IF GOD BRINGS YOU TO IT, HE WILL BRING YOU THROUGH IT.
HAPPY MOMENTS - PRAISE GOD. DIFFICULT MOMENTS - SEEK GOD. QUIET MOMENTS - WORSHIP GOD. PAINFUL MOMENTS - TRUST GOD. EVERY MOMENT - THANK GOD.
I AM Everyplace . . . / From Milo To Stacy, Kyle, Grace, (Mom & Dad ) Do not mourn for me I am still here, though you don't see I am right by your side each night and day. Within your heart I long to stay.
My body is gone but I'm always near I am everything you feel, see and hear. My spirit is free, but I'll never depart, as long as you keep me alive in your heart.
I will never wander out of your sight. I am the brightest star on a summer night. I will never be beyond your reach, I am the warm, moist sand when you're at the beach.
I am the colorful leaves when fall comes around. The pure white snow that blankets the ground. I am the beautiful flowers of which you're so fond. The clear cool water in a quiet pond.
I am the first bright blossom you'll see in spring. The first warm raindrop that April will bring. I am the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine, You see that face in the moon, is mine.
When you start thinking there's no one to love you, you can talk to me anytime. I will whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees, and you will feel my prescence in the soft summer breeze.
I am the hot salty tears that flow when you weep, the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep. I am the smile you see on a baby's face.
Just look for me, I'm everyplace . . .
Awesome Milo / Ashley's Mom (Another Angel Mom )
Milo what a handsome Man you are, the kind I always envisioned my daughter would have met. I'm sure the two of you have met in Heaven by now and that is a peaceful thought. What I have learned about you is simply amazing, I just want you to know that you have taught me a thing or two. Thank you! We maynot have met on the earth but I look forward to the day we are all united, then I can shake your hand and give you a hug. I am going to ask God to bring peace and comfort to your Mother as she misses you so much. His blessings are constant and nonstop. I think you have one heck of a wonderful and loving mother and I know you know that. Well until we meet...........
Your Friend Ashley's Mom
My Mom Is A Survivor . . . . / Mom Williamson My Mom is a survivor, or so I've heard it said. But I can hear her crying at night 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 on the beach that never wash away . . . I watch over my surviving mom, who thinks of me each day.
long time no see / Kyle Goodale (brother) hey bro. i havent talked to you in way too long. every time i get on your site I've chickened out. its far to painful for me. but this time i realized that i was being selfish. all of our family needs to know what i have to say. i love you bro. you taught me how i wanted to live. you and i never had an argument. i will never be mad at you for leaving me. i can understand your pain, and thats nothing to be angry at. i'm glad that you have found peace. i cant miss anyone more then i miss you every day. love you bro.
Milo's prupose . . . / Sandy Goodman (author of "Love Never Dies" )
Milo came into this world to help someone else "experience something." When this was accomplished, he left . . .
Bereaved Parents Wish List I wish my child hadn't died. I wish I had him back.
I wish you wouldn't be afraid to speak my child's name. My child lived and was very important to me. I need to hear that he was important to you also.
If I cry and get emotional when you talk about my child, I wish you knew that it isn't because you have hurt me. My child's death is the cause of my tears. You have talked about my child and you have allowed me to share my grief. I thank you for both.
Being a bereaved parent is not contagious, so I wish you wouldn't shy away from me. I need you now more than ever.
I need diversions, so I do want to hear about you, but I also want you to hear about me. I might be sad and I might cry, but I wish you would let me talk about my child; my favorite topic of the day.
I know that you think of and pray for me often. I also know that my child's death pains you too. I wish you would let me know these things through a phone call, a card or note, or a real big hug.
I wish you wouldn't expect my grief to be over. These first years are traumatic for me, but I wish you could understand that my grief will never be over. I will suffer the death of my child until the day I die.
I am working hard in my recovery, but I wish you could understand that I will never fully recover. I will always miss my child and I will always grieve that she is gone.
I wish you wouldn't expect me "not to think about it" or "be happy". Neither will happen for a very long time, so don't frustrate yourself. Y
I don't want to have a "Pity party", but I do wish you would let me grieve. I must hurt before I can heal.
I wish you understood how my life has shattered. I know it is miserable for you to be around me when I'm feeling miserable. Please be as patient with me as I am with you.
When I say, "I'm doing okay", I wish you could understand that I don't "feel" okay and that I struggle daily.
I wish you knew that all of the grief reactions I'm having are very normal. Depression, anger, hopelessness and overwhelming sadness are all to be expected. So please excuse me when I'm quiet and withdrawn or irritable and cranky.
Your advice to "take it one day at a time" is excellent advice. However, a day is too much and too fast for me right now. I wish you could understand that I'm doing good to handle an hour at a time.
Please excuse me if I seem rude, certainly not my intent. Sometimes the world around me goes too fast and I need to get off. When I walk away, I wish you would let me find a quiet place to spend time alone. I wish you understood that grief changes people. When my child died, a big part of me died with her. I am not the same person I was before my child died and I will never be that person again. Y I wish very much that you could understand ~ understand my loss and my grief. But.... I pray daily that you will never understand.
Poem By Compassionate Friends
Your Not Alone.... / Diane Cassidy- Angel Mom-Katie Your not alone...unforuately were all in this together!! I read your posting on the child forum...memory-of For support and caring the Angel Familes web site
You can shed tears that he is gone, or you can smile because he has lived. You can close your eyes and pray that he'll come back, or you can open you eyes and see all he has left. Your heart can be empty because you can't see him, or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn you back on tomorrow and live yesterday, or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday. You can remember him and only that he's gone, or you can cherish his memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back,
or you can do what he'd want:
Smile, Open Your Eyes, Love and go on. ------------------------------------- Never Forgotten-Always Missed, Luv Ya, Katie
God's Blessings . . . . . / Mom Williamson (Mother) Yesterday, September 30th, 2005, I decided to try and find Milo's High School email address. But what came up on the computer was the school's address and phone number. So I decided to call.
I was told to call the Director of The Alumni Association, Michele Huskins. I was able to tell her about Milo's passing and she commented, "How strange it was that I had called on that specific day." When I asked "WHY", she told me that at 4p.m. there would be an Alumni/Student ceremony to commemorate the passing over of teachers and students for that year, and that a 3 foot stake with a yellow ribbon and our son's name on it would be placed in the ground. The entire ceremony will be videotaped and I will recieve a DVD. Two weeks later they will carve his name onto the granite stone in front of the school. I was truly overwhelmed and grateful that either God or Milo nudged me into calling. She also said she would try to find James Webb, one of Milo's closest friends.
This certainly proves to me that God works in mysterious ways........ Praise God.............
Don’t think of him as gone away-- his journey's just begun, life holds so many facets-- this earth is only one...
Just think of him as resting From the sorrows and the tears In a place of warmth and comfort where there are no days and years. Think how he must be wishing that we could know today how nothing but our sadness can really pass away.
And think of him as living in the hearts of those he touched… for nothing loved is ever lost-- and he was loved so much.
Mi, thought about you today and wondered what you were up to?
To: Mom & Dad & Stacy & Chaleigh & Matthew & Grace & Kyle etc., FROM:MILO / Mom Williamson (mother)Read >>
To: Mom & Dad & Stacy & Chaleigh & Matthew & Grace & Kyle etc., FROM:MILO / Mom Williamson (mother) When you wonder what the meaning of life and love is Know that I am with you. Close your eyes and feel me kissing you In the gentle breeze across your cheek.
When you begin to doubt That you will ever see me again, Quiet your mind and hear me.
I am in the whisper of the heavens Speaking of your love.
When you lose your identity, When you question who you are, And where you are going, Open your heart and see me.
I am the twinkle in the stars smiling on you, Lighting the path for your journey.
When you awaken each morning Not remembering your dreams, But feeling serene and content, KNOW that I AM WITH YOU Filling your nights with thoughts of me.
When you linger in remnant pain, Wholeness seeming so unfamiliar, Think of me. Know that I am always with you Touching you through shared tears.......
"What am I thankful for? Pain? Sleepness nights? Confusion? Anger? Or maybe despair and desolation? " Thankful?" you ask... Precisely. These feelings are my strength, my sustenance. They are my light in a dark room, My shelter in a hurricaine, And my parachue in a fall. What else is there to connect before and after? What else to help me remember to breathe?"