John was the son of John Abbott of Bethel, Oxford County, Maine and Sarah Ackley Abbott of Rumford, Oxford County, Maine. Sarah and John were married on 31 March 1841 in Rumford, Oxford County, Maine. Sarah and John had eight children. They were: Mary Jane Abbott was born in 1847; John T. Abbott was born on 25 December 1841; John T. Abbott was born on 13 April 1845; Samuel Abbott was born on 09 June 1851; Lydia Abbott was born on 01 August 1857; George A. Abbott was born on 09 September 1859; Frank Abbott was born on 06 February 1862; and Morton T. Abbott was born on 14 February 1868. All the children were born in Bethel, Oxford County, Maine.
John was four years two months old when he died.
My Mom is a Survivor
My mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night.
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands upon a beach
that never wash away ...
I watch over my surviving mom
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others,
a smile of disguise.
But through Heaven's open door,
I see tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with my death,
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her
knows it's her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door ...
I try to tell her that
Angels protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her,
or ease the burdens she bears.
So if you get a chance, call to her
And show her that you care.
For no matter what she feels,
my surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.
By: K. D'Ormeaux
John was four years two months old when he died.
My Mom is a Survivor
My mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night.
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands upon a beach
that never wash away ...
I watch over my surviving mom
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others,
a smile of disguise.
But through Heaven's open door,
I see tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with my death,
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her
knows it's her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door ...
I try to tell her that
Angels protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her,
or ease the burdens she bears.
So if you get a chance, call to her
And show her that you care.
For no matter what she feels,
my surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.
By: K. D'Ormeaux
John was the son of John Abbott of Bethel, Oxford County, Maine and Sarah Ackley Abbott of Rumford, Oxford County, Maine. Sarah and John were married on 31 March 1841 in Rumford, Oxford County, Maine. Sarah and John had eight children. They were: Mary Jane Abbott was born in 1847; John T. Abbott was born on 25 December 1841; John T. Abbott was born on 13 April 1845; Samuel Abbott was born on 09 June 1851; Lydia Abbott was born on 01 August 1857; George A. Abbott was born on 09 September 1859; Frank Abbott was born on 06 February 1862; and Morton T. Abbott was born on 14 February 1868. All the children were born in Bethel, Oxford County, Maine.
John was four years two months old when he died.
My Mom is a Survivor
My mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night.
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands upon a beach
that never wash away ...
I watch over my surviving mom
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others,
a smile of disguise.
But through Heaven's open door,
I see tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with my death,
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her
knows it's her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door ...
I try to tell her that
Angels protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her,
or ease the burdens she bears.
So if you get a chance, call to her
And show her that you care.
For no matter what she feels,
my surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.
By: K. D'Ormeaux
John was four years two months old when he died.
My Mom is a Survivor
My mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night.
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands upon a beach
that never wash away ...
I watch over my surviving mom
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others,
a smile of disguise.
But through Heaven's open door,
I see tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with my death,
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her
knows it's her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door ...
I try to tell her that
Angels protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her,
or ease the burdens she bears.
So if you get a chance, call to her
And show her that you care.
For no matter what she feels,
my surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.
By: K. D'Ormeaux
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