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"She touched so many lives in her short time here on earth
"She had a special way that warmed the hearts of everyone who knew her-
On the day you died . . .
The world got colder on the day you died.
Everything around was drab and dull.
You brought such warmth to the world around.
Your soul was kind and rare and beautiful.
My world just stopped on the day you died.
I couldn't fathom life without you here.
Why is it fate can bring bonds so deep,
And then fate can make life disappear?
I'll always remember the day you died.
And that raw aching hole ~ you were gone.
Time dulled the pain and I longed for it back.
It seemed a betrayal to move on.
I wasn't prepared for the day you died.
Your life slipped away much too soon.
And even as time lets me laugh once again,
A piece of my heart went with you.
Healing Is What Tears Are For
since I have been up here.
I know it seems like a lifetime to you ...
But you know I still love ya dear!
You have tried to hold onto the things
that reminded you of me.
But it's okay to let go of it all, Mom.
I'll always be where I need to be
I can see deep inside of your heart.
I can see how lonely you are.
And it's okay for you to cry, Mom.
That's what tears are for.
It doesn't matter where you live or go.
I'm still right there with you.
Oh, there's a light at the end of the tunnel.
And that light will see you through.
I'm watching you from Heaven's side.
You can never lose sight of me.
I know you hold me near your heart.
And, that's where I'll always be.
Yeah, it has been quite a while, Mom,
But I know you can feel me near.
Oh, the life you live will show others
my love just can't disappear.
Oh when I look deep inside of your heart
and see how lonely you are.
I send a message to say it's okay to cry ...
Healing is what tears are for!
Kaye Des’Ormeaux, ©2000
Used with Permission
to me about now; oh gosh, how I miss her so!!
November 25, 2004
here standing next to me, smiling and saying how proud you are.
When days were small I still remember you reigning over me protecting me, so nothing would or could happen
You would always care for me as if you were my mother. . . but no, you were my sister
My Older, overprotecting sister.
I vaguely remember your smile, since it was so long ago. To this day, I have no clue what you smelled like
I only have pictures to remember; But it seems like it is definitely not enough.
I wonder what life would be like with you present and not only in my short memory,
What would you look like? What would you wear? What would your profession be?
All of these questions, I wonder all of the answers.
Would you help me with every horrible or wrong thing in my life? I think you would.
But I still wonder, would life be easier, if God hadn't chosen you? I think so.
But I don't remember anything, it is all just fuz. I don't remember the sound of your voice
or the scent of your hair after we had a barbecue and the fire smoke blew into it.
or the sounds you would make to imitate our barbies actions and reactions to things.
I miss all of it. I can't recall the touch of your hand. I can only remember your freezing cold body
in a rectangle box with flowers everywhere. I didn't understand then, but I do now.
When you left, I thought you had gone on a journey where only angels went
and I was right, but then I thought differently.
At first, I thought you would be back from your People-to-People trip
But after a few months, I knew that I would never see you again, hug you,
smell you, feel your hair, hear your voice
play Barbies with you, or even share a few laughs with you.
It hit me when I looked across the table where you would be sitting and you weren't there,
devouring food like you had been the day before
And then I knew that you would never eat or be there ever again
I would realize it until I was older and I did
Now when people try to talk to me about it, I feel no pain, because I guess I am used to it
I only knew you for four years, which felt like four days for me
But I know that four days can also have more meaning then four years
I miss you with all of my heart, I know that we will meet again, someday.
"MY ANGEL GALLERY"
since the Angels carried you away.
But you've never left my heart at all,
as in my heart you will forever stay.
No amount of time can ever fade,
the memories of you being with me.
They're painted on my heart and soul,
and lovingly framed in my memory.
These pictures are a priceless gift,
which can never be bought or sold.
No money could ever replace them,
as they're more precious than gold.
You tenderly painted each picture,
and created within me a loving shrine.
And throughout all the years we had,
each painting was a treasure of mine.
I hung them in my heart's memory;
a gallery full of love paintings so rare.
And every day I felt blessed to have,
all these beautiful paintings to share.
Now you are no longer here with me,
but you're the Angel inside my heart.
I cherish the gallery of all you gave;
my precious masterpieces of Angel art.
© Pamela Hall
10th November, 1998
Stairway To Heaven
Just like a beautiful long stemmed rose,
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal,
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May our Dear Lord give you His peace and fill your heart with His presence
But God had other plans for you
Which we were not to know
You passed this way just for awhile
And brought with you an angel's smile
Now you wait for that sweet day
When all your loved ones come your way
With Love and Shared Tears
11/5/68 - 10/19/02