Thank you for all the candles and graphics for my angel Waylon...Our
family treasure them all. ~HUGS~
Waylon's family | thank you | July 29, 2009 |
Thank you for all the candles and graphics for my angel Waylon...Our
family treasure them all. ~HUGS~
MOM~TO JOSHUA~JAMIE | THANK YOU SO MUCH | July 29, 2009 |
DEAR VERESA, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE BEAUTIFUL GRAPHICS AND POEMS FOR MY PRECIOUS BOYS. IT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME TO KNOW THAT OTHERS ARE KEEPING THEIR MEMORY ALIVE. HAVING THIS SITE HAS ALLOWED ME TO STILL FEEL CLOSE TO THEM. THEY WERE MY ONLY CHILDREN SO IT MEANS ALOT. I'M SO SORRY FOR THE LOSS OF YOUR LITTLE JORDAN, I HOPE HIM AND JAMIE ARE GOOD BUDDIES. AGAIN, THANK YOU FOR THINKING OF MY BABIES. GOD BLESS YOU.
MICHELLE
Isaiah's Mommy | For Jordan | July 29, 2009 |
MOM~TO JOSHUA~JAMIE | PRECIOUS ANGEL JORDAN | July 29, 2009 |
Rains Mommy | Thinking of you | July 28, 2009 |
Hi Sweetie! We had Rains Summer Fun Day yesterday hope you had fun!! XOXO
Georgia ~Sandi's Mom~ | ~Thinking of you~ | July 25, 2009 |
angel lizzie momma | those shining ever so brightly are those we love < | July 24, 2009 |
mom 2 Waylon | friends forever | July 23, 2009 |
Life is like a garden
And friendship like a flower,
That blooms and grows in beauty
With the sunshine and the shower.
And lovely are the blossoms
That are tended with great care,
By those who work unselfishly
To make the place more fair.
And, like the garden blossoms,
Friendship's flower grows more sweet
When watched and tended carefully
By those we know and meet.
And, if the seed of friendship
Is planted deep and true
And watched with understanding,
Friendship's flower will bloom for you.
mom 2 Waylon | Goodnight Jordan | July 22, 2009 |
What kind of place would heaven be with all its streets of gold, if all the souls, that dwell up there like yours and mine, were old? How strange would heaven's music sound when harps begin to ring, if children were not gathered 'round to help the angels sing. The children that God sends to us are only just a loan, He knows we need their sunshine to make the house a home. We need the inspiration of a baby's blessed smile. He doesn't say they've come to stay, just lends them for a while. Sometimes it takes them years to do the work for which they come. Sometimes in just a month or two our Father calls them home. I like to think some souls up there bear not one sinful scar. I love to think of heaven as a place where children are.
angel lizzie's momma | thanking you for all your love and encouragement | July 21, 2009 |