Alan George Hunt

Hello Dad

I know you can't answer me in person but I just needed to type a little message to you through this site. Its the early hours of the morning here and I was just thinking about you and couldn't sleep.

For some reason I keep all my emotions wrapped up inside my head and only seem to let them out when I am on my own. For a grown man the tears can not stop flowing when I think of how much I am missing you. I havn't said it out loud to anyone but I am really dreading Xmas this year without you. Night after night I sit here by my pc (the only way I know) and look through my family photo's. Ones of you smiling and having a laugh, the serious ones and the ones you used to hate. I just find it hard to express myslef any other way in public and carry on as if things were normal. (my stubborn way)

Each day is getting harder for me to cope with the emotion that is building up inside as I don't tend to share it with other people. No one really knows deep down how I feel. I hope they are looking after you upstairs dad and everyone else around you is fine.

I feel a little better now I have wrote my piece to you and will say hello to you again at the crem tomorrow when Nicola and I go to sit with you for a while.

Take care dad I miss you so so much.

All my love

Gary xx

Gary Hunt (Son) 4 weeks ago

hello dad

hello dad
just thought i would come and say hello , i miss you so much gary and i have been talkin about the time you came up to our house to watch the football final and u went home drunk ha ha all you kept saying was dont tall mum she will kill me as you were swaying to get to the car


we miss you so much , each day feels so empty without you here, we know you are at peace now they say its gets easier with time but it doesnt it gets harder and harder without you here x x x x

well im going to go now so take care up there dad i love you so much please give my baby sister a big kiss and hug from me x x x x x x x x x x x

sleep tight angel x x x x x

Nicola Hunt (Daughter-in-Law) October 20, 2009

Hello Dad

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed
he was walking along the beach with the LORD
Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene he noticed two sets of
footprints in the sand: one belonging
to him, and the other to the LORD
When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.
He noticed that many times along the path of
his life there was only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it happened at the very
lowest and saddest times in his life.
This really bothered him and he
questioned the LORD about it
'LORD, you said that once I decided to follow
you, you'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when
I needed you most you would leave me
The LORD replied
'My son, my precious child,
I love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of trial and sffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you.'

Nicola Hunt (Daughter-in-Law) August 21, 2009

we miss you dad x x x

For My Loved Ones I have not turned my back on you,
so there is no need to cry.
I'm watching you from heaven,
just beyond the morning sky.
I've seen you almost fall apart,
when you could barely stand.
I asked the Lord to comfort you,
and watched him take your hand.
He told me you are in more pain,
Then I could ever be.
He wiped his eyes and swallowed hard,
then gave your hand to me.
Although you may not feel my touch,
Or see me by your side.
I've whispered that I love you,
while I wiped each tear you cried.
So please try not to ache for me,
we'll meet again one day,
beyond the dark and stormy sky,
a Rainbow lights the way.
Those we love remain with us,
For love lives on.
And cherished memories never fade,
Because a loved one's gone …

☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆~♥~☆

Nicola Hunt (Daughter-in-Law) July 16, 2009

Do not stand at my grave and weep.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, i do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain.
I am the fields of ripening grain.

I am in the morning hush.
I am in the graceful rush,
of beautiful birds in circling flight.
I am the star shine of the night.

I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, i did not die.

Angela Hanson (Daughter-in-Law) July 15, 2009

Dads Message To Us

Please dry your tears and laugh again
Let go your hurt, release your pain
Accept that my time on earth was complete
My lessons all learned, some bitter some sweet
Envisage the me that was healthy and strong
Don't hold the memory of where it went wrong
Know that the place where I am feels so right
I'm surrounded by love and bathed in white light
Don't cling onto heartache and think I'm afar
I'll stand by your side, wherever you are
In your joy and in your sorrow, every night and every day
I'm there with my love just one thought away
Step into the sunshine, come out of the rain
For me dry your tears, for me laugh again......

Martin Hunt (Son) July 14, 2009

we all miss you so much x x x

I'm writing this from heaven, where I dwell with God above.
Where there's no more tears or sadness, there's just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy because I am out of sight
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night.
And I will stay beside you, every day, week and year
And when you're sad I'll still be there to wipe away your tears.
When you think of my life on earth and all those living years
Because your only human their bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry it does relieve the pain
Remember there wouldn't be flowers unless we first had rain.
I wish I could tell you of all that God has planned
But even if I were able to, you wouldn't understand.
When your going down the street and you've got me on your mind
I'm walking in your footsteps and only half a step behind.
And if you feel a gentle breeze or wind upon your face
Remember it's only me with a loving and soft embrace.
P.S. God sends His Love

Nicola Hunt (Daughter-in-Law) July 14, 2009

The Letter Box

One of my funnest memories of Alan was the time that Gary & I played a trick on him using old GPO ( The Post Office ) letterhead.

One day we put a letter through his own door as if it had been delivered saying that a postman had complained to his local office ( post office ) complaining about the letterbox snapping shut on him causing damage to his fingers.

The letter went on to say that the house owner was responsible for the upkeep of the letterbox and that he could be sued under various GPO laws for this terrible crime !

Well, Alan went off the rail and I think Gary had to stop him from marching off to the post office to
" speak his mind " !!

It was a fond & funny childhood moment of a larger then life character

Hopefully Alan, there's no letterboxes where your going !!

RIP x

Stuart Foulkes July 12, 2009

The Dash

I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
from the beginning...to the end.



He noted that first came her date of birth
and spoke the following date with tears,
but he said what mattered most of all
was the “dash” between those years.


For that dash represents all the time
that she spent alive on earth...
and now only those who loved her
know what that little line is worth.



For it matters not, how much we own;
the cars...the house...the cash,
what matters is how we live and love
and how we spend our “dash”.



So think about this long and hard...
are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
that can still be rearranged.



If we could just slow down enough
to consider what's true and real,
and always try to understand
the way other people feel.



And be less quick to anger,
and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives
like we've never loved before.



If we treat each other with respect,
and more often wear a smile...
remembering that this special “dash”
might only last a little while.



So, when your eulogy's being read
with your life's actions to rehash...
would you be proud of the things they say
about how you spent your “dash”?



(C) Linda Ellis

Stuart Foulkes July 12, 2009

r.i.p dad

well dad this is just for you your very own manchester united page who would have imagined that we would have had to do this so soon , i never really told you when you were still here so here goes , i love you from the bottom of my heart the lasst 7 years that i have been apart of your family has been an honour and to call you dad well that goes without saying

i can imagine you sitting there with a can of cider of a whiskey thinking look at that lot silly buggers everyone is coming to our house sunday to try and sort things out its going to be a hard day but we will all try to be strong and stick together .
well im off to bed now to try and sleep althought its hard so good night god bless i love you with all my heart x x x x x x x

Nicola Hunt (Daughter-in-Law) July 12, 2009