Byron Hudson

Byron died in a car crash in 2003 driven by a friend of his, he was a back seat passenger and still
had his seat belt on when the paramedics got to him, he was going to order a taxi but Martin said i
will drop you off i.v only had a pint, (which he had )but Byron never landed home, our lives are so
empty now he is not here, Byron is my son a lovely person had many friends was loved and respected,
he would help anybody. had a great job,he worked for David Lloyd in Bolton and had many friends
there. he was loved by all who knew him, he is a great loss from our lives, i miss and love him so
much. we all get on with our lives in our own way but the day you were taken away from me they took
a part of me to, you will always be special to me i carry you with me always. we can all recall the
special time holidays away, time spent with Emma Dane and chelsea and the times you spent at eileen
with Jamie and Adam, these are all special times, always checking on grandma Rene having your
custard and cake, the last holiday you had with me chelsea taylor and gran Rita.all great time and
memories. we use to go on holidays with your gran and grandad, but sadly he was taken from us and
you are now with him in heaven these are memories that nobody can take away from us,we use to talk
and that meant so much to me friday nights were our nights putting the world to rights i miss all
this,i remember when it was my dads 1st Birthday without him you came in with some flowers for me
just to cheer me up this is the type of lad you was like, bringing your christmas gifts down last
when everyone had given theres out, they were fun times,you thought the world of chelsea when she
was born you could not do enough for her, she loved it, and you loved it just the same,she was only
3 1/2 when thwe police came knocking at my door at 7am to tell me you had been in an accident, it
was the worst moment of my life and i am sure Emma, Dane and Chelsea's to, they would all give
anything to have you home,i would do anything give you my life just to bring you back,
xooxooxoooxooxooxo we will send a dove to heaven just for you Byron left behind his brother Dane his
sister Emma and his little sister Chelsea jo,he loved his home and would never have left it was not
his dicision to go it was taken away from him,the same old answere come why, what if, if i'd have
done things diffrently, i go through this everyday, but it would never bring you back to me love
you Byron forever and ever xoxoxoxo xoxoxoxoxox xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
and how's this for being weired Byron's cousin yvonne came down from scotland for 3 weeks in the
summer 2003 and also his cousin Katie from America came for a few weeks to spend time with her
cousins, we had not seen Katie for a number of years or Yvonne for about 3 and they were both here
that summer we had a great time so he got to see them Katie had only been back a couple of months
when he died, love you Byron xx



MOTHER/SON RELATIONSHIP
THERE'S A LOVE IN THIS LIFE
THAT'S SO PRECIOUS AND RARE
IT'S THE LOVE THAT A MOTHER
AND HER SON DOES SHARE
WE SHARED THAT LOVE BYRON
YOU AND I
FROM THE DAY YOU WERE BORN
TILL THE DAY THAT YOU DIED

NEVER HAVE TRUER WORDS BEEN SPOKEN
FOREVER IM MY HEART YOU'LL STAY LOVED AND REMEMBERED EVERYDAY XOXOXOXO


I COULD NOT STAY
Iam sorry that i couldn't stay i wanted to you know,
But my time on earth had ended,so god said i had to go.
Do you know that i still love you?
Do you know that i still care?
Just because you can't seee me,
doesn't mean i am not there.
I will be there in the darkness,
I will be there in the rain,
I'll be there when your happy
I will be there through the pain.

Death can not destroy the bond god as made
or the love that we still share.
Our hopes our dreams,our thoughts are one.
Trust your hearts and know i am there.

So keep the faith,don't give up hope.
One day you'll understand,god is still great,
God is still good
now live the life planned,
A bond unspoken can never be broken
it's a mere token of our love so unil we meet again mum
i love you

MY PRECIOUS SON BYRON
I’ll never let my son go even though he died.
He’s with me every minute in the pain I feel inside.
When that dreadful thing happened I thought I might forget
His voice, his shape, his smile, his words – it hasn’t happened yet.
He’s in my every waking thought, in all the tears I’ve cried,
in every step throughout my life I’ll walk with him inside.
So in this constant agony when it hurts too much to bear
it’s just his way of telling me that always he’ll be there