignore anything I
said..
Kelly had her first little job at the age of 14.. I can remember going with her for the interview
and talking for her to the landlord.. Kelly overcame being shy and worked as a waitress in a pub
within Upton.
I can remember going there for a meal and Kelly serving us.. I’d watch her scurrying around from
table to table, and always being so polite.. Kelly was only 14, she worked so hard for anything
that she wanted.. She didn’t ever expect anything to be handed to her, she had a bit of
independence and loved it..
Kelly always had a little part time job from this age, she went from being a waitress, to a
domestic, to a shop assistant.. Kelly would never think of giving it up and bumming around.. she
was always so responsible..
Kelly was looking forward to life after 6th Form.. She’d decided that she’d like to go to
University and she had told me that Linda and Kelly had many discussions about her future and what
it would hold.. I know that Kelly confided in Linda a lot, and that Linda, plus other teachers held
a special place within her heart..
During the summer, Kelly had mentioned that she may have a year out, to work and save. She’d also
said that if she didn’t get the results she needed she’d apply again the following year.. Kelly
was never fazed by anything.. She planned for everything, and would always think of what she could
do if things didn’t go according to plan..
Kelly is the most precious, caring, hard working, loving person I know. As Kelly grew from a tiny
baby, a toddler, a little school girl, an adolescent, a beautiful young lady and my best friend my
love grew too.. This will always be, my love for Kelly will never stop..
We don’t have my wonderful daughter to look up to in body, to admire, to love and be loved by..
Kelly’s future, her dreams and aspirations have been so cruelly torn from her.. I yearn every
moment of everyday for her to be home and living the life that she so much loved and enjoyed..
I’d do anything for her to be here with us. Anything..
But what we do have, is each and everyone of our cherished memories.. And I, like I’m sure all of
you, will hold on to her through these, forever.. Kelly will live in my heart and mind through
everything we do.. She will be at our sides, and we’ll smile at the wonderful, beautiful memories
that she has given us.. We will always miss her, and wish she was here as we are.. But again,
though we may not be able to see or touch her, she will live in our hearts forever..
Thank you so, so much Kelly, for making me the happiest proudest mum in the world.. I love you so
much.. Thank you for everything honey..
An Angel
Tear drops, slow and steady,
The pain so real and true,
God took another Angel,
And that Angel dear, was you.
Angel wings, upon the clouds,
Your body softly sleeps,
Hush now little Angel,
No more tears you have to weep.
Little prayers, are sent to you,
The short life you led,
Your family will never forget you,
So rest your little head.
I know God will look after you,
Now you are truly alive,
Your spirit soars beyond the moon,
Your legacy will survive.
You're beautiful, you're endless,
Now stretch your wings and fly,
Your loved by so many,
It will never be goodbye.
Close your little eyes,
No more tears, just go and rest,
Let your soul lie peacefully,
We know you did your best.
lots and lots of luv angel
xxxxxx
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~~ The Angels ~~
May angels rest beside your door
May you hear their voices sing
May you feel their loving care for you
May you hear their peace bells ring
May angels always care for you
And not let you trip and fall
May they bear you up on angels wings
May they keep you standing tall
May they whisper wisdom in your ear
May they touch you when you need
May they remove you from each trace of fear
May they keep you from feeling greed
May they fill you with their presence
May they show you love untold
May they always stand beside you
And make you ever bold
May they teach you what you want to know
About life here and here-after
May they fill you always with their love
And give you the gift of laughter
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~~ Angel In My Pocket ~~
I am a tiny angel
I'm smaller than your thumb
I live in peoples pockets
That's where I have my fun
I don't suppose you've seen me
I'm too tiny to detect
Though i'm with you all the time
I doubt we've ever met
Before I was an angel...
I was a fairy in a flower
God himself hand picked me
And gave me angel power
Now god has many angels
That he trains in angel pools
We become his eyes and ears and hands
We become his special tools
And because god is so busy
With way too much to do
He said that my assignment
Is to keep close watch on you
When he tucked me in your pocket
He blessed you with angel care
Then told me to never leave you
And I vowed always to be there
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~~ Guardian Angels ~~
When angels sense you need them
and angels always do.....
they come unseen from everywhere
to help and comfort you
they hover close beside you
till all your cares are gone
till they can see you're ready
once again to carry on
Then some of them may fly away
and take their gentle touch
to other hearts that need
the love of angels very much
but one at least stays with you
as your constant friend and guide
for guardian angels never leave
they're always at your side
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Lots Of Love Always ~~ Elaine...x♥x
Read at Kierans Funeral
Miss Me But Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no tears in a gloom-filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little – But not for long
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared,
Miss me – But let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take,
And each must go alone,
It’s all a part of the Master’s plan
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to your friends that we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good works,
Miss me – But let me go.
Perhaps if we could see the splendour of the land
To which our loved ones are called from you and me,
We’d understand
Perhaps if we could hear the welcome they receive
From old familiar voices all so dear
We would not grieve.
Perhaps if we could know the reason why they went
We’d smile and wipe away the tears that flow
We’d wait content
Miss me – But let me go
Candles in the Night
Candles flame in darkness,
Flicker, steadily glow,
Bringing light from shadows
And help to soothe me so.
My daughter, like the candles,
Gave my life true light,
I use the candle's beacon
To connect us in the night.
As I light the candles,
My wish and my request
Is that she'll see my signal
And know my love's expressed.
As her light joins my lights,
Our worlds touch and flame.
As I snuff out the candles,
I softly say her name.
The Pit of Grief
The day my child died, I fell into the pit of grief. My friends watched me struggle through daily life; waiting for the person I once was to arise from the pit, not realizing 'she' is gone forever.
The pit is full of darkness, heartache and despair; it paralyzes your thoughts, movements and ability to ration. The pit leaves you forever changed, unable to surface the person you once were.
Some of my pre-grief friends gather around the top of the pit, waiting for the old me to appear before their eyes, not understanding what’s taking me so long to emerge. After all, in their eyes, I’ve been in the pit for quite sometime. Yet in my eyes, it seems as if I fell in only yesterday.
Not all of my pre-grief friends are gathered around the top of the pit. Some are helping me with the climb out of the darkness. They climb side by side with me from time to time, but mostly they climb ahead of me, waiting patiently at each plateau. Even with these friends I sometimes wonder if they are also waiting for the pre-grief me to magically appear before their eyes.
Then there are the casual acquaintances, you know the ones who say 'Hi, how are you?' when they really don't care or really want to know. These are the people who sigh in relief, that is my child who died and not theirs. You know ... the 'better them, than me' attitude.
My post-grief friends are the ones who climb with me, side by side, inch by inch, out of the pit of grief. They have no way of comparing the pit climbed to the pre-grief person I once was. You see, they started at the bottom of the pit with me. They are able to reassure me when I need reassurance, rest when I need resting, and encourage me to move forward when I don't have the strength. They have no expectations, no memories and no recollection of how I 'should' be. They want me to get better, to smile more often and find joy in life, but they also accepted the person I’ve become. The 'person' who is emerging from the pit.
Unknown Author
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Tributes For This Weekend
FOR FRIDAY 21ST AUGUST
Grief Is Like A River
My grief is like a river,
I have to let it flow,
But I myself determine
Just where the banks will go.
Some days the current takes me
In waves of guilt and pain,
But there are always quiet pools
Where I can rest again,
I crash on rocks of anger,
My faith seems faint indeed,
But there are other swimmers
Who know that what I need
Are loving hands to hold me
When waters are to swift,
And someone kind to listen
When I just seem to drift.
Grief's river is a process
Of relinquishing the past,
By swimming in Hope's channels,
I'll reach the shore at last.
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FOR SATURDAY
To Those I Love And Those Who Love Me
When I'm gone, release me, let me go;
I have so many things to see and do.
Don't tie yourself to me with tears.
Be happy that we had so many years.
I gave you love.
You can only guess how much that
You gave me in happiness.
I thank you for your love you each have shown.
But it is time I travel alone.
So grieve a while for me, grieve you must;
Then let your grief be comfort by trust.
It's only for a little while we must part.
So bless the memories within your heart.
I won't be far away, for life goes on.
So if you need me, call and I'll come.
Though you can't see or touch me, I'll be near.
If you listen with your heart, you'll hear
All my love around you soft and clear.
And then when you must come this way alone,
I will greet you with a smile and a
"Welcome Home!"
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FOR SUNDAY
Tears
Tears are delightful expressions
Of happiness, sorrow, and love,
Made to release deep emotions,
A special gift sent from above.
When seeing sweet thoughts of a loved one
Midst memories of days of old,
A tear finds a cheek in the moonlight
As thoughts reach deep in the soul.
In moments of anger, frustrations and grief,
When happy thoughts flee like a thief,
Running away with our hopes and our cares,
A tear brings welcome relief.
If unwanted sorrow consumes us
And life seems so hard to bear,
With time a soul is healed,
Restored with the help of a tear.
Sun and beauty bring health to the soul
Through all of the days of our lives,
Deepest feelings of thanks are expressed
Through tears which appear in our eyes.
Be grateful for tears for their presence
Restores our most glorious thoughts
Of laughter, compassion and loving,
The most precious gifts of all.
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Thoughts Today, Memories Forever
Angela Christopher’s Very Proud Mum
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gone far far too soon, you was vey beautiful kelly your family and friends was blessed to have you. your mom wrote you a lovely euology bless her, i can see by your page her heart aches for you every second of every day. i hope you are watching over you family and friends and are at peace in gods gardens my thoughts are with your family god bless you angel xxxx
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God's Lent Child
"I'll lend you for a while, a child of mine, God said.
For you to love the while she lives and mourn for when she's dead.
It may be six or seven years, or forty-two or three,
but will you, till I call her back, take care of her for me?
She'll bring her charms to gladden you and, should her stay be brief,
You'll always have her memories as a solace for your grief.
I cannot promise she will stay, since all from Earth return,
But there are lessons taught below I want this child to learn.
I've looked this whole world over in my search for teachers true,
and from the folks that crowd life's lane I have chosen you.
Now will you give her all your love, nor think the labour vain,
Nor hate me when I come to take this lent child back again?
I fancied that I heard her say, dear Lord Thy will be done,
For all the joys Thy child will bring, the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter her with tenderness, we'll love her while we may,
And for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay,
But should the Angels come for her much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter brief that comes, and try to understand"
You'll never be forgotten, Kelly. Love Dom x
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