Ian John Haslett

This memorial website was created to remember my Dearest Ian John Haslett who was born at Walton-upon-Thames in Surrey ENGLAND on March 13, 1951 and passed away on May 20, 2004. You will live forever in my heart my soulmate.

      
                 

         Thinking of you with much love darling on this another year without you.                         I LOVE AND MISS YOU IAN MY LOVE. xxx


                    


                                                                                                      

 Hello my Sammy. I miss you so much, I Hope your playing with Benny

Woof Woof.
 WE LOVE YOU DAD  

I Love you my sweet husband Ian x

Could you really think it was ok to die?
You said it's for the best but that was a lie: 
Thinking your death would release me from pain
That wasn't true I'll never be pain free again,

 
I walk alone now, leaves swirl around my feet 
I cross over the road avoiding people I would meet 
Its cold and its icy, stark winter in my heart 
Such a bleak empty world knowing forever we're apart

But the memories of us is the cloak that I wear 
The warmth of the sun your caress 
The shadows and darkness are places to hide 
From the pain of just one half of me left

The raindrops and snowflakes are the jewels I now borrow 
And the breeze whispers to me the sadness and sorrow. 
Of losing the man I loved more than life 
You my husband, I your wife.

I miss your daft humour 
The way you would laugh 
Your kindness, your love, our together forever path 
I miss you my darling more than words could ever say 
You were my laughter, my love, and my joy each new day ....VAH

My Beautiful Husand Ian x x

You killed yourself and didn't think of me.
I can't blame you for that, and yet I do,
For now your pain becomes my legacy.
What agony impelled you not to be?
I loved you-wasn't that enough for you?
You killed yourself and didn't think of me,

Nor saw through my eyes what you made me see, 
nor cared about my life when yours was through.
And now your pain becomes my legacy,
And I must fight to keep my sanity,
For what you did defines what must be true:
You killed yourself and didn't think of me.

I cannot think you did it selfishly;
So great a sacrifice leaves nothing due.
But now your pain becomes my legacy,

And I must sail across that bitter sea
That leaves no trace of joy or residue.
You killed yourself and didn't think of me,
So now your pain becomes my legacy. 

Another day for you to wonder, another day for you to mourn
It wasn’t my intention to go before the coming dawn
My pain was deep within my heart and troubled head
It wasn’t my intention to go without words said

My frame of mind seemed normal, or so I heard them say
It wasn’t my intention not to see another day
I did not mean to make you suffer or cause you so much pain
It wasn’t my intention to never see you again

Despair and confusion left my aching mind unsure
It wasn’t my intention to suddenly close life’s door
If only I could give you reasons and brush the tears away
It wasn’t my intention to leave you and not stay

I did not mean for you to grieve, now left alone to cry
It wasn’t my intention to leave you, forever asking why
As the burden of life’s worries slowly ebb from my heart
It wasn’t my intention to tear your soul apart 
 

If tears could build a starway

And memories a lane.

I would walk right up to heaven

       And bring you back again.
         
      
 

















I LOVE YOU MY DARLING IAN




         
       
    

     
   

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 Ian loved the sea beach and the birds

   

                  




         


  




                           


I know you’re gone from this earth
You left me way too soon
But I feel your love every time
I gaze up at the moon.
Sometimes I think I hear
A whisper in the wind
It sounds as if you’ve called my name
As your love to me you send.
Sometimes I do a silly thing
And your laughter fills my ears
I know you’re right here with me
But I can’t see you through my tears.
I felt your hand upon my shoulder
And I quickly turned to see
Visible... you were not
But I know you’re here with me.
In the night you sometime come
To visit in my dreams
My hands go out to touch you
But you’re just out of reach it seems.
For just a flash you appear
Standing close to me
Is it just my imagination
Or is it really you I see.
Even though you’re gone from me
And you watch me from above
I long for you everyday…
And I still feel your love.







 

   

 My Best mate that beacame my Best man  / Gary Johnson (Best mate )

What a wonderful website this is to read. I seem to have difficutly reading the tributes through watery eyes.

Ian was a true best mate. He and l enjoyed the sixties and early seventies being the Likely lads. We were scooter boys and complete with parkers coats to keep the warmth in and cold out we would roar of through the high streets enjoying life. Those days are long gone now but Ian's memory is still with me today.

Valerie and Ian is some story. Love for each was strong . Ian was one lucky guy the day he met Valerie.

Ian you will always be remembered for the person you were and for the joy and love you gave us all

Gary.

    

Ian.s mother was Irish, and it was one
of his nick names between us two. Mad Jack was another, 
and I always Got Valentine and birthday cards from 
these two Gentlemen as well as my darling
Ian. He was just THE top man. I love you darling Irish.
Darling Ian

        

Morning's dew glistens upon the ground
where angels tears fell with no sound
For love and dreams so suddenly ended
eternal day's silence be never mended
Sunset stains the clouded skies of evening
streakes of red where love lies bleeding
Darkness cloaks the reason why
and hides the angels as they cry
VAH
  

         

   
  
                  
  
          

I am so broken hearted without you my darling, my life will never be
anything now I will miss you forever, I am without my precious darling. 

            


Weeks flow into months, and months into years.
 A path strewn with sadness, and sodden with tears
 For grief is a journey that has to be shared
 Where sorrow and heartache and feelings are bared.
 Where love is a gift that you give to a friend It comforts the weary 
  and helps a broken heart mend.........XxXxX                           
Love you forever and more, miss you so much.      
Val x x x x

         

If you visit this site and have time to spare please add anything you
would like or  light a candle to keep Ian's memory alive.
 Thank you.
     
               
!! GOD BLESS YOU MY DARLING !!    
  
 

Don't judge me for how I left this world, Remember the love I gave
Alot of grief will follow me for the decision that I made
Changes appear in everyone's life; Some good, some bad
The one I chose for myself made Val very sad 
But in time memories will heal the hurt of hearts
And my presence will be felt by all with an inner peace
Remember me when the sun is bright and laughter fills the air
And a moonlit night and a whisper of wind will tell you I am there
Don't look down on my wife or fill her heart with blame
For my leaving her without good-byes she will never be the same
If I could go back in time I'd say a last good-bye
I'd tell her to "Look to tomorrow; and for me.....do not cry."




As the wind blew I heard your voice I turned around to see your face. 
The warm wind caressed me As I stood silently in place. 
I felt your embrace from the rays of the sun As its warmth came from the sky. 
I closed my eyes, felt your body against mine and my spirit soared high. 
My tears sprinkling down As I watched the falling rain. 
Each teardrop that fell, softly whispered your name. 
In my heart I hold you close It helps made me feel complete. 
You’re in heaven, but your not really gone As you live inside of me. 
If the sun refused to shine And the wind ceased to blow. 
If the rain stopped falling You would still live inside of me
And that’s all my heart needs to know








And if I go, while you’re still here…
Know that I live on,
Vibrating to a different measure
-      behind a thin veil you cannot see through.
You will not see me,So you must have faith.
I wait the time when we can soar together again,
- both aware of each other.
Until then, live your life to its fullest.
And when you need me,
Just whisper my name in your heart,
…I will be there.








This place would have been heaven to my Ian.




Comes the Dawn
After a while you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning,
and that company doesn’t mean security,
and you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts,
and presents aren't promises.
You begin to accept defeats with your head up
and your eyes open.
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child;
And you learn to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow's ground it too uncertain for plans.
And futures have a way of falling in mid-flight.
After a while you learn that even sunshine burns
if you get too much.
So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you can really endure...
That you are really strong.
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn....
With every Goodbye you learn.