Saturday, October 31, 2009
Keegan Scott Harger
Keegan Scott Harger
Born into Heaven on January 22 2009
USA
One More Day with You - Diamond Rio
Last night I had a crazy dream
A wish was granted just for me
It could be for anything
I didn't ask for money
Or a mansion in Malibu
I simply wished, for one more day with you
One more day
One more time
One more sunset, maybe I'd be satisfied
But then again
I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you
First thing I'd do, is pray for time to crawl
Then I'd unplug the telephone
And keep the TV off
Id hold you every second
Say a million I love yous
That's what I'd do, with one more day with you
Your Mommy and Daddy Love you Keegan...
Born into Heaven on January 22 2009
USA
One More Day with You - Diamond Rio
Last night I had a crazy dream
A wish was granted just for me
It could be for anything
I didn't ask for money
Or a mansion in Malibu
I simply wished, for one more day with you
One more day
One more time
One more sunset, maybe I'd be satisfied
But then again
I know what it would do
Leave me wishing still, for one more day with you
First thing I'd do, is pray for time to crawl
Then I'd unplug the telephone
And keep the TV off
Id hold you every second
Say a million I love yous
That's what I'd do, with one more day with you
Your Mommy and Daddy Love you Keegan...
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Haley Rae Savage
Haley Rae Savage
Our Little Angel Born April 8th 2008.
Grew Her wings and flew Home April 24,2008 Ct.
USA
Autumn Rain
Do not stand by my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints upon the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain and
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am that swift uplifting rush,
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand by my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die
~In memory of Our Little Angel Haley Rae Savage,
Your Time on Earth was so Brief but you will forever be in are hearts.
We love and miss you so much forever and ever.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Devon Michael Borg
Devon Michael Borg
Born April 23, 2009
Passed into the arms of Jesus on April 23, 2009
USA
An angel opened the book of life and wrote down my baby's birth
Then she whispered as she closed the book
"Too beautiful for earth"
Devon,
We love and miss you very much and can't wait to see you again
Love
Mommy, Daddy, Grandma and Grandpa
Born April 23, 2009
Passed into the arms of Jesus on April 23, 2009
USA
An angel opened the book of life and wrote down my baby's birth
Then she whispered as she closed the book
"Too beautiful for earth"
Devon,
We love and miss you very much and can't wait to see you again
Love
Mommy, Daddy, Grandma and Grandpa
Mark Anthony Falzone Jr and Michael Joseph Falzone
Mark Anthony Falzone Jr.
Birthdate October 19, 1980,
Passed away April 17th, 2006
He is Irreplaceable in the lives of all who loved him,
Our loss is immeasurable
Your spirit lives forever in the hearts of those who loved you.....
Birthdate October 19, 1980,
Passed away April 17th, 2006
He is Irreplaceable in the lives of all who loved him,
Our loss is immeasurable
Your spirit lives forever in the hearts of those who loved you.....
Michael Joseph Falzone
Our Mikey
He was born on February 16th 1984
and he left us on June 7th 2008
He was the 'Sunshine in his families Lives
Our loss is immeasureable
May his spirit live on in the hearts of all who
Love him.
and he left us on June 7th 2008
He was the 'Sunshine in his families Lives
Our loss is immeasureable
May his spirit live on in the hearts of all who
Love him.
Keira Anne, and William Orlando
Keira Anne Orlando
Born into Heaven at 16 weeks
May 4, 2007
William Orlando
Born into Heaven at 7 weeks
November 9, 2007
Minnesota
Our sweet babies,
I am so priveledged to have held you both in my womb....if only for a short time! What an imprint you have left upon my heart.
Even though you both slipped away before we could hold you, we rest in the knowledge that Heaven is your only home and that one day we will hold you!
You are always in our hearts...we love you!
Forever your family~
Mommy, Daddy, Justin & Gabby
Veronica Jane Easley
Veronica Jane Easley
4/29/09 - 6/18/09
Beloved daughter and sister, gone too soon of undiagnosed congenital heart disease.
V -- you and never far from our thoughts. We love you baby girl.
Love, Mommy, Daddy, Natalie and Caroline
Bethesda, MD, USA
To learn more about symptoms and early detection of congenital heart disease, go to www.savinglittlehearts.org.
4/29/09 - 6/18/09
Beloved daughter and sister, gone too soon of undiagnosed congenital heart disease.
V -- you and never far from our thoughts. We love you baby girl.
Love, Mommy, Daddy, Natalie and Caroline
Bethesda, MD, USA
To learn more about symptoms and early detection of congenital heart disease, go to www.savinglittlehearts.org.
Emily Anne Tuthill
Emily Anne Tuthill
Blessed Us: August 2, 1988
Went to Heaven: August 4, 2005
Panama City, Florida
Passengers Are Precious People Who Put Their Lives in the Drivers Hands.
Please Drive Safely...
We love you our precious, darling daughter across time and space. Save us a beautiful place in heaven, we'll see you again when it's our turn to go home.
xoxo...You are forever loved!!
Mommy (Terri) and Zac
Blessed Us: August 2, 1988
Went to Heaven: August 4, 2005
Panama City, Florida
Passengers Are Precious People Who Put Their Lives in the Drivers Hands.
Please Drive Safely...
We love you our precious, darling daughter across time and space. Save us a beautiful place in heaven, we'll see you again when it's our turn to go home.
xoxo...You are forever loved!!
Mommy (Terri) and Zac
Molly Jane Croker
Molly Jane Croker
Born Sleeping June 28, 2009
Missoula, MT
I thought of 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.
-Anonymous
Born Sleeping June 28, 2009
Missoula, MT
I thought of 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.
-Anonymous
Leo Donald Fortunato
Leo Donald Fortunato
Leo came into this world on April 5th 2007.
Our son was born with an extremely rare disease. On his 2nd day of life we were told he was very sick and would die. Leo struggled to live for over a year and then lost his battle with mitochondrial disease on Earth day, April 22nd 2008.
New Brunswick, CANADA
Leo had mitochondrial disease. I am helping fufill his legacy by spreading awareness. Awareness + Support = Research. One day I hope no one will suffer from this disease. Mitochondrial disease affects 1 in 4000 children and adult onset is becoming more and more common.
Mitochondrial disease is a chronic, genetic disorder that causes the mitochondria of our cells to fail to produce enough energy for cell and organ function. Mitochondria are tiny organelles found in almost every cell in the body. They are known as the "powerhouse" of the cell and are responsible for creating more than 90% of our cellular energy. They sustain life and support growth. Mitochondrial failure causes cell injury that leads to cellular death. When multiple organ cells die, organ failure follows.
I know so many people that have already lost their children or live everyday knowing their child will eventually succumb to this horrible disease. Please find out more and help me spread awareness. Thank you,
Sarah (Mom to Leo my little Mito Angel)
www. mitoaction.org
www.umdf.org
www.caringbridge.org/visit/leofortunato
Leo came into this world on April 5th 2007.
Our son was born with an extremely rare disease. On his 2nd day of life we were told he was very sick and would die. Leo struggled to live for over a year and then lost his battle with mitochondrial disease on Earth day, April 22nd 2008.
New Brunswick, CANADA
Leo had mitochondrial disease. I am helping fufill his legacy by spreading awareness. Awareness + Support = Research. One day I hope no one will suffer from this disease. Mitochondrial disease affects 1 in 4000 children and adult onset is becoming more and more common.
Mitochondrial disease is a chronic, genetic disorder that causes the mitochondria of our cells to fail to produce enough energy for cell and organ function. Mitochondria are tiny organelles found in almost every cell in the body. They are known as the "powerhouse" of the cell and are responsible for creating more than 90% of our cellular energy. They sustain life and support growth. Mitochondrial failure causes cell injury that leads to cellular death. When multiple organ cells die, organ failure follows.
I know so many people that have already lost their children or live everyday knowing their child will eventually succumb to this horrible disease. Please find out more and help me spread awareness. Thank you,
Sarah (Mom to Leo my little Mito Angel)
www. mitoaction.org
www.umdf.org
www.caringbridge.org/visit/leofortunato
Madelyn Rebecca Mohr
Madelyn Rebecca Mohr
8/28/09 - 8/28/09
Sometimes, in remembering, it feels like I am looking back at someone else’s life. I see images, as though I’m on the outside looking in.
I see my shaky hands holding that positive pregnancy test in January 2009, wondering if I should wake my husband or if I should wait a few more days to tell him, after I’ve taken a few more tests. I can see his sleep-filled face, not fully registering what I was telling him, afraid to believe this positive could stick. I see a trash can full of positive pregnancy tests, for it took a full week of testing to convince myself I was going to stay pregnant.
I see myself reading pregnancy books about things to avoid, what to eat, what not to eat, and all about the baby’s development. One week in early pregnancy the book said the baby was the size of a blueberry. I held a blueberry in my hand and imagined it was my baby.
I see myself scared – so fearful of a miscarriage. I buy a home Doppler so I can check in and make sure the heart is still beating. I remember when I thought a miscarriage was the only thing I had to fear in pregnancy. I was sure once the first trimester ended my worries would be over. Then I was introduced to a new fear – I read about someone having a miscarriage at 16 weeks. I breathed a huge sigh of relief once I passed that week.
I see myself lying on the couch, so still, waiting for those flutters I had read about. I feel something. Was that my baby? It happens again, and this time I’m sure. My baby has gotten big enough for me to feel her moving. Lying on the couch becomes a nightly ritual: my time to close my eyes and wait for that little life inside me to make herself known.
I see myself filled with excitement. Soon I would find out the gender of my baby. Soon we would know if we were having Madelyn or Wyatt. Soon I could start buying baby clothes. I was so excited to register. We went to Babies R Us and looked around in preparation. I see Nathan and I arguing over bedding. If we have a girl, he doesn’t want anything too pink. But I’m the girly girl who thinks the more pink the better. For the first time we think maybe we should hope for a boy. We had always said we wanted a little girl. We would have loved a boy too, and been just as excited. But we were really hoping for a girl.
I see myself the night before the ultrasound. I am nervous and scared. What if we find out something is wrong? What if something has happened and there’s no heartbeat? Nathan tells me not to worry. I also tell myself not to worry. Nothing is going to be wrong. I know so many people who have had babies, and nothing has ever been wrong for them. Why should I be so afraid? I’m overreacting. I need to learn to stop worrying – I don’t want to be that kind of mom. I calm down, but still get little sleep. I’m too excited.
I see myself in the waiting room. Nathan joins me there. Our appointment time passes by, and we still wait. I’m in so much torture, both with anticipation and nervousness. They call our name. I tell the ultrasound tech I brought some orange juice to drink, just in case she needs to get the baby moving. I lie on the table and practically hold my breath while she puts gel on my stomach. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for since the positive pregnancy test. She checks the heartbeat. It’s perfect. Then, those words. The words no one wants to hear. The words “Something’s wrong. I need to get a doctor.” (More about that day is here.)
I see us in shock. This can’t be happening. I see tears falling down my face as we wait in a room while they get us a perinatal appointment. They let us leave from a special exit – an exit that allows us to avoid the waiting room full of pregnant women. Women with hopes and dreams. My hopes and dreams. The ones that had been taken away from me.
I see me at home, in bed. Unable to get up or do anything but cry. What was going to happen to my baby?
I see us at subsequent ultrasounds and in the hospital. The baby is doing so well. Surely she is going to be ok. She is a fighter. So many prayers are being prayed. Miracles happen everyday for babies. I have every hope my baby will be one of those stories.
I see my stomach twitching and jerking through my clothes. Nothing makes me happier. I grab Nathan’s hand so he can feel the movements too. Sometimes she kicks so hard it hurts. But I don’t care. That’s my baby in there.
I see myself excited that I will be meeting my baby soon. The one I’ve gotten to know so well. The one whose heart rate goes up when I speak. The one who has been my world since that first pregnancy test. My little one.
I see myself now, looking at my husband as he sleeps. Seeing her in his face. He gave her the shape of his eyes and his mouth. I see tears on my cheeks as fresh grief washes over me. I realize I am not on the outside looking in. This is my life.
8/28/09 - 8/28/09
Sometimes, in remembering, it feels like I am looking back at someone else’s life. I see images, as though I’m on the outside looking in.
I see my shaky hands holding that positive pregnancy test in January 2009, wondering if I should wake my husband or if I should wait a few more days to tell him, after I’ve taken a few more tests. I can see his sleep-filled face, not fully registering what I was telling him, afraid to believe this positive could stick. I see a trash can full of positive pregnancy tests, for it took a full week of testing to convince myself I was going to stay pregnant.
I see myself reading pregnancy books about things to avoid, what to eat, what not to eat, and all about the baby’s development. One week in early pregnancy the book said the baby was the size of a blueberry. I held a blueberry in my hand and imagined it was my baby.
I see myself scared – so fearful of a miscarriage. I buy a home Doppler so I can check in and make sure the heart is still beating. I remember when I thought a miscarriage was the only thing I had to fear in pregnancy. I was sure once the first trimester ended my worries would be over. Then I was introduced to a new fear – I read about someone having a miscarriage at 16 weeks. I breathed a huge sigh of relief once I passed that week.
I see myself lying on the couch, so still, waiting for those flutters I had read about. I feel something. Was that my baby? It happens again, and this time I’m sure. My baby has gotten big enough for me to feel her moving. Lying on the couch becomes a nightly ritual: my time to close my eyes and wait for that little life inside me to make herself known.
I see myself filled with excitement. Soon I would find out the gender of my baby. Soon we would know if we were having Madelyn or Wyatt. Soon I could start buying baby clothes. I was so excited to register. We went to Babies R Us and looked around in preparation. I see Nathan and I arguing over bedding. If we have a girl, he doesn’t want anything too pink. But I’m the girly girl who thinks the more pink the better. For the first time we think maybe we should hope for a boy. We had always said we wanted a little girl. We would have loved a boy too, and been just as excited. But we were really hoping for a girl.
I see myself the night before the ultrasound. I am nervous and scared. What if we find out something is wrong? What if something has happened and there’s no heartbeat? Nathan tells me not to worry. I also tell myself not to worry. Nothing is going to be wrong. I know so many people who have had babies, and nothing has ever been wrong for them. Why should I be so afraid? I’m overreacting. I need to learn to stop worrying – I don’t want to be that kind of mom. I calm down, but still get little sleep. I’m too excited.
I see myself in the waiting room. Nathan joins me there. Our appointment time passes by, and we still wait. I’m in so much torture, both with anticipation and nervousness. They call our name. I tell the ultrasound tech I brought some orange juice to drink, just in case she needs to get the baby moving. I lie on the table and practically hold my breath while she puts gel on my stomach. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for since the positive pregnancy test. She checks the heartbeat. It’s perfect. Then, those words. The words no one wants to hear. The words “Something’s wrong. I need to get a doctor.” (More about that day is here.)
I see us in shock. This can’t be happening. I see tears falling down my face as we wait in a room while they get us a perinatal appointment. They let us leave from a special exit – an exit that allows us to avoid the waiting room full of pregnant women. Women with hopes and dreams. My hopes and dreams. The ones that had been taken away from me.
I see me at home, in bed. Unable to get up or do anything but cry. What was going to happen to my baby?
I see us at subsequent ultrasounds and in the hospital. The baby is doing so well. Surely she is going to be ok. She is a fighter. So many prayers are being prayed. Miracles happen everyday for babies. I have every hope my baby will be one of those stories.
I see my stomach twitching and jerking through my clothes. Nothing makes me happier. I grab Nathan’s hand so he can feel the movements too. Sometimes she kicks so hard it hurts. But I don’t care. That’s my baby in there.
I see myself excited that I will be meeting my baby soon. The one I’ve gotten to know so well. The one whose heart rate goes up when I speak. The one who has been my world since that first pregnancy test. My little one.
I see myself now, looking at my husband as he sleeps. Seeing her in his face. He gave her the shape of his eyes and his mouth. I see tears on my cheeks as fresh grief washes over me. I realize I am not on the outside looking in. This is my life.
Bryson Cole Palmer
Bryson Cole Palmer
Bryson was born on earth August 12, 2009.
He didn't die, he went to LIVE with Jesus on August 25, 2009.
Any pain we have to suffer is worth those 13 wonderful days with him.
Huntsville, AL
Dear Bryson,
Mommy and Daddy miss you so much! This picture is just a glimpse of how beautiful you see life every day. We can't wait to join you and your older brother or sister. We prayed for you before you were born and we pray now that you can hear us as we talk to you each day. Please watch over us and help us be the people that God intended for us to be. Help us to be sensitive to the needs of other hurting parents and that we will help them in any way God leads us to. We can't wait to hold you again and hear you say "Mommy & Daddy". We love you son!
Bryson was born on earth August 12, 2009.
He didn't die, he went to LIVE with Jesus on August 25, 2009.
Any pain we have to suffer is worth those 13 wonderful days with him.
Huntsville, AL
Dear Bryson,
Mommy and Daddy miss you so much! This picture is just a glimpse of how beautiful you see life every day. We can't wait to join you and your older brother or sister. We prayed for you before you were born and we pray now that you can hear us as we talk to you each day. Please watch over us and help us be the people that God intended for us to be. Help us to be sensitive to the needs of other hurting parents and that we will help them in any way God leads us to. We can't wait to hold you again and hear you say "Mommy & Daddy". We love you son!
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Davis Andrew, Robert Lucas and Madelynn Grace Lively
Madelynn Grace Lively
Born too soon, August 2nd 2008.
Tennessee, USA
You and your brothers were our miracle and will live on in our hearts forever...
Davis Andrew Lively
Born August 6th 2008 at 23 weeks.
Tennessee USA
Not a day goes by that we do not think of you.
Our triplet angels, we love and miss you Luke, Drew, and Maddie.
Robert Lucas Lively
Born sleeping August 2nd 2008
Tennessee, USA
Your Mommy and Daddy miss the 3 of you, more than words can express.
Born too soon, August 2nd 2008.
Tennessee, USA
You and your brothers were our miracle and will live on in our hearts forever...
Davis Andrew Lively
Born August 6th 2008 at 23 weeks.
Tennessee USA
Not a day goes by that we do not think of you.
Our triplet angels, we love and miss you Luke, Drew, and Maddie.
Robert Lucas Lively
Born sleeping August 2nd 2008
Tennessee, USA
Your Mommy and Daddy miss the 3 of you, more than words can express.