To all my wonderful Angel friends, who light candles and leave beautiful graphics and tributes.  I want to thank you all from the bottom of my heart, for nearly 3 years of doing this.

I'm on a new stage of my life now, walking a different path along my journey, so for all future Celebrations, Birthdays and Angel Dates, I will be thinking of you all with many blessings and strength for all of your futures.

Please take the time and read the book: Love Never Dies by Sandy Goodman...A true story of a mothers journey from loss to love. Death is not an ending.  It is another stage of life and love that is available to anyone willing to experience it. 

ISBN 1-58872-015-2

A wonderful site for anyone that is interested in moving along their path is:

www.mysticfamiliar.com

You will find a wealth of knowledge there and I also belong to it.

Love and Blessings Denise xxx

The colour Pink represents unconditional love

Please take the time to watch this performance by Michael Buble singing the song Lost, which I felt our Angels wrote for us:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7X5cZC5U6dM

Happy 3rd Angelversary Jamesy. 

I know that you are always with me and always will be.  I miss you incredibly, especially at this time of year but try not to let myself get down because I know you wouldn't want that!!....You'd rather we all had a beer or 12 !! 

Off camping today with the boys as you know, so will see you there round the campfire!! 

There will be a fire lantern released for you so watch out for UFO's!!

Love You Lots and Lots.  Your Big Bro Forever, Si xxxxx

Happy Birthday dear Mum 11 August 2008.  Have a great day celebrating with all your family and friends, I love you and miss you Den xxx.   Elizabeth Johnson 'nee Chandler Born 11 August 1912 - Cullinen, Pretoria, South Africa - Passed Over age 81yrs 27 November 1993.

3 years ago, 1 August 2005, you were making a good recovery and had come out of ICU.

James rubbing the back of my head, just before coming out of ICU for the last time. 8 August 2005.

This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved son, brother, grandson and friend, James Robert Kneale, who was born in Northamptonshire, United Kingdom on Thursday 4th June, 1981 and passed over unexpectedly, on Friday 12th August, 2005 at the age of 24 years, after a car crash on Wednesday 13 July 2005, where he had been ejected from his car after a speeding BMW hit him from behind, in Johannesburg, South Africa.
We will remember and love him forever.
He leaves behind his broken hearted mum Denise, dad Bob, brother Simon, Grandma, sister in law Sarah and many friends.
His big brother Daniel, whom he had never met, and passed over on 16 April 1976, age 2 1/2hrs, was there to meet him, along with his Grandma and Grandad.
Oh what joy for James!



DEATH IS THE BIGGEST LIE WE HAVE EVER BEEN TAUGHT. 
THERE IS NO DEATH, ONLY CHANGE.

Denise Kneale.

Seeing death as the end of life, is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.

Denise Kneale.

Denise, I am almost afraid to do this but..here goes!

Praying for friends to comfort you, faith to uphold you and loving memories to help you smile again as we remember you James on his Angel Anniversary

The tide recedes but leaves behind bright seashells on the sand

The sun goes down but gentle warmth still lingers on the land

The music stops and yet it echoes on in sweet refrains..

For every joy that passes, something beautiful remains.

Thank you Cheryl for the beautiful graphic.  Please light a candle for her dear son Jeremy. http://jeremy-radford.memory-of.com xxx 

Many thanks to Garnet for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear brother David. http://david-dickensen.memory-of.com xxx

Many thanks to Ruth for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her twin brother. http://jose-figueira.memory-of.com

It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window,
or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed,
or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything collapses.

Denise Kneale.

Many thanks to Angie for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son Chris. http://christopher-trevizo.memory-of.com

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart,
and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that
which has been your delight.

Denise Kneale.

This song playing for James is: Imagine by John Lennon which was played at James' Funeral in South Africa - 20 August 2005. He loved this and we found it written down among his possessions. 

Imagine

Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one.

Many thanks to Judie for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son Craig. http://craig-smart.memory-of.com xxx

Forget what you know and believe what you see.

James Von Prague.

Many thanks to Angie for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son Chris. http://christopher-trevizo.memory-of.com

Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love,
the things you are, the things you never want to lose.

Denise Kneale.

We're lifted up by angels
We're close enough to heaven
Far above the rain
Darkness cannot reach us
Let the angels teach us
Only love remains
We're lifted up by angels

-Jennifer Kimball and Tom Kimmel,
"Angels"

Many thanks to Ruth for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear twin brother Jose. http://jose-figueira.memory-of.com

While we are mourning the loss of our son,
others are rejoicing to meet him behind the veil.

Denise Kneale

Many thanks to Irene for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear daughter. http://kayla-xavier.memory-of.com xxx

Heathrow Airport 1999, when Si came to meet James and mum from South Africa, dressed in Riff Raff costume from Rocky Horror Show

Your two guardian angels are always with you. The other angels come and go as we need them.

Denise Kneale.

Many thanks to Kathie for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear friend Deb. http://deb-slusher.memory-of.com

Were You One Of The Lucky Ones?

Did you get to meet the one that lived
every day as if it were his last?

Did you see that smiling face,
did you hear his infectious laugh?

Did you know the one that had a hug
for even the ones that fussed at him?

Did you ever go somewhere and know
when the life of the party arrived?

Did you know the one that could make
the best of the worst situation?

Did you feel like you were a special
person around him?

Did you ever feel so loved?

Were you one of the lucky ones...
that got to meet my son?

Denise Kneale.

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.

Whether you believe in Angels or not, your Angel from birth is always with you, just waiting for you to ask for assistance or help.

Your Family Angel's are also always around you, waiting for you to notice them and the small signs they give you each day, which you put down to coincidence or imagination. 

Be not of closed mind and heart and you will realise they never did depart.

Denise Kneale.

Many thanks to Angie for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son Chris. http://christopher-trevizo.memory-of.com

Everything is energy and that includes us!

Si got this painting done on canvas, during his holiday in Thailand a few weeks ago.  It is a Birthday gift for Dad.  Thank you Si Love You Lots xxx

Angels are beings of light, guiding our way through all of our lives and afterlives.  Please don't forget you have one, or you will have to meet them for the first time when you pass and wouldn't it be much nicer if you recognised them on the earthly plane.

Denise Kneale.

Many thanks to Kathie for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear friend Deb. http://deb-slusher.memory-of.com

This was me when I first saw the painting.

You don't need a formal prayer or invocation to call the Angels to your side. Simply think, "Angels, please surround me," and they are there.

Many thanks to Kathie for the beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear friend Deb. http://deb-slusher.memory-of.com

We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.

The more materialistic science becomes, the more angels shall I paint. Their wings are my protest in favour of the immortality of the soul.

YOU'LL  NEVER  WALK  ALONE  MY  DEAR  FAMILY -  I  LOVE  YOU ALL, JAMEZY XXX

Many thanks to Kathie for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear friend Deb. http://deb-slusher.memory-of.com

You Tube video of how the Liverpool fans sing their hearts out!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0nfFi-_Hb2A

Whatever you put your attention on in this life will increase in your life. As you put your attention on angels, they will begin increasingly to make their presence known to you.

Men Do Cry

I heard quite often "men don’t cry"
though no one ever told me why.
So when I fell and skinned a knee,
no one came by to comfort me.

And when some bully-boy at school
would pull a prank so mean and cruel,
I’d quickly learn to turn and quip,
"It doesn’t hurt," and bite my lip.

So as I grew to reasoned years,
I learned to stifle any tears.
Though "Be a big boy" it began,
quite soon I learned to "Be a man."

And I could play that stoic role
while storm and tempest wracked my
soul.
No pain or setback could there be
could wrest one single tear from me.
Then one long night I stood nearby
and helplessly watched my son die.
And quickly found, to my surprise,
that all that tearless talk was lies.

And still I cry, and have no shame.
I cannot play that "big boy" game.
And openly, without remorse,
I let my sorrow takes its course.

So those of you who can’t abide
a man you’ve seen who’s often cried,
reach out to him with all your heart
as one whose life’s been torn apart.

For men DO cry when they can see
their loss of immortality.
And tears will come in endless
streams
when mindless fate destroys their
dreams.

May the Archangel Raphael accompany us along the way, and may we return to our homes in peace, joy, and health.

Many thanks to Angie for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son Chris. http://christopher-trevizo.memory-of.com

Courage is being afraid but going on anyhow.

When you are sorrowful, look deep within your heart, where you will find that which you are missing, never did depart.

Father's are special people, who are often taken for granted.  They work quietly in the background until you ask for them. Then watch out whooh

Watch for the small signs each day that I send to you

Angels can fly because they take themselves lightly.

The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone. ~George Elliot

Philosophy will clip an angel's wings. ~John Keats

Thankyou for all your Owl signs Jamesy, one of my Totem Guides is also Owl

When you walk through a storm, hold your head up high, and don't be afraid of the dark. You'll never walk alone Jamesy

Pay attention to your dreams - God's angels often speak directly to our hearts when we are asleep. ~Quoted in The Angels' Little Instruction Book by Eileen Elias Freeman, 1994

Be an angel to someone else whenever you can, as a way of thanking God for the help your angel has given you. ~Quoted in The Angels' Little Instruction Book by Eileen Elias Freeman, 1994

We Remember Them / Karen Hall (Kassie Hall's mom )

In the rising of the sun and its going down,
We remember them

In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter,
We remember them

In the opening of the buds and in the rebrith of spring,
We remember them

In the blueness of the sky and in the warmth of summer,
We remember them

In the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn,

We remember them

In the beginning of the year and when it ends,
We remember when

When we are weary and in need of strength,
We remember them

When we are lost and sick at heart,
We remember them

When we have joy we yearn to share,
We remember them

So long as we live, they too shall live,
For they are now a part of us,
As we remember them

God not only sends special angels into our lives, but sometimes He even sends them back again if we forget to take notes the first time! ~Quoted in The Angels' Little Instruction Book by Eileen Elias Freeman, 1994

Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth
Unseen, both when we wake and when we sleep.
~John Milton, Paradise Lost

Insight is better than eyesight when it comes to seeing an angel. ~Quoted in The Angels' Little Instruction Book by Eileen Elias Freeman, 1994

Oh not a good day for mum, she was nagging me to give her a real sign, not just hearing me, seeing me, things going missing...oh no that wasn't enough, she wanted full apparition! Love you mum xxx

Now mum didn't even notice this in the churchyard, as dad was taking the pictures, she only noticed it when it was downloaded onto the pc.....wow isn't that strange

That's definately not a good face mum, but grandma thought my little place of beauty looked lovely I'm glad your face isn't like that now! I love you xxx

Thank you Si for leaving your scarf before going off camping with 12 mates in Snowdonia, as you can see mum pegged it down, so it didn't blow away lol I love you xxx

I'm a lucky man, 1 dozen red roses, balloons, glow in the dark faeries, little tea light lantern, insense burning and 2 graphics with poems, laminated of course. Thankyou, I love you

Ooops dad didn't get a close up shot of the 2 graphics and poems!  Thank you all for making my little spot of beauty stand out, just like me

Steady now grandma, why's mum propping you up haha Oh I forgot you're 92yrs!  I love you grandma Thank you for the roses xxx

Mum putting finishing touches to your little place of beauty

http://www.dailypost.co.uk/news/north-wales-news/2008/06/06/reports-of-ufo-over-north-wales-55578-21032339/

http://cruelkev3.blogspot.com/2008/06/ufo-over-north-wales.html

James really did have the last laugh on his Birthday 4 June 2008....The UFO's were the Chinese Fire Lanterns that Si and Sarah, lit and sent flying up from the grave, around 10pm !

Big bro holding Sarah's lantern to be released

Sarah releasing 'Big Bro' Simon's lantern

Many thanks to Kathie for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear friend. http://deb.slusher.memory-of.com xxx

Mum in your South African Rubgy Shirt, a bit tight for me tho! and Grandma who is 92yrs now.

 Your little place of beauty Jamesy, all decorated on your Special Day.

Your Birthday Card Jamesy, at your little place of beauty.

It's just never enough though is it James?  Well not for me, I must be greedy darling.  I love you!

Thank you Kathie xxx

Just Because We Love You Jamesy

Thank you Brenda xxx

Richard Eveleigh passed over from cancer, 15 March 2008, Age 32yrs, Richie is on the right of the picture.

Si's best friend and also one of the best men, along with James, at his wedding 16 April 2005.

You will be sadly missed Richie, but I know we'll soon feel your presence, and thanks for your message after 24hrs!

Love you Richie, talk soon, Denise xxx

I know you'll be looking after Richy wherever you are James. I'm sure you two will be having a whale of a time.......like you always did!!! All my love Si xxx

Death is nothing at all

I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we are still
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way you always used
Put no difference into your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed
At the little jokes we always enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effort
Without the ghost of a shadow in it
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolute unbroken continuity
What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind
Because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you for an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner
All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost
One brief moment and all will be as it was before
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!

Canon Henry Scott-Holland, 1847-1918, Canon of St Paul's Cathedral.

We had the Reverend read this out at James' Celebration Of Life Service - 26 August, 2005. 

The Reverend read this out at the burial of James' ashes on 21 December, 2005.

YOU'LL  NEVER  WALK  ALONE  JAMESEY.

 

Many thanks to Donna for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son Corey and wife Michelle. www.coreyandmichelle.com Hugs xxx

                

YOU'LL  NEVER  WALK  ALONE  JAMESY!

Remember they night they won darling. We love and miss you so xxx

 

Many thanks to Sonia for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son Michael. http://michael-michalak.memory-of.com Hugs xxx

     

May God grant you always…
A sunbeam to warm you
A moonbeam to charm you
A sheltering Angel
So nothing can harm you.

A Xmas gift from dad to me. This tattoo is on my left arm, hope you like it Jamesy!

 

Many thanks to Sonia for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son Michael. http://michael-michalak.memory-of.com Hugs xxx

 

Although, my son, to heaven you have gone,
My heart sings the saddest song,
For your smile and laughter I will always long.

I know in heaven, peace you have found,
No more of this world's craziness do you have to be around.

Just know this, my son, in my heart you will always be.
My love for you will last beyond eternity.

I miss you more then words could say,
With you again I will be some day.

So until that time shall come,
Remember, I love you so very much my son

 

Many thanks to Beverly for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son Michael. http://michael-ribaudo-sr.memory-of.com Hugs xxx

 

Many thanks to Sonia for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son Michael. http://michael-michalak.memory-of.com Hugs xxx

As a son I lost a father,
As a father, a son -
If the choice was mine I'd rather
Had not lost either one.

I do not know where I come from
Or where I am to go.
True, this fate is less than some
And more than some can know.

My father, my son - you both I miss
But we shall meet someday
In the kingdom where angels kiss
To chase the clouds away

 

 

 

 

 

Many thanks to Sonia for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son Michael. http://michael-michalak.memory-of.com Hugs xxx

There comes a time in our life
And we wonder why some things happen.
I remember the day I had come to you ,
And there wasn't anything I could do,
But I have learned that love and memories
Outlast the pain and grief.
There's a place inside the heart where love lives.
Where nothing beautiful can ever be forgotten
Like a person as wonderful as you, James
You can never be forgotten, my brother
So fly on, proud bird
God has set you free

 

Many thanks to Sonia for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son Michael. http://michael-michalak.memory-of.com Hugs xxx

 

 

James age 16yrs and Big Bro Si age 20yrs. Broederstroom, South Africa, 1998.

 

Many thanks to Beverly for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son Michael. http://michael-ribaudo-sr.memory-of.com Hugs xxx

 

 

Jamesy, my last Full Moon with you in the physical, when we were dancing and playing with Majick and Hooch on the lawn. Dad was asleep so you took this photo Randpark Ridge, South Africa - March 2005.

 

 

  

 

 

 

Jamesy age 13yrs with Dad at home in Saigon, Vietnam - 1994.

Jamesy and Dad after a swim on Xmas morning. Dad's Santa hat stayed onOur last Xmas with you Fourways, South Africa - Xmas 2002

 

 

 

               

 

We know you are always with us, when we're watching a Liverpool match...Thank you for your presence, we love it!

 

 

 

Jamesy having a cuppa with his Grandma - North Wales 2004

 

Many thanks to Sonia for this beautiful graphic. Please light a candle for her dear son. http://michael-michalak.memory-of.com Hugs xxx