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Elsie McAllister

  • Joined:August '08
  • Location:†♥☼ West Coltness, Wishaw, Lanarkshire ☼♥†

About me

Most people in Wishaw know me as Chris Rooney's & Ziggy McAllister's Mam. We were a good team, the boys & me. Best pals, (most of the time) but we had our ups and downs like any family. We stood up against the World as our wee team. Their dad left when Ziggy was 3, (on his birthday, in fact) so we just had to get on with life, and make the best of a bad joke. And we did, I worked very hard to get them everything they wanted.

I encouraged them to get out into the world and explore it for all they could learn. Chris took up the challenge, he spread those wings and moved to Europe, covering France, Germany, Belgium and eventually settled down in Rotterdam, Holland. Ziggy, the homing-bird, never ever left me. He was mine for 27 years. 27 very eventful years, I could write a book!!

Ziggy died in my arms in January 1998, after being sick and choking. Chris was murdered in April 2008.

My heart has been broken forever, shattered beyond ANYTHING I could ever have imagined. Nothing will ever make up for the loss of my sons. A big part of me died with them, and I will never be the same again. (Their dad died in 2001).

I am the younger daughter of Ellen and John McAllister, I have two older brothers and a sister.

I am gran of Nathan Reeve (Chris' Angel son) who was stillborn on 13 Sept 1995.

I am Aunt of John Rogers of Wishaw, who was murdered and dumped in the river behind my house & Aunt of Dominic Matthews, (my sister's son from London) who died aged 19, following a car accident. Also 'Auntie' of George Menzies, my best friend's son who died in October 09.

They are all Angels now, and so very much loved and missed.

I work as a Volunteer in our local St Andrew's Hospice Charity Shop.



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Elsie
Thank you so much for taking the time to light a candle for my Grandad Jimmy. I know he would be delighted that so many people are thinking of him and lighting his way.
I've a lump in my throat having read both of your beautiful eulogies for both your beautiful boys. I don't know how you get through the horror of losing both your boys. I don't know what to say to you. I like the following parable and maybe it may give you some comfort. After my Grandfather died I found solace in it.

Take care Elsie
xxxx Mary

A Parable Describing Death As A Transition to A Better Afterlife

-The Story of the Dragonfly-


Down below the surface of a quiet pond lived a little colony of water bugs. They were a happy colony, living far away from the sun. For many months they were very busy, scurrying over the soft mud on the bottom of the pond. They did notice that every once in a while one of their colony seemed to lose interest in going about with its friends. Clinging to the stem of a pond lily, it gradually moved out of sight and was seen no more.

"Look!" said one of the water bugs to another. "One of our colony is climbing up the lily stalk. Where do you suppose she is going?" Up, up, up it went slowly. Even as they watched, the water bug disappeared from sight. Its friends waited and waited but it didn't return. "That's funny!" said one water bug to another. "Wasn't she happy here?" asked a second water bug. "Where do you suppose she went?" wondered a third. No one had an answer. They were greatly puzzled.

Finally one of the water bugs, a leader in the colony, gathered its friends together. "I have an idea. The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk must promise to come back and tell us where he or she went and why." "We promise," they said solemnly.

One spring day, not long after, the very water bug who had suggested the plan found himself climbing up the lily stalk. Up, up, up he went. Before he knew what was happening, he had broken through the surface of the water, and fallen onto the broad, green lily pad above.

When he awoke, he looked about with surprise. He couldn't believe what he saw. A startling change had come to his old body. His movement revealed four silver wings and a long tail. Even as he struggled, he felt an impulse to move his wings. The warmth of the sun soon dried the moisture from the new body. He moved his wings again and suddenly found himself up above the water. He had become a dragonfly.

Swooping and dipping in great curves, he flew through the air. He felt exhilarated in the new atmosphere. By and by, the new dragonfly lighted happily on a lily pad to rest. Then it was that he chanced to look below to the bottom of the pond. Why, he was right above his old friends, the water bugs! There they were, scurrying about, just as he had been doing some time before. Then the dragonfly remembered the promise: "The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk will come back and tell where he or she went and why."

Without thinking, the dragonfly darted down. Suddenly he hit the surface of the water and bounced away. Now that he was a dragonfly, he could no longer go into the water. "I can't return!" he said in dismay. "At least I tried, but I can't keep my promise. Even if I could go back, not one of the water bugs would know me in my new body. I guess I'll just have to wait until they become dragonflies too. Then they'll understand what happened to me, and where I went." And the dragonfly winged off happily into its wonderful new world of sun and air.

Last night

Good mornig Sis Thanks for listening and being there for me. I am getting there some days just as you are too. The heartache of losing our son's is another thing we share. I know that you care. Love ya Sis xxxxxxxxxx

Saturday morning

A Friend
When you're lonely ,
I wish you Love.
When you're down
I wish you Joy.
When you're troubled
I wish you Peace .....
God Bless xxx

Friday morning

Daddy's Poem
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Her hair was up in a pony tail,
Her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
And she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,
That she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
If she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;
She knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
Of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,
For her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
She tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school
Eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
A dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back,
For everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
Anxious in their seats

One by one the teacher called
A student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
As seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,
Every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
A man who wasn't there.

'Where's her daddy at?'
She heard a boy call out.
'She probably doesn't have one,'
Another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,
She heard a daddy say,
'Looks like another deadbeat dad,
Too busy to waste his day.'

The words did not offend her,
As she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
Who told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back,
Slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
Came words incredibly unique.

'My Daddy couldn't be here,
Because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
Since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
And how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories
He taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
And taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,
And ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him.
I'm not standing here alone.

'Cause my daddy's al ways with me,
Even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
He'll forever be in my heart'
With that, her little hand reached up,
And lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
Beneath her favorite dress. And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads,
Her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
Who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love
Of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
Doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,
Staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
But its message clear and loud.

'I love my daddy very much,
he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
But heaven's just too far.

You see he is a Brittish soldier
And died just this past year
When a roadside bomb hit his convoy
And taught Britians to fear.
But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away.'
And then she closed her eyes,
And saw him there that day.

And to her mothers amazement,
She witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
All starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,
Who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
They saw him at her side.

'I know you're with me Daddy,'
To the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
Of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,
For each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
Was a fragrant long-stemmed rose.


And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
By the love of her shining star.
And given the gift of believing,
That heaven is never too far.

Send this to the people you'll never forget and
Remember to send it also to the person that sent It to you. It's a short message to let them know that you'll never forget them.

If you don't send it to anyone, it means you're
in a hurry and that you've forgotten your friends.

Take the time...to live and love.
Until eternity. God bless!

Thursday evening

hi elsie i have n.t been on line for ages we moved the computer and when i come to use it again it wouldn.t work so ive borrowed a laptop today to leave my matthew a message as its 10yrs today i still don,t think it gets any easier . hope your o.k and taking good care of your self love de xx

5 days ago
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