I lived for 6 years, 3 months, and 17 days.
On my headstone, my mommy placed the following phrase: Matthew 18:3 Unless ye become as little children, you shall not enter into the Kingdom of Heaven. I was born to Barbara my 16 yr old mom and Rick my 18 yr old dad. I am survived by my sisters: Kyrie Riannon (1986), Nannette Emijean (1989), 2 half-sisters Madeline Celeste (1993), Candace Consuelo (1994), a half-brother Paul (2008), numerous cousins, aunts, uncles, grand parents, and great grandparents.
On a cold Saturday February morning, myself & my dad, a family friend with his son went on a fishing trip and I saw the angel of the Lord come for me around 8am. You see I loved to fish. I could take a string, place it around a stick, place it in a mud puddle and pretend to fish.
I loved the Ninja Turtles and The Karate Kid. I was a special kid. My heavenly father blessed me with a special right hand. I was also right handed which camoflauged the specialness. You see, my hand was the same size as my left but only had 3 fingers with my thumb. No extra bones or muscles or even a stub. Just a perfect little hand formed around the ring finger which was molded by my Father in Heaven. The picture here shows my hand. This is a picture of my sister Kyrie and me in Texas after Hurricane Hugo. I even got in to trouble looking out the window as the storm passed that night, we lived in Goose Creek which my mom said was north of Charleston, SC. This picture was taken about 5 months before I left.
My kindergarten teacher hadn't even noticed this difference. In adding this memorial, my teacher has since been in contact with my mom. She still teaches her students about the dangers of water. I DID NOT know how to swim and DID NOT even tolerate water in my ears in the bath. I never met a person I didn't like or didn't like me.
I believe in this: MY FATHER WHO IS IN HEAVEN KNEW OF MY FEAR AND DISLIKE FOR WATER. THEREFORE I DID NOT SUFFER FROM DROWNING. THE ANGEL CAME FOR ME BEFORE SUCH TRAUMA OCURRED.
This changed my mom's life in ways I'd never imagined. I wish that no one could ever lose their baby. She was there when my beautiful light came into the world and she couldn't be there when my light was extinguished. She hasn't been the same since. If she had one wish, she'd love to hear my voice. Her mind hears it, but her ears long for it. Her faith was severly tested and it took her a good 10 years or so to find her way back to the Lord. She once told people that she gave me life, when it reality, it was I who gave HER life.
Thank you to all of you I'll never meet here on this earth for I will meet you in Heaven some day.
************
If Roses grow in heaven, Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my son's arms and tell him they're from me
Tell him that I love him and miss him, & when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for awhile.
Because remembering him is easy. I do it every day,
but there's an ache within my heart that will never go away!
***********************
A Child Of Mine (To All Parents)
by: Edgar Guest
I will lend to you, a little time,
A child of mine, He said.
For you to love the while he lives,
And mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years,
Or twenty-two or three.
But will you, till I call him home,
Take care of him for Me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you,
And shall his stay be brief.
You'll have his lovely memories,
As solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught down there,
I want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over,
In search for teachers true.
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love,
Nor think the labor vain.
Nor hate me when I come
To take him home again?
I fancied that I heard them say,
'Dear Lord, Thy will be done!'
For all the joys this child shall bring,
The risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness,
We'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known,
Forever grateful stay.
But shall the angels call for him,
Much sooner than we've planned.
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand.
My Immortal Son:I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fearsAnd if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leaveYour presence still lingers here and it won't leave me aloneThese wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too realThere's just too much that time cannot eraseWhen you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tearsWhen you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fearsAnd I held your hand through all of these yearsBut you still have all of meYou used to captivate me by your resonating lightNow, I'm bound by the life you left behindYour face it haunts my once pleasant dreamsYour voice it chased away all the sanity in meThese wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too realThere's just too much that time cannot eraseWhen you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tearsWhen you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fearsAnd I held your hand through all of these yearsBut you still have all of meI've tried so hard to tell myself that you're goneBut though you're still with me, I've been alone all alongWhen you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tearsWhen you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fearsAnd I held your hand through all of these yearsBut you still have all of me
On my headstone, my mommy placed the following phrase: Matthew 18:3 Unless ye become as little children, you shall not enter into the Kingdom of Heaven. I was born to Barbara my 16 yr old mom and Rick my 18 yr old dad. I am survived by my sisters: Kyrie Riannon (1986), Nannette Emijean (1989), 2 half-sisters Madeline Celeste (1993), Candace Consuelo (1994), a half-brother Paul (2008), numerous cousins, aunts, uncles, grand parents, and great grandparents.
On a cold Saturday February morning, myself & my dad, a family friend with his son went on a fishing trip and I saw the angel of the Lord come for me around 8am. You see I loved to fish. I could take a string, place it around a stick, place it in a mud puddle and pretend to fish.
I loved the Ninja Turtles and The Karate Kid. I was a special kid. My heavenly father blessed me with a special right hand. I was also right handed which camoflauged the specialness. You see, my hand was the same size as my left but only had 3 fingers with my thumb. No extra bones or muscles or even a stub. Just a perfect little hand formed around the ring finger which was molded by my Father in Heaven. The picture here shows my hand. This is a picture of my sister Kyrie and me in Texas after Hurricane Hugo. I even got in to trouble looking out the window as the storm passed that night, we lived in Goose Creek which my mom said was north of Charleston, SC. This picture was taken about 5 months before I left.
My kindergarten teacher hadn't even noticed this difference. In adding this memorial, my teacher has since been in contact with my mom. She still teaches her students about the dangers of water. I DID NOT know how to swim and DID NOT even tolerate water in my ears in the bath. I never met a person I didn't like or didn't like me.
I believe in this: MY FATHER WHO IS IN HEAVEN KNEW OF MY FEAR AND DISLIKE FOR WATER. THEREFORE I DID NOT SUFFER FROM DROWNING. THE ANGEL CAME FOR ME BEFORE SUCH TRAUMA OCURRED.
This changed my mom's life in ways I'd never imagined. I wish that no one could ever lose their baby. She was there when my beautiful light came into the world and she couldn't be there when my light was extinguished. She hasn't been the same since. If she had one wish, she'd love to hear my voice. Her mind hears it, but her ears long for it. Her faith was severly tested and it took her a good 10 years or so to find her way back to the Lord. She once told people that she gave me life, when it reality, it was I who gave HER life.
Thank you to all of you I'll never meet here on this earth for I will meet you in Heaven some day.
************
If Roses grow in heaven, Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my son's arms and tell him they're from me
Tell him that I love him and miss him, & when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for awhile.
Because remembering him is easy. I do it every day,
but there's an ache within my heart that will never go away!
***********************
A Child Of Mine (To All Parents)
by: Edgar Guest
I will lend to you, a little time,
A child of mine, He said.
For you to love the while he lives,
And mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years,
Or twenty-two or three.
But will you, till I call him home,
Take care of him for Me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you,
And shall his stay be brief.
You'll have his lovely memories,
As solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught down there,
I want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over,
In search for teachers true.
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love,
Nor think the labor vain.
Nor hate me when I come
To take him home again?
I fancied that I heard them say,
'Dear Lord, Thy will be done!'
For all the joys this child shall bring,
The risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness,
We'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known,
Forever grateful stay.
But shall the angels call for him,
Much sooner than we've planned.
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand.
My Immortal Son:I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fearsAnd if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leaveYour presence still lingers here and it won't leave me aloneThese wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too realThere's just too much that time cannot eraseWhen you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tearsWhen you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fearsAnd I held your hand through all of these yearsBut you still have all of meYou used to captivate me by your resonating lightNow, I'm bound by the life you left behindYour face it haunts my once pleasant dreamsYour voice it chased away all the sanity in meThese wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too realThere's just too much that time cannot eraseWhen you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tearsWhen you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fearsAnd I held your hand through all of these yearsBut you still have all of meI've tried so hard to tell myself that you're goneBut though you're still with me, I've been alone all alongWhen you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tearsWhen you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fearsAnd I held your hand through all of these yearsBut you still have all of me
I lived for 6 years, 3 months, and 17 days.
On my headstone, my mommy placed the following phrase: Matthew 18:3 Unless ye become as little children, you shall not enter into the Kingdom of Heaven. I was born to Barbara my 16 yr old mom and Rick my 18 yr old dad. I am survived by my sisters: Kyrie Riannon (1986), Nannette Emijean (1989), 2 half-sisters Madeline Celeste (1993), Candace Consuelo (1994), a half-brother Paul (2008), numerous cousins, aunts, uncles, grand parents, and great grandparents.
On a cold Saturday February morning, myself & my dad, a family friend with his son went on a fishing trip and I saw the angel of the Lord come for me around 8am. You see I loved to fish. I could take a string, place it around a stick, place it in a mud puddle and pretend to fish.
I loved the Ninja Turtles and The Karate Kid. I was a special kid. My heavenly father blessed me with a special right hand. I was also right handed which camoflauged the specialness. You see, my hand was the same size as my left but only had 3 fingers with my thumb. No extra bones or muscles or even a stub. Just a perfect little hand formed around the ring finger which was molded by my Father in Heaven. The picture here shows my hand. This is a picture of my sister Kyrie and me in Texas after Hurricane Hugo. I even got in to trouble looking out the window as the storm passed that night, we lived in Goose Creek which my mom said was north of Charleston, SC. This picture was taken about 5 months before I left.
My kindergarten teacher hadn't even noticed this difference. In adding this memorial, my teacher has since been in contact with my mom. She still teaches her students about the dangers of water. I DID NOT know how to swim and DID NOT even tolerate water in my ears in the bath. I never met a person I didn't like or didn't like me.
I believe in this: MY FATHER WHO IS IN HEAVEN KNEW OF MY FEAR AND DISLIKE FOR WATER. THEREFORE I DID NOT SUFFER FROM DROWNING. THE ANGEL CAME FOR ME BEFORE SUCH TRAUMA OCURRED.
This changed my mom's life in ways I'd never imagined. I wish that no one could ever lose their baby. She was there when my beautiful light came into the world and she couldn't be there when my light was extinguished. She hasn't been the same since. If she had one wish, she'd love to hear my voice. Her mind hears it, but her ears long for it. Her faith was severly tested and it took her a good 10 years or so to find her way back to the Lord. She once told people that she gave me life, when it reality, it was I who gave HER life.
Thank you to all of you I'll never meet here on this earth for I will meet you in Heaven some day.
************
If Roses grow in heaven, Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my son's arms and tell him they're from me
Tell him that I love him and miss him, & when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for awhile.
Because remembering him is easy. I do it every day,
but there's an ache within my heart that will never go away!
***********************
A Child Of Mine (To All Parents)
by: Edgar Guest
I will lend to you, a little time,
A child of mine, He said.
For you to love the while he lives,
And mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years,
Or twenty-two or three.
But will you, till I call him home,
Take care of him for Me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you,
And shall his stay be brief.
You'll have his lovely memories,
As solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught down there,
I want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over,
In search for teachers true.
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love,
Nor think the labor vain.
Nor hate me when I come
To take him home again?
I fancied that I heard them say,
'Dear Lord, Thy will be done!'
For all the joys this child shall bring,
The risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness,
We'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known,
Forever grateful stay.
But shall the angels call for him,
Much sooner than we've planned.
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand.
My Immortal Son:I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fearsAnd if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leaveYour presence still lingers here and it won't leave me aloneThese wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too realThere's just too much that time cannot eraseWhen you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tearsWhen you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fearsAnd I held your hand through all of these yearsBut you still have all of meYou used to captivate me by your resonating lightNow, I'm bound by the life you left behindYour face it haunts my once pleasant dreamsYour voice it chased away all the sanity in meThese wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too realThere's just too much that time cannot eraseWhen you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tearsWhen you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fearsAnd I held your hand through all of these yearsBut you still have all of meI've tried so hard to tell myself that you're goneBut though you're still with me, I've been alone all alongWhen you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tearsWhen you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fearsAnd I held your hand through all of these yearsBut you still have all of me
On my headstone, my mommy placed the following phrase: Matthew 18:3 Unless ye become as little children, you shall not enter into the Kingdom of Heaven. I was born to Barbara my 16 yr old mom and Rick my 18 yr old dad. I am survived by my sisters: Kyrie Riannon (1986), Nannette Emijean (1989), 2 half-sisters Madeline Celeste (1993), Candace Consuelo (1994), a half-brother Paul (2008), numerous cousins, aunts, uncles, grand parents, and great grandparents.
On a cold Saturday February morning, myself & my dad, a family friend with his son went on a fishing trip and I saw the angel of the Lord come for me around 8am. You see I loved to fish. I could take a string, place it around a stick, place it in a mud puddle and pretend to fish.
I loved the Ninja Turtles and The Karate Kid. I was a special kid. My heavenly father blessed me with a special right hand. I was also right handed which camoflauged the specialness. You see, my hand was the same size as my left but only had 3 fingers with my thumb. No extra bones or muscles or even a stub. Just a perfect little hand formed around the ring finger which was molded by my Father in Heaven. The picture here shows my hand. This is a picture of my sister Kyrie and me in Texas after Hurricane Hugo. I even got in to trouble looking out the window as the storm passed that night, we lived in Goose Creek which my mom said was north of Charleston, SC. This picture was taken about 5 months before I left.
My kindergarten teacher hadn't even noticed this difference. In adding this memorial, my teacher has since been in contact with my mom. She still teaches her students about the dangers of water. I DID NOT know how to swim and DID NOT even tolerate water in my ears in the bath. I never met a person I didn't like or didn't like me.
I believe in this: MY FATHER WHO IS IN HEAVEN KNEW OF MY FEAR AND DISLIKE FOR WATER. THEREFORE I DID NOT SUFFER FROM DROWNING. THE ANGEL CAME FOR ME BEFORE SUCH TRAUMA OCURRED.
This changed my mom's life in ways I'd never imagined. I wish that no one could ever lose their baby. She was there when my beautiful light came into the world and she couldn't be there when my light was extinguished. She hasn't been the same since. If she had one wish, she'd love to hear my voice. Her mind hears it, but her ears long for it. Her faith was severly tested and it took her a good 10 years or so to find her way back to the Lord. She once told people that she gave me life, when it reality, it was I who gave HER life.
Thank you to all of you I'll never meet here on this earth for I will meet you in Heaven some day.
************
If Roses grow in heaven, Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my son's arms and tell him they're from me
Tell him that I love him and miss him, & when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for awhile.
Because remembering him is easy. I do it every day,
but there's an ache within my heart that will never go away!
***********************
A Child Of Mine (To All Parents)
by: Edgar Guest
I will lend to you, a little time,
A child of mine, He said.
For you to love the while he lives,
And mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years,
Or twenty-two or three.
But will you, till I call him home,
Take care of him for Me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you,
And shall his stay be brief.
You'll have his lovely memories,
As solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught down there,
I want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over,
In search for teachers true.
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love,
Nor think the labor vain.
Nor hate me when I come
To take him home again?
I fancied that I heard them say,
'Dear Lord, Thy will be done!'
For all the joys this child shall bring,
The risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness,
We'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known,
Forever grateful stay.
But shall the angels call for him,
Much sooner than we've planned.
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand.
My Immortal Son:I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fearsAnd if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leaveYour presence still lingers here and it won't leave me aloneThese wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too realThere's just too much that time cannot eraseWhen you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tearsWhen you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fearsAnd I held your hand through all of these yearsBut you still have all of meYou used to captivate me by your resonating lightNow, I'm bound by the life you left behindYour face it haunts my once pleasant dreamsYour voice it chased away all the sanity in meThese wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too realThere's just too much that time cannot eraseWhen you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tearsWhen you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fearsAnd I held your hand through all of these yearsBut you still have all of meI've tried so hard to tell myself that you're goneBut though you're still with me, I've been alone all alongWhen you cried, I'd wipe away all of your tearsWhen you'd scream, I'd fight away all of your fearsAnd I held your hand through all of these yearsBut you still have all of me
Inscription
Front of Headstone:
Unless you become as little children you shall not enter into the kingdom of Heaven.
Back of Headstone:
Parents Rick and Barbara
