I am in a dark place. I look to escape, But unseen walls contain me. I hear a little boy crying, But I cannot find him, I cannot help him. I start running, Trying to get closer, Trying to get away, I am going nowhere. I can sense his presence, Reaching out to touch him, Trying to feel him, Straining to caress him, I long to hold him. I cry out for help, But no one can hear me, No one can help me, I feel so alone here. I have somehow failed him, In some mysterious way, I should n...
I found this brilliant piece onhttps://www.facebook.com/Bearforanangel?hc_location=stream. It is a perfect reflection of how time moves on but the loss stays with us.I lost my Babie's....Today.... I lost my Babie's today. People came to weep and cry, As I just sat and stared, dry eyed. They struggled to find words to say, To try and make the pain go away, I walked the floor in disbelief, I lost my babies's today.I lost my Babie's last month. Most of the people went away, Some still call and some still st...
Today I paid a visit to my high school friends who have a 14 month old at the very hospital that Trey earned his wings. I had hoped to never be there again yet my husband I went there briefly to deliver the toiletries that we collected for the families who stay there with the kids. It was so hard back in April when we were there even to be in the waiting room but my calling was greater today.My friends has a son in April of 2012 who was born with a heart problem. Most recently, they have been with him at...
I came across this Twitter account and loved to poems that were published via their Facebook page. Gotta love technology! Here are a few examples but you can see more athttps://www.facebook.com/Bearforanangelandhttps://twitter.com/BearforanAngel. Too Soon - Mary YarnallThis was a life that had hardly begunNo time to find your place in the SunNo time to do all you could have doneBut we loved you enough for a lifetimeNo time to enjoy the world and it's wealthNo time to take life down off the shelfNo time t...
I never really learned the proper way to twiddle my thumbs. I can turn my thumbs the same way but trying to turn one clockwise while turning the other counter clockwise. But who cares? Why spend your life on meaningless tasks? Speaking of meaningless tasks, when I was in Girl Scouts and went to camp, they taught us how to whittle sticks. It is an interesting craft and I found myself enthralled in the OCB of it all. I wanted to break down the wood and reach the life but that too fell by the wayside after ...
Somehow I knew that this school year was going to be a doozy and up until now, I did not realize what an understatement that was. Long story short our principal is in her second year at our school but this is her first principalship of her career. Needless to say she is trying to prove herself to her superior therefore asserting her dominance by micromanaging. She also wants to pull her own people in that will make her look good as a leader. Her ultimate goal, I am told is to be on the school board. A ...
So the number 4 creeps into my life once again with it's tail between it's legs. During the time of Trey's short life, the number 4 resonated, from his time of birth to his time of passing. Everything was connected to the number 4. My lucky number has always been 5 but 4 trumped it in the depths of our grief.This year, Trey would have been 4 and this year he had hi 4th Angelversary. At this point we are a family of 4, John and I and our 2 children. Months ago I decided that I wanted to try for another ba...
When Trey was transferred to Egleston Children's Hospital, the hospital gave us a room to stay in so we could be near our son. We didn't have any toiletries to get ourselves freshen up with so we had to call on family and friends to bring us items to clean up with.For this year's service project, I asked loved ones to collectUNOPENED toiletries to donate to the hospital so that parents can have less to worry about and will be able to freshen up and take care of themselves in a difficult situation such as...
Gale is one of the followers of this blog and a LIKE on Facebook. She makes balloons for special Angel Birthdays and Angel Dates ans releases them to the Heavens for our Angels to catch. Please read her moving blog entry about making Trey's balloon today.http://fittsiesangelbabybirthdayballoons.blogspot.com/2013/04/today-with-trey.html?showComment=1365109501490#c4206843706451535879
I was awoken this morning, Trey's 4th Birthday, by an alert on my phone. The sound of the thunder and rain had me believing that I would be looking at some sort of weather warning. As it turns out, it was an Amber Alert, meaning a child is missing.I tried to go back to sleep but thesignificanceof the day ping ponged through my mind. It seems like 4 years ago all of these memories were a blur. When these specialanniversariescome around there is a constant movie, a play by play of sorts, that provides the ...
