This site is dedicated to the memory of William Chubb, also known as Willow.
Tragically, our beloved son William took his own life on 17th January 2014, aged just 25, after 7 years of mental health difficulties. Our only consolation at this time is that at last he has found the peace he was so desperately searching for. We are slowly adding stories, and selected pictures from the many hundreds which bring back such happy memories of Will. Please join us in remembering Willow, by adding your own pictures, thoughts, and stories. Please click on all the links and items (including candles and thoughts) to see all of the content on our tribute to William. Caroline and Graham. Harriet, Nick, and Ben.
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Thoughts
I Am There
Look for me when the tide is high,
And the gulls are wheeling overhead,
When the autumn wind sweeps the cloudy sky,
And one by one the leaves are shed.
Look for me when the trees are bare,
And the stars are bright in the frosty sky,
When the morning mist hangs on the air,
And shorter darker days pass by.
I am there, where the river flows,
And salmon leap to a silver moon,
Where the insects hum, and the tall grass grows,
And sunlight warms the afternoon.
I am there in the busy street,
I take your hand in the city square,
In the market place where the people meet,
In your quiet room - I am there.
I am the love you cannot see,
And all I ask is - look for me.
The Chubb Family
1st January 2016
The Choice
I chose my time, I chose my way,
I chose to stay, not another day.
Don’t hurt yourself, don’t wonder why,
I made my choice, my sweet goodbye.
Cry for me not, I have my peace,
Please respect my short-lived lease.
It wasn’t to punish, or cause great pain,
No upper hand, nor spiteful gain.
It was a thought, a mood, a chance,
Our worlds have changed, a circumstance.
For the tearful eyes I leave behind,
To make you suffer, was not in mind.
I am ever near, so remember me,
And the stupid stuff, that caused such glee.
Take all these thoughts, and give them space,
Banish bleaker ones: they have no place.
And because, I trust, you love me so,
You’ll understand, I had to go.
I’ll suffer not, I won’t grow older,
There’s nothing more for me to shoulder.
I didn’t explain, I made my choice,
And so this poem becomes my voice.
So pray for me, I pray for you,
I pray for strength, to carry you.
Because I chose my time, I chose my way,
I chose to stay, not another day.
Amen (or whatever you believe).
Jane Pallister
[This is one of a number of poems available on the SOBS (Survivors of Bereavement by Suicide) website, but it is the one which most profoundly moved us].
The Chubb Family
25th April 2014
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We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.
Sent by MuchLoved on 24/01/2014
Candles
No matter how I start my day, no matter what I do, no morning dawns, no evening falls, that I don't think of you. I miss you more than words can ever say, and my heartache never goes away. May you continue to RIP, my beautiful Will, until then.
Lit by Your beautiful Jum. on 16th January 2019
"And I find it kinda funny,
I find it kinda sad,
The dreams in which I'm dying,
Are the best I've ever had.
I find it hard to tell you,
I find it hard to take,
When people run in circles,
It's a very, very mad world, mad world".
Mad World.
This song was incredibly important to Will, not just the upbeat original by Tears for Fears, but more particularly the haunting and lyrical version by Gary Jules which was the theme tune throughout Donnie Darko - a film that was equally important to Will (for reasons that will be obvious to anyone who knows the film).
Willow - the flame of your love will burn forever in our hearts.
Lit by Dada on 16th January 2015
"And when no hope was left inside,
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant
For one as beautiful as you".
Vincent (Starry, starry night) by Don McLean.
Willow - the flame of your love will burn forever in our hearts
Lit by Dada on 17th January 2015
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