This is what was on the 'about me' for a long time
Time to change it but I didn't want to loose it.
Another Mothers Day without you. Close
I wonder what you would be like now. You would be 3 and you twin siblings are going to be 2. What a houseful I would have had. I had so much planned out for us to do. I was going to make it where on Friday afternoons I would get a blanket out, lay it out in the yard, let you play in the sandbox while I grilled dinner. Then we could lay on the blanket, watch the clouds go by pointing out shapes. I would read to you and just right before dusk I would make ice cream and we would watch the lighting bugs come out while cuddling on the blanket. I would let you fall asleep and I would carry you inside and put you too bed. We will do that someday but not now.
Happy Birthday My Angel
This day is bittersweet for me. I'm so glad you and God chose me to be your mommy but I can't help wishing you were here and not there. I can't help the 'what ifs'. I wish I could be planning a party for you this Saturday at Chuck E. Cheese instead of bringing you a small piece of cake and 3 balloons to release in the air at your grave site. I wish I could complain about how tired I am from chasing you around all day but most of all, I wish I could hear your voice and see your face. Baby boy, you have no idea what I would do for just one day to hold you, see you, kiss you, and hear your voice. I love you so much and miss you just as much. Happy Birthday Elby Daniel
This was my 3rd Christmas and New Year without you. After everyone left and Daddy went to bed I sat and looked at all the gifts that the twins got from Santa and family I held your sister and brother and gave thanks to the Lord that they are here with me I can share you and your legacy with them. I cried my heart out because I do miss you so bad and I do love you so much. I wish the outcome would have been different with your birth. If I could know what I know now and do it over again there would be so much I would do differently. I also gave thanks for the sign that you gave me that you were here with me by making that Johnny Jumper go off that is put up in the spare room. I love you and miss you baby boy. I'm so sorry that I haven't put anything out on your grave and I'm not going to make any excuses because you know why I haven't. Everything that I saw that didn't look cheap was too expensive. For Halloween the stuff that your brother and sister got you stayed here and I always forgot to bring it with me when I went out there. Always remember baby boy that I love you more than life itself and if I had a choice to bring you back and let you live your life for mine you know you would have the oppertunity to live life. I don't have to ask how your Christmas was. I could only imagine what the celebration is like up there. I love you baby!
We little knew that morning, God was going to call your name, In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same. It broke our hearts to loose you, you did not go alone, For part of us went with you, the day God called you home. You let us beautiful memories, your love is still our guide, And though we cannot see you, you're always at our side. Our family chain is broke, and nothing seems the same, But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.
Hi my angel. I wanted to tell you thank you for making me a mommy. Not a day goes by that I don't think of you. I miss you and love you. I will be waiting to see you again. In the mean time keep your brother and sister safe.
Happy Mother's Day
By Cathy Gonzalez
There are a special group of women
Who you might not know or recognize
They are the ones on Mother's Day
With big tears in their eyes
Some might have children that you see
but what you don't know
Is that they also have children
that only they can see
They can see them in a special way
That way is as an Angel
For what you don't understand is
They have all seen, felt, or held an Angel
Mother's Day is their day too
Try to see that fact
That their hearts are full of pain
Because you too
Didn't see their Angel
Happy Mother's Day
to all the Moms who have
seen, felt, or held an Angel
Your Angel in Heaven
Grandmothers Are Mothers Who Are Grand
Grandmothers are mothers who are grand,
Restoring the sense that our most precious things
Are those that do not change much over time.
No love of childhood is more sublime,
Demanding little, giving much on demand,
More inclined than most to grant the wings
On which we fly off to enchanted lands.
Though grandmothers must sometimes serve as mothers,
Helping out, or maybe taking over,
Each has all the patience wisdom brings,
Remembering our passions more than others,
Singing childish songs we long remember.
By Nicholas Gordon
When God Made Moms
When the good Lord was creating mothers!!!!!
He was into His sixth day of "overtime when the angel appeared and said,
"You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one."
AND THE LORD SAID....."Have you read the specs on this order?
She has to be completely washable, but not plastic.
Have 180 moveable parts... all replaceable.
Run on black coffee and leftovers.
Have a lap that disappears when she stands up,
a kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg
to a disappointed love affair, and six pairs of hands."
And the angel shook her head slowly and said,
"Six pairs of hands...no way."
"It is not the hands that are causing me problems," said the Lord,
"It's the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have."
"That's on the standard model?" asked the angel.
THE LORD NODDED....One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks
"What are you kids doing in there?" when she already knows.
Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn't,
but what she has to know;
and of course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up and say,
"I understand and I love you", without so much as uttering a word."
"Lord", said the angel touching his sleeve gently, "go to bed, tomorrow...."
"I can't", said the Lord, "I'm so close to creating something so close to myself.
Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick....
can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger,
and can get a nine year old to stand under a shower."
The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly.
"It's too soft", she sighed.
"But tough!" said the Lord excitedly.
You cannot imagine what this mother can do or endure."
"Can it think?"
"Not only can it think, but it can reason and compromise", said the Creator.
Finally the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek.
"There's a leak", she pronounced.
"I told you, you were trying to put too much into this model."
"It's not a leak", said the Lord. "It's a tear".
"What's it for?"
"It's for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness and pride."
"You're a genius", said the angel.
THE LORD LOOKED SOMBER..... "BUT I DIDN'T PUT IT THERE".
Poem by Erma Bombeck
Don't think of them as gone away, their journey has just begun. Life holds so many facets, this Earth is only one. Just think of them as resting, from the sorrows and the tears, in a place of warmth and comfort, where there are no days or years. Think of how they must be wishing, that we could know today, how nothing but our sadness can really pass away. And think of them as living in the hearts of those they touched, for nothing loved is ever lost, and they were loved so much.
J. Elizabeth Adams
A Mother's Plea
A wonderful life, full of strife. Young, talented, and intelligent, gone in an instant. The strain of going on, how do we endure such pain? Sometimes I think I'll go insane. But the Lord tells us, he will not give us anything we cannot endure. Does he believe in me, more than I? Light a candle, pray for me, for her, for our eternity. What's over there? Does anyone ever stop to care. Is this life more than we can bare? I have many questions, if I dare. But, first a hug and kiss from my angel, whom I know is waiting there. By Tammy Cole
To the living I am gone, To the sorrowful, I will never return, To the angry, I was cheated.But to the happy, I am at peace.And to the faithful, I have never left.
I cannot speak, but I can listen I cannot be seen, but I can be heard.
So, as you stand upon a shore, Gazing at the beautiful sea-Remember Me.
Remeber me in your heart, Your thoughts and your memories Of the times we cried, The times we fought, The times we laughed, For if you always think of
me, I will never be gone from your side.