This site is dedicated to the memory of Kurt Aris.

Kurt was born in Jamaica on March 30, 1978. He was my beautiful son who was loved and adored. He will forever be missed by all his family and friends. 2010 was going to be a new start for him. He was going to Jamaica to see his beloved grandmother. New Year's Eve morning Kurt spoke exciredly to me. He was on his way from the gym and was preparing himself to go out partying later. I told him how much I loved him, how I enjoyed conversing with him, how easy he was to live with and how someday he would make someone a beautiful husband. My son never went partying and he never lived to see the New Year. My baby,my son it is not possible to say how much I miss you. You will live on forever in my heart. mama. xxx

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Yesterday was your birthday. Today is the end of the month. Today is important, we must focus on today, give thanks for the blessing of being alive to remember you. One day at a time. Kisses are expressions of love Usually from a mother, a child's first kiss Rainbow doesn't appear on every rainy day Tribulations he said we would have, but would overcome.
Pat
31st March 2022
Dearest son always and forever in my thoughts you will stay.. I miss you son. The world has grown harsher since you left. In the last months of 2021 the Almighty revealed many things to me. He showed me the way to a live. He taught me that I must live live each day as if it is my last. Son I am indescribably happy peaceful and thankful. I just have this deep desire to says thanks to those whose intention was to sadden me. Wish I could let them know of their contribution to my peace and happiness. They were tools to test and strengthen me.. I have become happier and not bitter thanks to my creator and saviour. Recently I came across many photos of you and your brothers and sisters, children and friends. One that I never even saw. A model pose. What a beautiful child I am remembering everyday to spend time with my creator. I have learnt to trust him and to depend on him. He is happy because his joy is in my heart where before sadness had blocked him out. I am writing poems. Perhaps I will share them here Someday we will meet again son.
Pat
7th January 2022
You were the son I once had Now that you are gone I am very sad All that's left are the memories of your childhood Moments that were all pleasant and good. I remember the nights you and Nesa had fights just for a place on my chest, And in sickness this is where I would lay you to rest. Mealtime for you was a delight And feasting and cornbeef and rice at night But that's not all, you loved playing ball Though many a times you would fall. Although I couldn't run! It was so much fun. Oh Kurt, there is so much to say but time did not permit you to stay Never thought it would end this way. Life has its ups and downs Whether we smile or frown. Your picture hangs on the walls of my heart And from there it will never depart Always and forever, Aunt Jan
Janet
25th August 2015
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