Although we miss our angels, thank God all they will know is peace and love forevermore. Love to you Milo and Marla, Rosemary
Happy Holiday's / Marvin Hardin (Son's ANGEL Friend ) Hello Milo
Been awhile since i visited,so i wanted to stop in and say HAPPY HOLIDAYS, and that YOU are LOVED More each day.
Marvin Sr.Pop of Marvin Jr.(MARVO)
for milo for xmas / Chris (brad evans mom ) i saw that milo wanted his own dog, and thought this one would make his heart happy. merry xmas milo. love to your family................
MY CHILD / M.K. Williamson (Milo's friend and Mother . . . )
On the day God took you I thought I would die I wondered where the time went? I asked a lot of whys? With people all around me I felt alone inside From all their words of comfort, I couldn't seem to hide. I thought I might be dreaming That I'd wake and find you here, I thought "This can't be happening," As I wiped another tear. On the day that you were laid to rest My heart broke yet again, I wondered if the pain would end But mostly, I wondered when?? It's hard to be without you At times the days seem long, Sometimes I just sit crying, When there's nothing really wrong. I wish we'd had more time, Before your life was done. I hope you're resting peacefully, My precious one, My Son.
Sitting here under the stars, wrapped in your blanket, I search for signs of you. A shooting star, a breeze in the stillness, a light drifting toward me.
As tears blind me, I turn off the pain by going elsewhere, somewhere before now. When I return there is a fleeting moment when I look down the street in the direction you last walked, and instead of agony I feel anticipation as I wonder what time you'll return and what you'll want to eat. ....................................
I know, as surely as I know how to breathe, that you are with me always. You are closer to me now than ever before and the only difference is that instead of opening my eyes to see you, now I must open my heart. ..................................
IN THE GLOW OF FRESHLY FALLEN RAIN, I FELT PEACE FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MONTHS . . .
. . . A SENSE OF PEACE.
A FEELING OF WONDER OVERCAME ME AND I LOOKED AROUND TO SEE IF YOU WERE THERE.
LATER, I THOUGHT TO MYSELF- "WHY DID I NEED TO LOOK?"
WHEN THE SUN SITS DOWN ON THE MOUTAINS AND THE CLOUDS TURN PURPLE AND PINK AND THE GOLDEN RAYS SEND FINGERS OUT TO TOUCH ME, I STOP BREATHING AND INHALE WITH MY HEART BECAUSE I KNOW THAT ALONG THOSE GLITTERING STRANDS OF LIGHT
LIES MY CONNECTION TO YOU . . .
poetry by Sandy Goodman
One Year Anniversary......... Today, September 28th, 2005 / Mom Williamson (mother) Hi Milo, Today marks the one year anniversary of your passing over. And it seems like only yesterday. So many people are annoyed with me because I am still grieving your loss. But none of those people have lost a child of their own, and I wouldn't want them to walk in my shoes.
I pray for your happiness and peace of mind, Milo. You deserved that soooo much. I miss my pampering from you; taking care of my rough feet, fixing lunches, taking walks, and helping me to exercise. I miss your physical prescence, your big hugs, and kisses, and your unconditional love. But it's God's will that we will be reunited again when my life is finished on this earth. Give my love to everyone........
Love, eternally, mom
PS: Your name will be engraved in a huge granite monument in front of Chapparral High School sometime in January or February of 2006. It's a Happy Birthday surprise for all of us who want to remember you. You will never be forgotten . . .
LOVE NEVER DIES . . . / Mom Williamson (mother)
"LOVE NEVER DIES THERE IS NO END TO ANYTHING. NO SEPARATION, NO DIVISION.
WE HAVE CONFUSED ILLUSION WITH REALITY.
INSTEAD, SEE THIS. AN UNBROKEN CIRCLE OF LIGHT, EXPANDING, INTENSIFYING, UNTIL THE ILLUSION OF SEPARATION CEASES. . . TO. . . EXIST.
THANKS FROM MILO"S MOM AND DAD......... / Jeff Barndollar (cousin) Dearest Jeff, September 19th, 2005
I have never met you but want you to know how gracious and selfless it was of you to help pay for Milo's memorial costs. You will always have a soft spot in my heart and your Uncle Jeff's heart for your ultimate gift. God Bless You & I hope to meet you someday. Jeff says you remind him of "OUR" Milo, in some way.
If we could only know everything, what a difference life would be. I know still to say "I am sorry" does little or nothing to help ease your pain in that I may only offer condolences to your family. I, too, have lost my brother, ironically at the age of 29, as well. He called me the night before crossed over and told me he loved me, and he was sorry for something that was really no big deal at all, but never did I expect the call that came the next morning at 10am. We/I do not know the cause of my brothers passing, for I choose not to see the autopsy report. My brother's body is gone from this earth and reading it is not going to bring him back. I do know my brother is with me everyday, just as I am sure Milo is with you, for they loved us to much to ever leave us all alone. I know that they walk one step behind us, pushing us on each day, till the time comes that we can share the next journey with them. Try to be strong, let your memories me smiles instead of tears, be good to yourself and love one another.
Wondering what others might think And then I realize That only I can hear the screams, They are a part of me, Like the blood rusing through my veins And the breath leaving my lungs."
Fantasy/ Mom Williamson (Mother)
" Maybe if I concentrate hard enough I can go back in time And on the "night" you left I can walk down the street with you And when we get to the turn that leads to the other side I can stop you before you go too far...... "
September 6th, 2005
One of our dearest friends was planning to sing this song, but couldn't make the trip. / Marty HULSHOF (A Life-long friend....... )
Tempted and tested oft makes us wonder Why it should be, thus all the day long - While there are others living about us, Never molested tho' in the wrong.
When death has come and taken a loved one It leaves our home so lonely and drear Then do we wonder why others prosper living so wicked year after year.
Further along we'll know all about it. Further along we'll understand why, Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine We'll all know about it by and by.
Faithful till death said our loving Master A few more days to labor and wait The toils of the road will then be as nothing As we sweep through those Beautiful Gates.
Farther along we'll know all about it, Farther along we'll understand why. Cheer up my brothers, live in the Sunshine, We'll all know about it by and by.
Farewell Milo Your way is prepared before you. You are in our Hearts Forever.
Your Angels. . . / MaryLou Evans (Aunt)
Dearest Milo, Your Angels contacted me to tell me what a delight you are and how much they are enjoying you. It seems when you popped into Heaven you were treading air, effortlessly, they added, and you didn't even know you were doing it. They were astounded , for this is a learned skill. You tumbled into a cloud now and then, but came through the cloud still grinning and still chatting.
All the Angels have gathered to participate in the play and enjoyment of your movements and chatting. As the Angels spoke I could hear the background laughter, chittering back and forth, frolicking, and graceful, warm, soft, fluttering of wings. The Angels said your tadpole wings are growing and getting stronger by the moment. They assured me that wing growth is not painful, but enriching. They said, and I quote,"Milo is a delight and a treasure!" .......(as if we didn't already know that.....I hate saying this too loud. After all I am speaking to angels.......)
I was so busy listening to their excited tales of adventuring with you that I neglected to tell them how much I love you.
The gift of "you" in my life is profound. Your greatest gift to me was pure love. I knew you loved me from the tips of your toesies to the ends of the hair on your head. I could always make you laugh - who wouldn't love that? I felt like "The Queen of Sheeba." I basked in your love for me and I think/hope, you knew I loved you as much, Your pure love for your family is boundless. If I made a statement you didn't you didn't agree with, we would always laugh about it and you would say,"Aunt MaryLou, this is how I see/feel .................." You never offered your feelings with an eagerness to pounce, reproachment towards mine, nor tried to convince me that I should change my feelings. Your thoughts/words/feelings were straight from your consciousness expressed with love.
Did I say you are a gift? You're the best gift ever. You gave me insight into your thoughts/feelings, and and they gave me insight into myself. What a truly wonderful thing.
With Love Forever, Aunt Mary Lou
I saw the site for Milo, . . . / Don Hunter (Uncle) And lit a candle for him. I was so happy to see the site on the net and it is awesome. It is a tribute to Milo and to his life and spirit. Thanks for the work and effort to make this site. Love, Don
With deep regret to be writting this / Naomi Steadman (friend)Read >>
With deep regret to be writting this / Naomi Steadman (friend)
Dear Goodale family
I met the Goodale family was I was about 10yrs old...I became good friends with Milo's sister Stacy. We lived in a trailer park in L.V. My family moved across town about 2yrs laterlosing touch with Stacey. Years later (about 10yrs) my brother Aaron brought Milo over to my parents house only to discover he was the little brother of my very first friend in met in Vegas when I was 10. What a surprise and a small world this is. I lost an older brother Roger (age 17) to suicide in 1884 he lived in Vegas also. My condolences go out to your family and anyone elses family who has lost a family member to suicide. What little time I spent with Milo or the few times I saw him he was always so nice polite and always had a smile on his face.
U r not alone / Michelle Gonzalez (passerby)Read >>
U r not alone / Michelle Gonzalez (passerby)
Ur beautiful son died the same year my brother died. I hate 2004. So many nice people left this earth on that year. I wanted to write to you because I was diagnosed with severe depression with panic disorder since 2006. Once I got help I could trace my depression back to 1994 I just did not know. But by 2005-2006 I could barely function and I was concealing this from my co-workers my husband and my son. But one day in Mei of 2006 I just did not see a way out. It hurt so bad to be alive but how could I be so ungrateful. I had a job(as a nurse no less) a beautiful loving son a hardworkingl oving husband what was wrong with me? how could I be so ungrateful?I finally broke down and called my mother-in-law.I was adamant that my son could not be told of what was happening. By the second week on treatment I was a new woman and ever since I have overcome so many phobias anxieties fears that came with the depression also the body aches the fatiguelack of energy. .
In late 2006 I met my husband's stepmom from Tennessee. She is a very spiritual christian woman. My second journey began. Now that I was getting the mental help I needed I could finally get to know or understand better God'S word. For me it took a long time to give myself to Christ our Lord because I had a lot of guilt and past issues that i thought could not be forgiven being raised Catholic I just thought that either your good or bad and I was bad. Finally in Feb.28th 2010 I did it. I declared God as my Lord and savior!I'm a new woman now but changes come slow and gradually specially because of my mood swings but holding to the Lord has save my life a hundred times.
Mental illness should not be something we feel shame of I told my son 19y/o now and he was surprisingly very understanding.My husband also. I feel more secure now and in my position as a nurse have been able to encourage many pts battling with depression and bipolar disorder. I'm sorry I wrote so much.I just want you to know that I know that God in his infinite love and mercy received Milo with open arms full of love. Milo smiled at you you just could not see through your tears. He wants you to know that he is at peace now and he is waiting for you but do not rush it must be when your time comes.