Robert Bratton

Perhaps

Perhaps, if we could see
The splendour of the land
To which our loved 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
And wait content.

Anon

Tricia Donaldson Kierans Mum (GTS Friend) September 3, 2007

Hi Robert,met Brian today,he made me realise that its not just your family who misses u terribly,he misses u so much2,he had me in tears coz i didnt realise other people do actually care and miss u so much.Look after him2 Robert coz hes a good guy.xxx

Al Bratton (Sister) August 30, 2007

Thinking of you.XXX

I was loved, therefore I am,
And in being loved, I am treasured.
When I peeled away my layers,
And all that was left was my essence,
The bareness of me,
I was still loved.
I was loved, therefore I am,
And in being loved I was able to grow.
In my mistakes held,
In my successes celebrated,
I was always loved.
I was loved therefore I am,
And in being loved I learned to love.
In the sun filled day,
In the ecstasy of the night,
I was loved and loved others.
To be loved is all you need:
I was loved....and so, I will always be.

Ana Draper

Tricia Donaldson Kierans Mum (GTS Friend) August 30, 2007

thanking you

thank you for your kind words they have comforted me as i am devasted,thank you and god bless you all

Lynne Dianes Sister August 26, 2007

thanx you x

....allison for taking time to visit my sister julie site and for yr kind words of comfort,she was the most amazing person and just like your brother they have left a huge void in our lives and leaving us with the question WHY?WHY us i believe in god and i believe he does only takes the best he just proves it when he takes our loved ones, i believe robert and my julie are special and god needed them more than we did my thoughts are with you allison and yr family thank you again it means a lot to me take care and robert you keep looking after yr precious family who love and miss you very much you robert would be proud of his beautiful page you have created xxx

Rachel August 26, 2007

Missing u Robert

Hi Robert,Lifes so crap it will never be any better.I still dont understand why this happened to u.Its so unfair.I miss u like crazy Robert.Nobody understands how i feel bout not having u here.Im so sorry i never helped u that tuesday back in November 2005,I really hope u have forgiven me.Need u so much Robert.xxxx

Al Bratton (Sister) August 25, 2007

Forever

Alison,
You did a great job with Robert's web page. I am
sure he is proud of you & it is obvious that you are
proud of. Robert lives on in his family & friends Hearts
as well as Heaven Forever.

Mark Pendray (none) August 23, 2007

my big pal

robert keep all youre luvly family safe, youre in the driving seat.

Brian Galloway (Friend) August 16, 2007

The Gift of Memory

One gift, above all others
God gives to us to treasure
One that knows no time, no place
And one gold cannot measure

The precious, poignant tender gift
Of Memory...that will keep
Of dear ones ever in our hearts
Although God gives them sleep

It brings back long remembered things
A song, a word, a smile
And the world's a better place
...because
We had them for awhile!

Tricia Donaldson Kierans Mum (GTS Friend) August 11, 2007

Thinking of you.XXX

I am wearing a pair of shoes.
They are ugly shoes.
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 other's 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 realize 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 to walk in them.
Some have learned how to walk in them so that they don't hurt quite so
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.
Yet, because of these shoes I am a stronger woman.
These shoes have given me the strength to face anything.
They have made me who I am.
I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.

Tricia Donaldson Kierans Mum (GTS Friend) August 2, 2007