Welcome....

to the website honoring the life of

 Micah Lee David Howard

Created in  memory of our loved one, Micah Howard who was born to Chad & Angela Howard in Bedford Texas on August 30, 2004 and passed away on January 09, 2008 at the age of 3. He leaves his brother De' Angelo, sister Makayla, grandparents JR & Scarlett Garner, Everett & Kathi Bush, great-grandparents Leland & Phebe Troxel, Jack & Diana Bush, Mary Mittenfeller, and many aunts, uncles, cousins and friends. He will forever be in our hearts, Micah took a piece of us to heaven the day he took Jesus' hand. Although it hurts to our very soul not having him with us we rejoice in the knowledge that he is with our Father and we will see him again someday.

How do you celebrate an angel birthday? I can't see it as something to celebrate or be happy about...other than the fact that Micah is with our Lord, its heartbreaking for all that love and miss him. It will soon be 1 year on January 9th. I will continue to work on his "Life" scrapbook for his mommie and brother and pray for all who have lost loved ones, sorry I really don't know how to do this.

Grandma

Christmas Eve 2008 

Its been 1 year ago tonight, 12 whole months since we last saw you. Time has went so fast but at the same time stood still. Little did we know that 16 days later you would be with Jesus. Micah you are missed so very much, mommy is having such a hard time, she tells me "it hurts so bad", all we can do is be there for her, hold her up when she falls and wipe her tears. You will live on in our hearts sweetheart, someday...someday soon we will all be together again...our circle will be unbroken. In the mean time you soak up the glory and love of our Heavenly Father,send us angel kisses and rainbows. Merry Christmas Micah

Love & Hugs

Papa & Grandma

We will celebrate the day knowing you are with us in spirit, we so wish we could turn back the time but that isn't Gods will. He needed you with him and who can REALLY argue with that? I'm sure the angels are keeping you occupied with a party like no other. Happy 4th Birthday sweet grandson, Papa & I love you so very much.

Mickey is tickled, he's planning your 4th birthday, a celebration of your life!

This says it all

 Micah your mommy picked out this cake for you because of Mickey Mouse and yellow & green are your very favorite colors!!

Getting your balloons ready, everyone wrote notes to you and attached them to the pretty ribbons

Waiting to send the balloons your way

Mommy thinking about you

Mom bowing her head during prayer

And away they go to the Heavens

 Micah I Love You So

Is De asking for a phone like this??

Aunt AAunt Kelly and Mom

We had music

Enjoying the company

 Papa has a golfing buddy

It was a beautiful sunny day for your celebration, our little area of the world was wonderful, a bit sad though from missing you. Mommy is holding up very well she is so strong, yes she had her moments, there were tears but she has the support of your family to help her.

Papa cooked hotdogs & hamburgers on the grill, we had potato salad, baked beans, chips, mommys macaroni salad, ice tea and pink lemonade.

A good time was had by all visiting with friends and family. Everyone got a big laugh when we were getting the balloons ready to send to you,    the wind had really tangled the ribbons up....took awhile to fix that. Yellow notes from every single person attending were attached to the ribbon.

Great grandma Phebe led us in prayer just before  releasing the balloons and wishing you a very loud happy birthday! Then everyone just relaxed and visited, Josh played guitar, Papa & De hit golf balls around the yard, the girls played with Molly & Bella or had fun with the Wii.

Micah we miss you terribly, and LOVE you so much.

Happy Birthday Sweetheart from all of us

Addendum:

I have thought long and hard, prayed about putting anything negative on this memorial site, some things have been posted on another memorial site for Micah that are derogatory against two of my daughters and myself. These come from Micahs' "real" grandmother or Nana as she prefers to be called. You see I am "just" his step-grandma, and I suppose to her thinking that puts me beneath her. I am accused of taking her daughter and grandsons away from her, in the last year Angela (Micahs' mom) and I have become close, have had real mother & daughter talks, set things straight that have been distorted over the years that she was kept from us. This doesn't set very well with Nana. I truly want Angela and her mom to have a good relationship and have told Angela that many times, when the time is right it will happen. I could list page after page of negative things about this woman but....I won't, I extended a hand to her, apologized to her and it gets me  nowhere. So I will take my husbands advise...she doesn't exist anymore. It's to exhausting to worry about how she feels about me, I give it to God to deal with.

From somewhere on the other side
I hear you call my name
You see the many tears I’ve cried
My life is not the same
Without you near, life has gone dim
The sun has lost its glow
Even knowing that you’re with Him
My mind misses you so.

From somewhere far beyond the stars
You tell me it’s all right
The memories shall e’er be ours
Each morning, noon, and night
Although, I know this much is true
I struggle, mightily
Because now that your time is through
You’re far away from me.

From somewhere inside Heaven’s door
You pause and send your love
You dry my tears, each time they pour
As you smile from above
You let me know that you’re still there
Although we are apart
For when the grief is much to bear
I’ll find you in my heart.

© 2008 – Jill Eisnaugle’s Poetry Collection 

1st Birthday

My Mommy & Me

August 30, 2005

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...

but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.

I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.

Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.



Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.

Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.

That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,

God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."



It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.

As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.

I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.

There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."



God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.

And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.

And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.

God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.



When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years

because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.

But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.

Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.



I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.

But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.

But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.

I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.



There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;

but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.

It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...

that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.



If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,

then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."

And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,

knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.



So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,

just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.

When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;

I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.



And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,

remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

~Author~

Ruth Ann Mahaffey

©Copyright 1998

 

Dear Mom and Dad,

I know this is a rough time for you. So I will be as gentle as I can be.


First of all, thank you for so many tears, particularly those shared with another that you love. They are a gift to me, a precious tribute to your investment in me.


As you do your mourning, do it at your pace only. Don’t let anybody suggest that you do your grief work on their timetable. Do whatever it takes to face directly the reality of what has happened, even though you may need to pause frequently and yearn for my return. Do this with courage and my blessings. Know that sometimes inertia is the only movement possible.


Give your best to keeping a balance between remembering me and renewing your commitments to life. It’s O.K. with me if you go through minutes, hours and even days not thinking about me. I know that you’ll never forget. Loosening me and grabbing hold of a new meaning is a delicate art. I’m not sure if one comes before the other or not, maybe it’s a combination.


Be with people who accept you as you are. Mention my name out loud, and if they don’t make a hasty retreat, they’re probably excellent candidates for friendship.


If, by a remote possibility, you think that there is anything that you could have done for me and didn’t, I forgive you, as my Lord does. Resentment does not abide here, only love.


You know how people sometimes ask you how many children you have? Well, I’m still yours and you are still my parents. Always acknowledge that with tenderness, unless to do so would fall on insensitive ears or would be painful to you. I know how you feel inside. To be included as your child honors me.


Read, even though your tears anoint the page. There is an immense library here and I have a card. In Henri Nowens’ “Out of Solitude”, he writes, “The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair and confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not healing, and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.”


Mom and Dad, I don’t know where you are spiritually now, but rest assured that our God is not gone. The still small voice you hear in your heart is His voice. The warmth that sometimes enfolds you is Him. The tears that tremble just beneath your heartbeat is Him. He is in you, as I am.


I want you both to know that I am O.K. I have sent you messages to ease your pain, they come in the form of flowers that bloom out of season, birds singing, voices and visions and sometimes through your friends and even strangers who volunteer as angels. Stay open but don’t expect the overly dramatic. You will get whet you need and it may be simply an internal peace. You are not crazy, you have been comforted.


Please seek out people bereaved longer than you. They are tellers of truth, and if they have done their work, are an inspiration and a beacon of hope whose pain lessened dramatically. And one more wisdom before I close; There are still funny happenings in our world. It delights me to no end when I hear your spontaneous, uncontrolled laughter. That, too, will come in due time.


Today, I light a candle for you. Joined with your candle, let their light shine above the darkness.


Affectionately,
Your Child.
PS: I’ll. see you later!

Grandmas' Tears

 

"Micah Lee David Howard"

Drawings by Jean Keaton

 What Makes a Mother

I thought of you and closed my eyes
And prayed to God today.
I asked what makes a Mother
And I know I heard him say.
A Mother has a baby
This we know is true.
But God, can you be a Mother
When your baby’s not with you?
Yes, you can, He replied
With confidence in His voice
I give many women babies
When they leave is not their choice.
Some I send for a lifetime
And others for a day.
And some I send to feel your womb
But there’s no need to stay.
I just don’t understand this, God
I want my baby here.
He took a breath and cleared His throat
And then I saw a tear.
I wish I could show you
What your child is doing today.
If you could see your child smile
With other children and say:
"We go to earth to learn our lessons
Of love and life and fear.
My Mummy loved me oh so much
I got to come straight here.
I feel so lucky to have a Mum
Who had so much love for me
I learned my lesson very quickly
My Mummy set me free.
I miss my Mummy oh so much
But I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep
On her pillow’s where I lay.
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek
And whisper in her ear.
"Mummy don’t be sad today
I’m your baby and I’m here."
So you see my dear sweet one
Your children are ok
Your babies are here in My home
And this is where they’ll stay.
They’ll wait for you with Me
Until your lesson is through.
And on the day that you come home
They’ll be at the gates for you.
So now you see what makes a Mother
It’s the feeling in your heart.
It’s the love you had so much of
Right from the very start.

My Dearest Loved one:



I received your Letter from Heaven,

It made the teardrops fall.

But knowing you’re with God above,

Sweet memories, I will recall.



I know that you are with me,

For I feel your presence near.

And if I listen closely,

Your voice I then can hear.



I know you’re watching o’er me,

As you promised you would do.

And when I feel so saddened,

It’s your letter that sees me through.



When I lay in bed at night,

The day’s chores put to flight,

I truly feel your presence,

Like a warm and glowing light.



The rocky roads you mentioned,

And the hills that I must climb;

I’ve done exactly what you said,

By taking one day at a time.



I’ve tried to help others,

Who are in sorrow and in pain.

And now I am contented,

My day was not in vain.



I’ll lend a hand, as you have said

When someone is feeling low.

I’ll pray for them and be here,

‘Till on their way they go.



And when it’s time for me to go,

To join you in heaven high.

My wings I shall spread wide,

To my home up in the sky.


Author

Ruth Ann Mahaffey

©copyright 2004

Missing Micah

We love you so much, Papa & Grandma

No cowboy was ever faster on the draw than a grandparent pulling a baby picture out of a wallet

Why God Made Little Boys

God made a world out of His dreams, of magic mountains,
Oceans and streams, prairies and plains and wooded land.
Then paused and thought I need someone to stand, on top of the mountains,
to conquer the seas, explore the plains and climb the trees.
Someone to start out small and grow, sturdy and strong like a tree and so
He created boys, full of spirit and fun
To explore and conquer, to romp and run
With dirty faces, and banged up chins
With courageous hearts and boyish grins.
And when He had completed the task He'd begun,
He surely said, "That's a job well done."

- by Unknown Author

Brothers Always

De'Angelo

A Special Angel
There's a special angel in heaven
that is a part of me
It is not where I wanted him,
but where God wanted him to be.

He was here but just a moment
like a night time shooting star
And though he is in heaven
He isn't very far
He touched the heart of many
like only an angel can do
I would've held him more often
if the end I only knew.

So I send this special message
to the heavens up above,
please take care of my angel,
and send him all my love.

The Gift of Memory
One gift, above all others
God gives to us to treasure
One that knows no time, no place
And one gold cannot measure

The precious, poignant tender gift
Of Memory...that will keep
On dear ones ever in our hearts
Although God gives them sleep

It brings back long remembered things
A song, a word, a smile
And the world's a better place
...because
We had them for awhile!

Micah & De'Angelo playing with Molly

Micah Loves Mickey!

Saturday, January 12, 2008 Story last updated at 1/12/2008 - 11:22 am Micah L. Howard The Examiner Micah Lee David Howard, 3 passed away January 9, 2008. He is survived by his mother Angela, father Chad and the Howard family; brother De Angelo; sister Makayla; grandfather Everett Bush and wife Kathi; grandmother Scarlett Garner and husband J.R.; nine uncles Mark, Tim, Andy, Glenn, Robert, Jeramy, Reggie, James and Chris; six aunts Kelly, Sara, Stephanie, Trisha, Vicki and Becky; great-grandfather Jack Bush and wife Diana; great-grandmother Phebe Troxel and husband Leland; great-grandmother Mary Mittenfelner. Funeral services will be 10 a.m. Monday, Jan. 14, 2008, at White Chapel Funeral home, 6600 N. Antioch, Gladstone. Burial to follow in White Chapel Memorial Gardens. Visitation will be 2 to 4 p.m. Sunday, Jan. 13, 2008, at the funeral home. Contributions may be made to Victoria Baxter or the funeral home. As a final gift of remembrance to Micah, the family requests Mickey Mouse memorabilia be sent instead of flowers.

From Your Family

Let's be ONE family for De'Angelo and Angela, we have lost so much with the passing of Micah, please be willing to at least try. Let's forgive each other for past wrongs, move on, only God knows when He will be calling the next family member home. Life is to short, lets be friends.

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say...
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

It's good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night......"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming here to me.

Ruth Ann Mahaffey (author)
©Copyright 1998-2008
http://www.ruthann1.com

 Watching Over My Family

I'm In The Arms of Jesus 

 Daddy, please don't look so sad, Mama please don't cry~
"Cause I am in the arms of Jesus and He sings me lullabies."
Please, try not to question God, Don't think he is unkind
Don't think He sent me to you, and then He changed his mind.
You see, I am a special child, and I'm needed up above
I'm the special gift you gave Him, the product of your love.
I'll always be there with you and watch the sky at night,
Find the brightest star that's gleaming, That's my halo's brilliant light.
You'll see me in the morning frost, that mists your window pane.
That's me in the summer showers, I'll be dancing in the rain.
When you feel a little breeze, from a gentle wind that blows
That's me, I'll be there, planting a kiss on your nose.
When you see a child playing, and your heart feels a little tug,
That's me, I'll be there, giving your heart a hug.
So Daddy, please don't look so sad, Mama don't your cry.
I'm in the arms of Jesus and He sings me lullabies.

Claudette T. Allen

 
After Glow
I’d like the memory of me
To be a happy one.
I’d like to leave an after glow
Of smiles when life is done.
I’d like to leave an echo
Whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
And bright and sunny days.
I’d like the tears of those who grieve,
To dry before the sun
Of happy memories
That I leave when life is done.

In Loving Memory of You

Quietly I'm remembering you
in the silence of my heart.
Each thought of you, a treasure
while we are now apart.

At times I'm filled with longing;
Your face I'd love to see,
To feel your warmth, to hear your voice,
to have you here with me.

But God has a plan; He created you
and numbered all your days.
May he hold you in His loving arms
and surround me with His grace.

With the hope of reunion in Heaven one day,
I entrust you in His care.
Cherished memories of you live on in my heart.
Your life is a gift we share.

Debbie Heydrick

 I thought about you with love today,
but that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday
and days before that too.

I think of you in silence,
I often speak your name.
All I have are memories
and your picture in a frame.

Your memory is my keepsake,
With which I'll never part.
God has you in his keeping,
I have you in my heart.

Micah At The Beach!

Micah

 Look down from Heaven and know that we love you.

Remember those that have gone before us, they are happy in Heaven.

Remember those that are still here on earth, they are grieving.

Remember to pray and give your grief and sorrows to God, He will ease your suffering.

Remember if we have the faith of a mustard seed we will someday go to Heaven.

Remember He has promised this, we will be with Jesus and our loved ones for all eternity.

Just Remember

by Grandma Kathi

 Stop and listen....

Can you hear the angels' whispering?

My dearest loved one, here on earth,

I saw a tear fall down your face.

You didn’t see me standing there,

Nor could you feel my soft embrace.



But I was standing next to you,

I know you looked around.

You seemed to wonder what it was

You thought you heard a sound.



Yes my love, it was I,

Who came to check on you.

I saw a tear fall from your eye,

I knew you were feeling blue.



Even though you cannot see me.

Please know that I am near

I am now an angel from above

To brush away your tear.



I know each day you think of me

And many times shed a tear.

But please just close your eyes

And know that I am near.



As I have told you often,

Do not be afraid to cry.

It does relieve the pain

Knowing we had to say goodbye.



One thing is for certain,

Even though life on earth is o’er

I’m still closer to you now

Than ever I was before.



I know you still don’t understand

Why I had to leave this earth

God doesn’t have any secrets;

It’s just all planned from our birth.



Someday when you have joined me

And meet God at His Throne,

It’s then you will understand

The questions that have been unknown.
Author

Ruth Ann Mahaffey

©copyright 2007

God Sits Beside Me

GOD SITS BESIDE ME, and I feel the emptiness of every moment, every second, every minute, every hour, and every day, since my Little One walked through the Gates of Heaven.

GOD SITS BESIDE ME, as I fill my days with unimportant chores in order to escape the thought of tomorrow.

GOD SITS BESIDE ME, as I ponder the thought that GOD only gives us what we can handle.

GOD SITS BESIDE ME, as I scream and reach up to heaven to bring my Little One back to me.

GOD SITS BESIDE ME, as I yearn and I ache for my Little One.

GOD SITS BESIDE ME, as another day, and another, and another pass without my Little One in it.

GOD SITS BESIDE ME, as I realize that there will be so many more days that will pass without my Little One.

GOD SITS BESIDE ME, as I wonder what went wrong?, What did I miss? What did I not see? Did I do all that I could? Did I fail him in some way?

GOD SITS BESIDE ME, as I feel a breeze and sense that all these questions will be unanswered until I see my Little One and GOD standing at the Gates of Heaven waiting for me.

GOD SITS BESIDE ME, and being just human I begged to see him again, to hear his sweet laughter, to see his sweet smile, and to feel his loving arms around me just one more time.

GOD SITS BESIDE ME, as I feel the warmth of the sun on my face and know that I must wait until it is my turn to walk through the Gates of Heaven to see, hear, and feel my Little One not just one more time but for eternity.

GOD SITS BESIDE ME, as I look at the part of my heart that I had put aside just for my Little One and I hear GOD Whisper and I feel the warmth of GODS touch on my heart saying all this that you ask for, that you need, and that you want, will be waiting for you when you walk through my Gates. There your Little One will be waiting with bright eyes, shining smile and open arms to guide and greet you to the place he has asked ME to prepare for you and the family.

GOD SITS BESIDE ME, and I look up at a star and I hear, Mom its me, I ‘m happy, I’m free,
I ‘m strong, and I ‘m here waiting for you and for the family. Please do not cry anymore, be happy for I am in the sweet arms of GOD and they are so warm, and they are strong and oh, so loving. There is no pain here, and there is no darkness, so if you and the family must count every moment, every second, every minute, every hour, and every day, count them with faith that I am where I belong and GOD and I are waiting at the Gates of Heaven for you and the family.

Audrey Szabo

THE~~JOURNEY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
An Angel appeared before me today, She opened her wings,and said "Do not be afraid. I am here to take you away~

So I closed my eyes,and took my last breath. My mortal body still laying there, My Soul,it departed from the shell~


We started this Journey,My Angel and I~We traveled the distance with such grace~ Her wings wrapped tightly,around my waist~

Through this journey, as we traveled on,We went through SEASON'S along the way.

Our very first stop was a summer scene~ The heat was humid,the grass was turning brown,the flowers were wilted and wearing a frown. The earth was dry,and in need of rain. Not a breeze was blowing to acomadate the heat~


At the Angel I looked,as I said in dispair~ "What will I do,I cant take this heat~ She whispered to me softly,and said with a grin, My child don't you worry~ The JOURNEY just began~

We started along on this JOURNEY again~ And our next stop,we found FALL~ The sight was pretty,with the fall of the leaves~ The colors so tarnished with the orange and the gold.

I looked at my Angel~ And I said with a sigh, Is this, where I will reside?

She whispered to me softly,and said with a grin~ "Oh"~ No dear~Our JOURNEY's just begun~


She wrapped her wings around me~ And we took flight again~

We stopped to visit Winter,and to rest our weary eyes~ The cold was so bitter,the wind blew with force~ The ice was a glitter, and the sun had went to hide~

I looked again, at this Angel~ And I said"Is this where I'll reside?


She whispered to me softly,and said with a grin,~ We are still upon our JOURNEY,You and I~

We traveled away from winter~ We flew with such a grace~ I had my eyes WIDE OPEN~ Taking in all the scenes~


And all of a suddenMy Angel smiled at me with love~ And with a twinkle in her eye~ She turned me lose,and said to me~ My work now is over,when you enter in that gate~ My eyes welled up,and the tears began to flow~

She looked at me and smiled so sweet~ As she shouted out with gleam~ Your JOURNEY now is over dear~ Your destination place is here~


As I walked through that golden gate~ My eye's did behold~ The most beautiful of beauty~ That my eyes had ever seen~

Far below that mountain top I seen~ A valley of all peace~

The grass was green,as green could be~ The sky was blue and clear~ The flowers wore a smile of beauty~ Their fragrance were so sweet~

The gentle rain-drops fell with grace~ The gentle breeze upon my face~ The scent of hay,freshly cut,for all the stock to feast~

The sounds I heard,that my ears received,So lovely and divine~ The Angels singing "OH" so sweet.of Gods Heavenly chour~

The animals roaming free,so gentle and so kind~ The lion's and the other beasts,were gentle as a lamb~

All the beauty.that my eyes seen,was magic and so neat~


But when I blinked my eyes again~ A table,I did see~ Set upon it was a feast,prepared just for me~ And at that table sat my LORD,in a flowing gown~ And he stood up and reached for me,holding out his hand~

He sat me at his table,he fed me till content~ He looked into my eyes and said~ "My child your JOURNEY'S OVER~ This is where You'll reside~

I looked at him so lovingly~ And I said`" I have just ONE question~

He smiled at me and said dear child~ What question do you have?

I looked into his loving eyes~ and I asked~ Why" did you pick Spring time,to host your Heavenly home~

He smiled at me with gentle ease~ And this is what he said~


SPRING~repersents new beginnings~ Things of beauty all behold~ And here in Heaven all will grow,and it will never fade~

And YOU my Child are here to stay, For nothing ever goes away~


~~~~BY~~ROSE~~BRODHACKER~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Final Flight

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free, I'm following the path God laid for me. I took his hand when I heard his call, I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day, To laugh, to love, to work, to play. Tasks left undone must stay that way, I've found that peace at the end of the day.

If my parting has left a void, Then fill it with remembered joy. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss, Ah, yes, these things too I will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow, I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow. My Life's been full, I savoured much, Good friends, good times, a loved one' touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief, Don't lengthen it now with undue grief. Lift up your heart and share with me, God wanted me now, He set me free.

Author: Unknown

My 3rd birthday Aug. 30, 2007

Nana gave me a 4-wheeler, Papa put it togeather and I rode like the wind, forever & ever 'till the battery conked out!!

Connections





We are connected, my child and I, by An invisible cord not seen by the eye. It's not like the cord that connects us at birth, This cord can't be seen by any on Earth. This cord does it's work right from the start, It binds us together attached to my heart. I know that it's there, though no-one can see The invisible cord from my child to me. The strength of this cord is hard to describe, It can't be destroyed, it can't be denied. It's stronger than any cord man could create, It withstands any test, can hold any weight. And though you are gone and you're not here with me, The cord is still there but no-one can see. It pulls at my heart, I am bruised, I am sore, But this cord is my lifeline as never before. I'm thankful that God connects us this way, A parent and child, death can't take away.

CHILD GONE HOME

Children's voices fill the air, Life and laughter ring, Across the hills of Heaven, Small, sweet voices sing. Gone to be with Jesus, Each little girl and boy, Now run and play as never before, In the land of eternal joy. Never to know another tear, Or face another pain; What was a senseless loss on earth, Has now become Heaven's gain. While Heaven is much sweeter, In your heart you'll not be alone; God filled it with memories of laughter and love, Of that child who has now gone home. Author Unknown

HEAVENLY PLACES"
My son, shall we go outside to play? We will build a tree house on this day. Each time we visit it I will see in your face This is quite a heavenly place.

My son, shall we go to the park and play? We will swing and slide on this day. Each time we visit it I can see in your face This is such a heavenly place.


My son, shall we buy some toys today? We'll race cars and even build a robot on this day. Each time we play I can see in your face This is such a heavenly place.

My son, where have you gone now to play? We'll find something fun to do on this day. I am searching far and wide to see your face. Wherever you are, it's such a heavenly place.

The time will come when we again will play, You can guide me home on that day. No more pain in my heart when I see your face. For we will all be in the "Heavenly Place."

Makayla

When you are sorrowful
look into your heart
and you shall see that
you are weeping
for that which has been
your delight
~ Kahlil Gibran

 



Grandparents are similar to a piece of string - handy to have around and easily wrapped around the fingers of their grandchildren. ~Author Unknown

A boy needs a Grandpa...
For man-to-man talks,
To go hand in hand
On companionable walks,



To fix up his toys
When they no longer go,
To tell him the things
Little boys want to know.



A boy needs a Grandpa...
To show him the way
To handle a puppy,
To teach him fair play.



To impart bits of wisdom
He's learned through the years,
That it's no disgrace
For a man to shed tears.



A boy needs a Grandpa...
To sit on his lap
And if no one is looking,
They take a wee nap,



Each wrapped in an aura
Of love and esteem,
Each smiling gently
At some special dream.






 

He Hears Her Tears

I Hear Each Tear

My Mom does not know I am watching her
but I'm watching her just the same.
and I hear each tear fall on her face,
at the mention of my name.

She says it sounds like music to her ears,
and can be heard over a crowd.
Oh, I hear each tear fall on her face,
when my name is said aloud.

I watch her stumble through each day,
as she wishes the day would end.
And I hear each tear fall on her face,
as she talks of me with her friends.

But there are few who truly understand.
Oh this I've heard her proclaim.
And I hear each tear fall on her face.
Will my Mom ever be the same?

I know that her smile can light up a sky,
but I don't see that smile today.
But I hear each tear fall on her face,
her blue skies have turned to gray.

I send to her my warmest hug
with the rays of the morning sun.
Then I won't hear a tear fall on her face,
for I shall erase them one-by-one.

My mom does not know I am watching her,
but I'm watching her just the same.
And if I hear a tear fall on her face,
I'll just softly whisper her name.

~ by Kaye Des'Ormeaux ~

We miss you soooo much.

Love, Papa & Grandma 7-4-08

Your view of the celebrations must be awesome!!

He was blessed with many family members & friends, whom I would like to mention at a later date, alot of them I don't know so will try to gather information , I do not want to exclude anyone.

Happiness Is....

Makayla, Micah & De'Angelo

Tiny Angels

Tiny Angels rest your wings
sit with me for awhile.
How I long to hold your hand,
And see your tender smile.
Tiny Angel, look at me,
I want this image clear....
That I will forget your precious face
Is my biggest fear.
Tiny Angel can you tell me,
Why you have gone away?
You weren't here for very long....
Why is it, you couldn't stay?
Tiny Angel shook his head,
"These things I do not know....
But I do know that you love me,
And that I love you so".

Author Unknown

If You Knew
by Steven Kinworthy

If you knew where I am standing
If you could see the sights I see
If you could hear the angels singing
The songs they sing eternally
If you knew the One I'm holding
Could see the smile He smiles at me
If you knew where I am resting
You would not cry for me

I'm resting in the arms of Jesus
No other place would I rather be
So if you shed a tear
Please don't shed it for me
For if you knew where I am resting
You would not cry for me

 1-800-1Heaven....

Please may I speak with Micah? We

miss him so much...

Sometimes its good to be alone with your thoughts, your memories, hopes & dreams...

To reflect on lifes passages, to ask forgiveness, to forgive, make things right with family, friends and above all God.

Live each day as though it were your last, knowing that today is one day closer to being with our loved ones in Heaven.

To Heaven With Love....



To Our Sweet Grandson Micah;
You left so suddenly, the cause is still not known.
Papa and I will forever miss you
Your smile, your bright blue eyes, the giggle that was yours alone.
We know you are in Heaven, sitting at the feet of Jesus, For that we are happy but we are being selfish we want you with us.
Heaven gained a wonderful boy, a grandson so sweet, if only you could have stayed with us for another week.
We would have held you longer and kissed you goodbye, but Gods angels came for you in the blink of an eye.
Forever in our hearts, until we are called home, Micah, sweet 3 year old we love you so. Love always Grandma

I may never see tomorrow; there's no written guarantee,
And things that happened yesterday belong to history,
I cannot predict the future, I cannot change the past,
I have just the present moment, I must treat it as my last,
I must use this moment wisely for it soon will pass away,
and be lost to me forever as part of yesterday,
I must exercise compassion, help the fallen to their feet,
Be a friend unto the friendless, make an empty life complete,

The unkind things I do today may never be undone,
And friendships that I fail to win may nevermore be won,
I may not have another chance on bended knee to pray,
And thank God with humble heart for giving me this da

A Song For Moma

by Boys 2 Men

You taught me everything
And everything you've given me
I always keep it inside
You're the driving force in my life, yeah

There isn't anything
Or anyone that I can be
And it just wouldn't feel right
If I didn't have you by my side

You were there for me to love and care for me
When skies were grey
Whenever I was down
You were always there to comfort me
And no one else can be what you have been to me
You will always be you always will be the girl
In my life for all times


[Chorus: ]
Mama, mama you know I love you
Oh you know I love you
Mama, mama you're the queen of my heart
Your love is like
Tears from the stars
Mama, I just want you to know
Lovin' you is like food to my soul

You're always down for me
Have always been around for me even when I was bad
You showed me right from my wrong
Yes you did

And you took up for me
When everyone was downin' me
You always did understand
You gave me strength to go on

There was so many times
Looking back when I was so afraid
And then you come to me
And say to me I can face anything
And no one else can do
What you have done for me
You'll always be
You will always be the girl in my life

[Chorus ]

Never gonna go a day without you
Fills me up just thinking about you
I'd never go a day without my mama

Sang at Micahs' funeral by Livinia

Only The Best

A heart of gold stopped beating,
two shining eyes at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove,
He only takes the best.
God knows you had to leave us,
but you did not go alone,
for part of us went with you,
the day He took you home.
To some you are forgotten,
to others just part of the past,
but to us who loved and lost you,
the memory will always last.

I see the angels, Mamma,
They're hovering 'round my bed.
I think they've come to comfort me
And soothe my fevered head.

I see the angels, Mamma,
They're filling up my room.
I think they've come to calm my heart
And chase away the gloom.

I see the angels, Mamma,
They're dressed in brilliant white.
I think they've come to ease my pain
And help me through the night.

I see the angels, Mamma,
They're drawing closer still.
They whisper, "Child be not afraid,
We've come to do God's will."

I see the angels, Mamma,
They beckon with their hands.
And as they bid me go with them...
I finally understand.

I see the angels, Mamma,
And I feel such peace and love!
They're taking me to Heaven now
To be with God above.

I see the angels, Mamma,
O, how sweetly they do sing!
My troubles seem so far away--
My soul has taken wing!

I'm with the angels, Mamma,
I'm with my Lord and King!
Oh grave where is thy victory?
Oh, death where is thy sting?

When you see the angels, Mamma,
Reach out gladly for their hand,
And I'll be waiting here for you
In Heavens Promised Land!!!
Author Unknown 

I wouldn't know what to say,
I wouldn't know what to do,
If you came back from Heaven,
And I could look at you.
Would I fumble for the words?
Would I be a little shy?
Would I bust right out with laughter?
Or break right down and cry?



Oh, if you came back from Heaven,
Would it be like it was then?
Could we just pick up, where we left off,
And try it all again?
Oh, if you came back from Heaven,
It would freeze me in my tracks.
And I hope God knows, if he let you go,
I'd never send you back.

by Lori Morgan

April 14,2008  Has it only been alittle

over 3 months since your Angel date?

It seems so much longer...at the

moment I have no tears left, they are

stuck in my throat, but my heart is

still weeping, broken and full of

sorrow. Sometimes it feels like Papa &

I are living in a nightmare, a cruel

trick of the imagination, we can't

begin to fathom what your Mom &

Dad are going thru, and your little

brother growing up without you. You

will never be forgotten and we will

celebrate your life on the very last day

 you spent with us, Christmas Eve

2007.  We love you Micah so very

much.

Papa & Grandma

Visitor From Heaven

A visitor from heaven, if only for a while,
A gift of love to be returned
We think of you and smile.

A visitor from heaven accompanied by grace
Reminding of a better love and of a better place.
With aching hearts and empty arms
we send you with a name
It hurts so much to let you go,
but were so glad you came.

A child's love is like a whisper,
If you listen very closely
this is what you'll hear.



Daddy, will you play with me?
Mommy, tie my shoe?




They often do not say it loud,
but in how they come to you...

Dad, I made the team today!
Mom, I got an "A".

They grow up in a hurry,
listen carefully to the whispers,
they come in a flurry.



Pop, I need some money,
You see there's...this girl at school.
Mama, I met a boy today
and Wow, he's so cool!

Dad, I've got something to tell you...
I think she is the one!
Mom, he asked me to marry him.
Would you love him as your son?

Dad, I've got some news for you...
It's going to be a boy!
Mom, I'm kind of scared of this,
yet I'm filled with joy!



A child's love is like a whisper,
If you listen very closely
this is what you'll hear.

Grandpa, will you play with me?
Grandma, tie my shoe?

They often do not say it loud,
but in how they come to you...

These special little whispers
are a blessing from above.
Listen to the whispers

Puppy Love

 
A Time for Everything

There is a time for everything,

and a season for every activity under heaven:



a time to be born and a time to die,

a time to plant and a time to uproot,

a time to kill and a time to heal,

a time to tear down and a time to build,

a time to weep and a time to laugh,

a time to mourn and a time to dance,



a time to scatter stones and at time to gather them,

a time to embrace and a time to refrain,

a time to search and a time to give up,

a time to keep and a time to throw away,

a time to tear and a time to mend,

a time to be silent and a time to speak,

a time to love and a time to hate,

a time for war and a time for peace.

Dear Friend,

I just had to write to tell you how much I love you
and care for you.

Yesterday, I saw you walking and laughing with your friends.
I hoped that soon you'd want me to walk along with you, too.
So, I painted you a sunset to close your day and whispered a
cool breeze to refresh you.

I waited .... you never called. I just kept on loving you.
As I watched you fall asleep last night, I wanted so much
to touch you. I spilled moonlight onto your face, trickling
down your cheeks as so many tears have.
You didn't even think of me.
I wanted so much to comfort you.

The next day I exploded a brilliant sunrise
into glorious morning for you. But you woke up late
and rushed off to work. You didn't even notice.
My sky became cloudy and my tears were the rain.

I LOVE YOU!!!

Oh, if you'd only listen. I really LOVE you.
I try to say it in the quiet of the green meadow and in the
vibrant blue sky. The wind whispers my love throughout
the treetops and spills it into the vivid colors of all the flowers.
I shout it to you in the thunder of the great waterfalls and
compose love songs for birds to sing for you.
I warm you with the clothing of my sunshine and perfume
the air with nature's sweet scent. My love for you is deeper
than any ocean and greater than any need in your heart.
If you'd only realize how I care.

My dad sends his love. I want you to meet him.
He cares, too. Fathers are just that way.
So, please, call on me soon. No matter how long it takes,
I'll wait forever.

Because I LOVE YOU.

Your Friend, Jesus



written by Yvonne S. Rathkey

Safely In His Hands

I thank god for all the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all I'll always remember
every hug in the morning and butterfly kisses.

All the precious time
Like the wind, the years go by.
Precious butterfly.
Spread your wings and fly. 

 

In all that I've done wrong I know I must
have done something right to deserve a hug
every morning and butterfly kisses at night.

lines from "Butterfly Kisses"

by Bob Carlisle

I'm A Happy Baby

De'Angelo

2008

DEATH~
WHAT A WONDERFUL WAY TO EXPLAIN IT..





A sick man turned to his doctor as he was preparing to

leave the examination room and said,

'Doctor, I am afraid to die.


Tell me what lies on the other side.'


Very quietly, the doctor said, 'I don't know.'


'You don't know? You, a Christian man,

do not know what is on the other side?'



The doctor was holding the handle of the door;

on the other side came a sound of scratching and whining,

and as he opened the door, a dog sprang into the room

and leaped on him with an eager show of gladness.


Turning to the patient, the doctor said,

'Did you notice my dog?

He's never been in this room before.

He didn't know what was inside.

He knew nothing except that his master was here,

and when the door opened, he sprang in without fear.


I know little of what is on the other side of death,

but I do know one thing...

I know my Master is there and that is enough.'

May today there be peace within you.

May you trust God that you are exactly

where you are meant to be.

I believe that friends are quiet angels

who lift us to our feet when our wings

have trouble remembering how to fly.

My Nana

 Special
Gentle
Loving
Loves to cuddle
Loves to tickle
Loves to wrestle
Sharing
Understanding
Patient
Loves to snuggle
Loves to play
Loves to give treats
Believing
Enchanting
Magical
Full of smiles
Full of laughs
Full of hugs
Full of kisses
Amazing
Wonderful
Awesome

Thanksgiving 2008

Grandma



A grandma is warm hugs and sweet memories.
She remembers all of your accomplishments and forgets all of your mistakes. She is someone you can tell your secrets and worries to, and she hopes and prays that all your dreams come true. She always loves you, no matter what. She can see past temper tantrums and bad moods, and makes it clear that they don't affect how precious you are to her. She is an encouraging word and a tender touch. She is full of proud smiles. She is the one person in the world who loves you with all her heart, who remembers the child you were and cherishes the person you've become.

Fingerprints
Sometimes you get discouraged,
because I am so small

And leave my little fingerprints
On furniture and walls.

But everyday I’m growing
And soon will be so tall

That all these little fingerprints
Will be difficult to recall.

So here’s a little handprint
That you can put away

So you will know how my fingers looked
On this special day.

~~ Author Unknown ~~

Wings Of A Prayer

Just close your eyes
and open your heart
And feel your worries
and cares depart...
Just yield yourself
to the Father above
And let Him hold you
secure in His love,

For He hears every prayer
and answers each one
When we pray in His name,
"Thy will be done" --
And the burdens that seemed
too heavy to bear
are lifted away
on the wings of prayer

Helen Steiner Rice

Nana Loves You!

Roses are red
Valentines too!
Never forget
Nana loves you!

A Man in Grief

It must be difficult
To be a man in grief,
Since "men don't cry" and "men are strong"
No tears can bring relief.

It must be very difficult
To stand up to the test
And field calls and visitors
So she can get some rest.

They always ask if she's doing all right
And what she's going through,
But seldom take his hand and ask,
"My friend, but how are you?".
He hears her crying in the night
and thinks his heart will break.
He dries her tears and comforts her,
But stays strong for her sake.

It must be very difficult
To start each day anew
And try to be brave~
He lost his baby too........

FLY

Fly,fly little wing
Fly beyond imagining
The softest cloud, the whitest dove
Upon the wind of heavens love
Past the planets and the stars
Leave this lonely world of ours
Escape the sorrow and the pain
And fly again

Fly, fly precious one
Your endless journey has begun
Take your gentle happiness
Far too beautiful for this
Cross over to the other shore
There is peace forevermore
But hold the mem'ry bittersweet
Until we meet

Fly, fly do not fear
Don't waste a breath, don't shed a tear
Your heart is pure, your soul is free
Be on your way, don't wait for me
Above the universe you'll climb
On beyond the hands of time
The moon will rise, the sun will set
But I won't forget

Fly, fly little wing
Fly where only angels sing
Fly away, the time is right
Go now, find the light.

This is where I want to

be...daydreaming about my

grandchildren

SIX SILENT TEARS




Last night before I went to bed,
Thoughts of you filled my troubled head.
Though I've not cried this way in many years,
On to my pillow fell six silent tears.

The first was for your smile that I miss,
And the chance to give you a hug and kiss.
The second was for your angel face,
And the thoughts of your warm, loving embrace.





The third comes as no surprise,
As I thought of your beautiful, bright, loving eyes.
After this the fourth came rolling...
Instead of my pillow, it was you I should be holding.

The fifth came for one reason alone...
I felt my love for you was not fully shown.
I really miss you, my son, my dear...
There just fell my sixth silent tear.




( I borrowed this from a beautiful little angels  memorial site, her name is Dakota Marie Bauer)




















The truest words of all: I will not forget you.
You are in my waking thoughts,
my sweetest memories, my dearest dreams.
I will not forget you.
You have touched my soul, opened my eyes,
changed my very experience of the universe.
I will not forget you.
I see you in the flowers, the sunset,
the sweep of the horizon
and all things that stretch to infinity.
I will not forget you.
I have carved you on the palm of my hand.
I carry you with me forever.

— Ellen Sue Stern, Living With Loss, 1995







Look in the clouds. What do YOU see?








In a quiet country cemetery,
Where the gentle breezes blow,
Lies my son I love so dearly;
He died a while ago.
His resting place I visit,
Placing flowers there with care,
But no one knows my heartache,
When I turn to leave them there.
Though his smile is gone forever,
And his hands I cannot touch,
Still I have so many memories
Of the son I loved so much.
His memory is my keepsake,
With which I will never part.
God has him in His keeping;
I have him in my heart.

~Author Unknown~

Friends are like balloons.

Once you let them go, you can't get them back.

So I'm gonna tie you to my heart so I never lose you.














Life is too short to wake up with regrets.

Love the people who treat you right.

Forget about the ones who don't.

Believe everything happens for a reason.

If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands..

If it changes your life, let it.

Nobody said life would be easy.

They just promised it would be worth it.

Grandma

If I were granted any wish,
I'll tell you what I'd do,...
I'd wish my kids were small again,
for just a month or two.

To hear their squeals of laughter,
to watch them while they play.
And when they ask me to join in,
I'd NOT say "Not today."

To hug again their chubby frame,
to kiss away their tears,
and cherish childhood innocences
that's washed away the years.

Then when it's story time again,
I'd stay a little longer,
to answer questions, sing the songs,
so memories would be stronger.

But time is callous, wishes, myth,
yet God in all his wisdom,
has given me another chance
before I join his kingdom.

The face may not be just the same,
the name is changed, 'tis true,
but yet the smile that radiates,
reminds me so of you.

God must have known that Grandma
would need a chance or two.
For many little happy things
she hadn't time to do.

So God gave love to Grandmas
to equal that before,
that, in effect embraces
those little lives she bore.

Author Unknown

Also In Loving Memory:

I would like to remember family and friends that I believe welcomed Micah to his Heavenly home 

My parents, Micah's great grandparents

Gilbert & Lola (Keith) Childers













Loving you ,missing you. Happy Birthday

Kathi

July 12 2008