Jonathon Jov Bowen

1995 - 2008
LocationTelford
Age13 years
Cause of DeathAccident
Date of Birth12/04/1995
Date of Death20/11/2008
Visitors4,378 since 25/01/2009
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Jov, 20 November 2008 is a day we will never forget. Because a shining star was taken away from us.
You!!!. You'll probably hate me for saying this but you had gorgeous red hair, beautiful blue eyes
and not forgetting that cheeky grin that would get you out of any thing. You loved a laugh and a
joke and would allways be up to mischief. You always had your family and friends laughing and for
this we will always miss you.
Not a day, hour, minute or second goes by that you are far from our thoughts. Your dad, (your mate)
me , little Will, Ben, Joseph, Jacob & Shanine and all those dogs and Homer miss you.
Your footy. What can I say. In my heart you were a brill defender. You played with your cousin
Jordan from day 1. When you were both still small you had to separated on the pitch because you both
either stood talking to each other or holding hands. But the years passed and you were still playing
together under your Uncle Karl. We still try to watch your team. I even think I can still see you on
the pitch. But just remember every goal they score they think of you!
You are missed by every one . Your family, your footy mates, your school mates.
There not enough words in this world to describe what we feel when we think about you , but the one
word your brother Will used does capture you..Magic!
Its hard to imagine having to live a life time with out seeing you again, but knowing you are with
your Grandad Shane having a laugh gives us all comfort.
You are missed by so many , but loved by so many more. and it breaks our hearts you are no longer
here.
We had a footbal festival on your birthday 12 April , you wouldnt beleive how many people came. But
I bet you were there walking round. Balloons were let of for you and every one played their hearts
out. It was your day Jov and every one new that.
Love you allways forget you never .
Your broken hearted family.xxxxxx

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A fund has been set up in memory of jonathon bowen . Its aim is to help other children do courses
and give them a chance to think about the future.
http://www.jonathonbowen.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/About%20Jonathon.htm

A big thank you in advance to all who lights candles and leave tributes to our beautiful son .
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Mom, Please Listen
Mom, please listen to me
as I take the time to write.
I see parents struggling daily,
Their pain is such a fight...

All of us who've gone
And left the rest of you behind...
We're ok, Mom, I promise ...
Heaven is beautiful and God is kind.

You used to tell me that one day
God would call and take you home.
You told me you'd make me strong
So I would stand tall when alone.

But things happen, Mom
That does not go in our plans,
I wasn't scared, Mom,
When God held out his hand.

I didn't want to leave you,
I didn't have time to say good-bye
When the angels said, "Come with us"
There wasn't time to question why.

I've watched you daily, Mom.
It hurts to see you cry.
I don't want you to be unhappy,
Just because we didn't get to say good-bye.

Tell others what I'm telling you,
So many parents need to know
That Earth was just a layover
We had another place to go.

I know you miss me, Mom
I know your heart was broken in two.
But God really neededme
Because my earthly life was through.

I''m always alongside you...
I smile and touch your hair.
I whisper "Mom, I love you"
You just can't see me there.

I'm the one that gently touches you
On your shoulder when you're sad.
I'm happy now that you finally found
God again, and are no longer mad.

Tell the parents, Mom, for me
That all of us kids are okay.
God had plans for our lives
When he called us home that day.

I love you, Mom, I always will
And remember I'm not far away.
We're going to be together
When God calls out your name.
LOVE ALWAYS ALISON XXXXXX

Alison Moss September 19, 2009

18TH SEPTEMBER 2009

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NIGHT,NIGHT.X.

Jude Swaddle September 18, 2009

Candles in the Night

Candles flame in darkness,
Flicker, steadily glow,
Bringing light from shadows
And help to soothe me so.

My son, 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 he'll see my signal
And know my love's expressed.

As his light joins my lights,
Our worlds touch and flame.
As I snuff out the candles,
I softly say his name.

By Genesse Bourdeau Gentry

Tricia Donaldson Kierans Mum (Family Friend) September 18, 2009

My J6V

Well my old spud, you know it was my birthday last week the big 40 - ur uncle karl said to me life begins at 40 my answer was my life ended in November -he reminded me that you would want me and us to go on and enjoy life the best we can without you, everyone misses you everyday, we talk about you all the time.

Your mum and I watched ghost the other day with Patrick Swayze and Demi Moore, now it would be good for you to find a woopee goldberg like Sam did.

Life is not fair we was blessed with 6 great and fantasic kids a perfect dream that in a second turned into a nightmare, but one thing we hold onto is the good times we had and the good times you kids had - i am bitter and gutted mate more than anyone will ever ever know.

My son My Friend My Life

DAD

X X X X X X :-(

Will Bowen (Dad) September 16, 2009



14TH SEPTEMBER 2009


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THANK YOU FOR THE DAYS,

THOSE ENDLESS DAYS,

THOSE SACRED DAYS YOU GAVE ME.

I'M THINKING OF THE DAYS,

I WONT FORGET A SINGLE DAY, BELIEVE ME

I BLESS THE LIGHT,

I BLESS THE LIGHT THAT SHINES ON YOU ,BELIEVE ME

AND THOUGH YOU'RE GONE,

YOU’RE WITH ME EVERY SINGLE DAY,BELIEVE ME.



SUNG BY RAY DAVIES.


Jude Swaddle September 14, 2009

"A butterfly lights beside us, like a sunbeam... and for a brief moment it's glory and beauty belong to our world... but then it flys on again, and although we wish it could have stayed, we are so thankful to have seen it at all"
God bless you Jov.XXX

Tricia Donaldson Kierans Mum (Family Friend) September 11, 2009

7TH SEPTEMBER 2009




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♥☆♥☆LoVe YoU fOrEvEr AnGeL. X☆♥☆♥
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Jude Swaddle September 7, 2009

Anom Poem

You know one day I won't be here for you
But don't let that get you down
I'll be watching all the things you do
So wipe off that silly frown
We live forever but just as memories, I'm giving you mine to keep

I give them to you
And here's what you do
You keep memories as souvenirs

Life is a book and here are my stories
To dream of when you're asleep
No more anxieties and no worries
To make you to want count sheep
Dry those tears and think of something funny when the rain comes tumbling down
Don't you feel blue
Cos I'm here for you
With memories as souvenirs

As for me, well you can see
There's a hundred thousand million different things that I could do
Here are one or two, I'll do them very soon I wouldn't lie to you
Caviar, go dancing, maybe even some romancing, just don't you go and tell your mom
Take a boat along the river, drink Champagne until I quiver, see a prom, that's just what I will do

There's a cafe on the boulevard
Its summer the sky's so blue
I'll be sitting playing chess or cards
And sipping a Cognac too
The days are warm and sunny and kids you know that you are always gonna have me around
You know that it’s true
I'll do this for you
Just keep these words of mine as souvenirs

Joanne Bowen (Mum) September 4, 2009

3rd September 2009

☆•☆ A TENDER REPLY ☆•☆

♥ I Promise ♥

(Author Unknown)

I promise I won't cry forever
But I need to just today.
I promise I will remember
How to live and how to play.

I promise that I'll dry my tears
When the heartache goes away.
I promise that it won't take years
But I need another day.

I promise that I'll live my life
As you would want me to.
I promise when I'm facing strife
I'll face it straight and true.

I promise I will endeavour
To do the best I can each day.
I promise I won't cry forever
But I need to just today.


Jude Swaddle September 3, 2009

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.

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Tricia Donaldson Kierans Mum (Family Friend) September 1, 2009
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