༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ LOVING MEMORY ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻
Heartfelt Thank You to my dear friend, John, Landen’s Papa for sponsoring Hazana’s memorial
CHILD ABUSE VICTIM
On January 18, 2017, a beautiful child entered this world and given the name Hazana. Her father, Tabodrick Anderson, took one look at his daughter, and he was in love. One heart giving to another with a love that transcends space and time, a forever kind of love.
The life of a newborn child brings a feeling of heavenly peace and completeness. We forget what life was like before their arrival. We discover our world anew and want to see it through their eyes, experiencing the joy of growing together. Tabodrick wanted most to raise his daughter in the love and faith in which he was raised.
Growing up in Lubbock, Texas, for every Sunday he could recall, Tabodrick’s childhood pastor, Rev. L. D. Brooks, would preach to his sisters Aquella and Aerica, and their mother, Ronda Anderson. There in Community Baptist Church the Anderson children learned about God, faith, and faithfulness.
Early on, the family would travel here from Lubbock in the summers, so the children could see their Dad, who was working here and in Huntsville. By age 17, Tabodrick had moved in with his Dad in time for his junior year at A&M Consolidated High School. After high school, then, he followed in his Dad’s footsteps, working in construction.
Hazana was born January 18, 2017, the same day that in 1993, the holiday named for Dr. Martin Luther King, was observed in all 50 states of the United States for the first time—two special reasons to remember that day.
As Tabodrick considered a name for his beautiful daughter, he chose Hazana. When you say it, there’s just a special reminder of the word of praise we all say, especially on Palm Sunday and at Eastertime, “Hosanna, Hosanna in the Highest; blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord, Hosanna.”
The praises of children are indeed the best. When you hold your little one, you are their hero and they are your heartbeat. That was their relationship here for close to two years. Hazana was such a happy little girl, her dad recalls; she especially loved playing outdoors. Whether it was running in the yard or just enjoying playing in the leaves, Hazana loved being outside among nature. Stuffed animals were other things she loved.
Imagine her joy at exploring the world around her. What adults can easily take for granted can be made magical when seen through the eyes of a child.
The life of a child is like that of a beautiful song. In our lifetimes we add the lyrics to the melody and complete our song before we return to Heaven. For Hazana, who Tabodrick lost too soon, her lifetime produced a beautiful, yet unfinished, song. It’s true that when we enter this world, we don’t know how long it will be before God’s children return to God the father.
We are sure Hazana is with her Heavenly father, and she can run and play anywhere she wants. The Brazos Valley shares, with Tabodrick and his family, the grief that comes from losing a child far too soon.
Today there will be silence,
no crying will you hear.
I didn't mean to anger you,
I just wanted you near.
Today there will be sleep again,
I won't cry out in vain.
The nights I needed comforting,
were filled with hurt and pain.
How could someone so big and strong,
strike out at little me?
I was a gift, your little girl
unwanted now, I see.
Today there will be love at last,
l on angels wings I'll soar.
Way up high, above the clouds,
through heavens golden doors.
So, say a prayer for me
for the life I'll never know
I just wish you could have cared for me
for I would have loved you so
~Sherry Gautreau
Heartfelt Thank You to my dear friend, John, Landen’s Papa for sponsoring Hazana’s memorial
CHILD ABUSE VICTIM
On January 18, 2017, a beautiful child entered this world and given the name Hazana. Her father, Tabodrick Anderson, took one look at his daughter, and he was in love. One heart giving to another with a love that transcends space and time, a forever kind of love.
The life of a newborn child brings a feeling of heavenly peace and completeness. We forget what life was like before their arrival. We discover our world anew and want to see it through their eyes, experiencing the joy of growing together. Tabodrick wanted most to raise his daughter in the love and faith in which he was raised.
Growing up in Lubbock, Texas, for every Sunday he could recall, Tabodrick’s childhood pastor, Rev. L. D. Brooks, would preach to his sisters Aquella and Aerica, and their mother, Ronda Anderson. There in Community Baptist Church the Anderson children learned about God, faith, and faithfulness.
Early on, the family would travel here from Lubbock in the summers, so the children could see their Dad, who was working here and in Huntsville. By age 17, Tabodrick had moved in with his Dad in time for his junior year at A&M Consolidated High School. After high school, then, he followed in his Dad’s footsteps, working in construction.
Hazana was born January 18, 2017, the same day that in 1993, the holiday named for Dr. Martin Luther King, was observed in all 50 states of the United States for the first time—two special reasons to remember that day.
As Tabodrick considered a name for his beautiful daughter, he chose Hazana. When you say it, there’s just a special reminder of the word of praise we all say, especially on Palm Sunday and at Eastertime, “Hosanna, Hosanna in the Highest; blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord, Hosanna.”
The praises of children are indeed the best. When you hold your little one, you are their hero and they are your heartbeat. That was their relationship here for close to two years. Hazana was such a happy little girl, her dad recalls; she especially loved playing outdoors. Whether it was running in the yard or just enjoying playing in the leaves, Hazana loved being outside among nature. Stuffed animals were other things she loved.
Imagine her joy at exploring the world around her. What adults can easily take for granted can be made magical when seen through the eyes of a child.
The life of a child is like that of a beautiful song. In our lifetimes we add the lyrics to the melody and complete our song before we return to Heaven. For Hazana, who Tabodrick lost too soon, her lifetime produced a beautiful, yet unfinished, song. It’s true that when we enter this world, we don’t know how long it will be before God’s children return to God the father.
We are sure Hazana is with her Heavenly father, and she can run and play anywhere she wants. The Brazos Valley shares, with Tabodrick and his family, the grief that comes from losing a child far too soon.
Today there will be silence,
no crying will you hear.
I didn't mean to anger you,
I just wanted you near.
Today there will be sleep again,
I won't cry out in vain.
The nights I needed comforting,
were filled with hurt and pain.
How could someone so big and strong,
strike out at little me?
I was a gift, your little girl
unwanted now, I see.
Today there will be love at last,
l on angels wings I'll soar.
Way up high, above the clouds,
through heavens golden doors.
So, say a prayer for me
for the life I'll never know
I just wish you could have cared for me
for I would have loved you so
~Sherry Gautreau
༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻ LOVING MEMORY ༺✿ڰۣڿ✿༻
Heartfelt Thank You to my dear friend, John, Landen’s Papa for sponsoring Hazana’s memorial
CHILD ABUSE VICTIM
On January 18, 2017, a beautiful child entered this world and given the name Hazana. Her father, Tabodrick Anderson, took one look at his daughter, and he was in love. One heart giving to another with a love that transcends space and time, a forever kind of love.
The life of a newborn child brings a feeling of heavenly peace and completeness. We forget what life was like before their arrival. We discover our world anew and want to see it through their eyes, experiencing the joy of growing together. Tabodrick wanted most to raise his daughter in the love and faith in which he was raised.
Growing up in Lubbock, Texas, for every Sunday he could recall, Tabodrick’s childhood pastor, Rev. L. D. Brooks, would preach to his sisters Aquella and Aerica, and their mother, Ronda Anderson. There in Community Baptist Church the Anderson children learned about God, faith, and faithfulness.
Early on, the family would travel here from Lubbock in the summers, so the children could see their Dad, who was working here and in Huntsville. By age 17, Tabodrick had moved in with his Dad in time for his junior year at A&M Consolidated High School. After high school, then, he followed in his Dad’s footsteps, working in construction.
Hazana was born January 18, 2017, the same day that in 1993, the holiday named for Dr. Martin Luther King, was observed in all 50 states of the United States for the first time—two special reasons to remember that day.
As Tabodrick considered a name for his beautiful daughter, he chose Hazana. When you say it, there’s just a special reminder of the word of praise we all say, especially on Palm Sunday and at Eastertime, “Hosanna, Hosanna in the Highest; blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord, Hosanna.”
The praises of children are indeed the best. When you hold your little one, you are their hero and they are your heartbeat. That was their relationship here for close to two years. Hazana was such a happy little girl, her dad recalls; she especially loved playing outdoors. Whether it was running in the yard or just enjoying playing in the leaves, Hazana loved being outside among nature. Stuffed animals were other things she loved.
Imagine her joy at exploring the world around her. What adults can easily take for granted can be made magical when seen through the eyes of a child.
The life of a child is like that of a beautiful song. In our lifetimes we add the lyrics to the melody and complete our song before we return to Heaven. For Hazana, who Tabodrick lost too soon, her lifetime produced a beautiful, yet unfinished, song. It’s true that when we enter this world, we don’t know how long it will be before God’s children return to God the father.
We are sure Hazana is with her Heavenly father, and she can run and play anywhere she wants. The Brazos Valley shares, with Tabodrick and his family, the grief that comes from losing a child far too soon.
Today there will be silence,
no crying will you hear.
I didn't mean to anger you,
I just wanted you near.
Today there will be sleep again,
I won't cry out in vain.
The nights I needed comforting,
were filled with hurt and pain.
How could someone so big and strong,
strike out at little me?
I was a gift, your little girl
unwanted now, I see.
Today there will be love at last,
l on angels wings I'll soar.
Way up high, above the clouds,
through heavens golden doors.
So, say a prayer for me
for the life I'll never know
I just wish you could have cared for me
for I would have loved you so
~Sherry Gautreau
Heartfelt Thank You to my dear friend, John, Landen’s Papa for sponsoring Hazana’s memorial
CHILD ABUSE VICTIM
On January 18, 2017, a beautiful child entered this world and given the name Hazana. Her father, Tabodrick Anderson, took one look at his daughter, and he was in love. One heart giving to another with a love that transcends space and time, a forever kind of love.
The life of a newborn child brings a feeling of heavenly peace and completeness. We forget what life was like before their arrival. We discover our world anew and want to see it through their eyes, experiencing the joy of growing together. Tabodrick wanted most to raise his daughter in the love and faith in which he was raised.
Growing up in Lubbock, Texas, for every Sunday he could recall, Tabodrick’s childhood pastor, Rev. L. D. Brooks, would preach to his sisters Aquella and Aerica, and their mother, Ronda Anderson. There in Community Baptist Church the Anderson children learned about God, faith, and faithfulness.
Early on, the family would travel here from Lubbock in the summers, so the children could see their Dad, who was working here and in Huntsville. By age 17, Tabodrick had moved in with his Dad in time for his junior year at A&M Consolidated High School. After high school, then, he followed in his Dad’s footsteps, working in construction.
Hazana was born January 18, 2017, the same day that in 1993, the holiday named for Dr. Martin Luther King, was observed in all 50 states of the United States for the first time—two special reasons to remember that day.
As Tabodrick considered a name for his beautiful daughter, he chose Hazana. When you say it, there’s just a special reminder of the word of praise we all say, especially on Palm Sunday and at Eastertime, “Hosanna, Hosanna in the Highest; blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord, Hosanna.”
The praises of children are indeed the best. When you hold your little one, you are their hero and they are your heartbeat. That was their relationship here for close to two years. Hazana was such a happy little girl, her dad recalls; she especially loved playing outdoors. Whether it was running in the yard or just enjoying playing in the leaves, Hazana loved being outside among nature. Stuffed animals were other things she loved.
Imagine her joy at exploring the world around her. What adults can easily take for granted can be made magical when seen through the eyes of a child.
The life of a child is like that of a beautiful song. In our lifetimes we add the lyrics to the melody and complete our song before we return to Heaven. For Hazana, who Tabodrick lost too soon, her lifetime produced a beautiful, yet unfinished, song. It’s true that when we enter this world, we don’t know how long it will be before God’s children return to God the father.
We are sure Hazana is with her Heavenly father, and she can run and play anywhere she wants. The Brazos Valley shares, with Tabodrick and his family, the grief that comes from losing a child far too soon.
Today there will be silence,
no crying will you hear.
I didn't mean to anger you,
I just wanted you near.
Today there will be sleep again,
I won't cry out in vain.
The nights I needed comforting,
were filled with hurt and pain.
How could someone so big and strong,
strike out at little me?
I was a gift, your little girl
unwanted now, I see.
Today there will be love at last,
l on angels wings I'll soar.
Way up high, above the clouds,
through heavens golden doors.
So, say a prayer for me
for the life I'll never know
I just wish you could have cared for me
for I would have loved you so
~Sherry Gautreau
