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MILO will be remembered for being funny, caring, kind, generous, onery, loving, feisty, handsome, muscular, and having an infectious Smile.

He loved his family, friends, his music (mostly Rap) and his sports.  His favorite sport was basketball.  I knew when I was pregnant with
MILO, that he was going to be a Boy.  He was constantly on the "Move."  I'd pull up my shirt just to watch the show!!







Rules from

 God





1. Wake Up !!

Decide to have a good day.
"Today is the day the Lord hath made;
let us rejoice and be glad in it."

Psalms 118:24


2. Dress Up !!

The best way to dress up is to put on a smile.
A smile is an inexpensive way to improve your looks.
"The Lord does not look at the things man looks at.
Man looks at outward appearance;
but the Lord looks at the heart."

I Samuel 16:7


3. Shut Up!!

Say nice things and learn to listen.
God gave us two ears and one mouth, so He must have meant
for us to do twice as much listening as talking.
"He who guards his lips guards his soul."

Proverbs 13:3


4. Stand Up!!...
For what you believe in.
Stand for something or you will fall for anything..
"Let us not be weary in doing good; for at the proper time,
we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.
Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good..."

Galatians 6:9-10


5. Look Up !!...

To the Lord.
"I can do everything through Christ who strengthens me."

Philippians 4:13


6. Reach Up !!...

For something higher.
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart,
and lean not unto your own understanding.
In all your ways, acknowledge Him,
and He will direct your path."

Proverbs 3:5-6


7. Lift Up !!...

Your Prayers.

"Do not worry about anything;
instead PRAY ABOUT
EVERYTHING."

Philippians 4:6


Searching . . .  



    SEARCHING

     "Closing my eyes, I search for you.
        I breathe in the light of love
        and release the tensions of this physical existence.
        I reach with my mind to the spirit land,
        while you watch with an amused smile.
        Groping through the fog and clutter, I feel for the physical
         warmth of you . . .
          And "see" you laugh.
         "Mom," you say, "you can't feel love with your hand.
               You have to feel it with your heart."
            Okay, I think. I can do that. . .
             And once again I breathe . . . in with love. . .out with
                the physical. . .
                in with love . . . out with the physical.

             "Mom, stop trying so hard.  Just listen. . . "
               My reply to him pounds in my head -
              "I AM TRYING!  I want so much to hear you.  I miss your
                 laugh, your smile.  It has been so long . . ."
               In with love, . . .Out with the physical . . . in with love. . .
               out with the physical.

               "MOM, . . .  I'm here."
                  I feel his smile . . .I hear him laugh. . .
                "Who did you think you were talking to?"
                    Silence . . .
                   Warmth fills my heart as an unanticipated smile
                        touches my lips.
                     My mind sends the words -
                   "Well, . . . I thought I was talking to part of myself. . ."
                      and a soft whisper replies--
                         and who more than your son is a part of you?"
                        Breathe . . .in with love . . . out with the physical . . .
                           in with love, . . .out with the physical."
        
       





Milo loved being able to help others . . .  
 
   From the time Milo was about 5 years old he would go to work with his dad on Saturdays. Jeff would find simple chores that Milo was capable of doing and Milo really felt a sense of accomplishment and would tell me, his mom, all about it when they came home from work.  Sometimes he would ride on the forklift with his dad and eventually learned what buttons to push and how to make it do certain things.  The more he worked with his dad, the more he learned.  He became a carpenter himself but mostly enjoyed framing, even though he was capable of doing many other stages of the building process.  When he came to San Antonio, Texas, to live with us, he worked for 3 different contractors.  His stepfather had just been released from the hospital when Milo arrived and was unable to work for quite some time.  So Milo got a job immediately and started giving us his paychecks until we were able to get back on our feet.

     He also worked as a plumber a few years earlier and worked at a prison in Jean, Nevada,  for two years.

    When he became a Physical Fitness Trainer he gave it his " all " to help two very obese people lose a substantial amout of weight through The Zone Diet and proper excercise.  It took determination but he helped them both achieve their goals.

     He also helped me, his mom, in so many ways.  I've had Fibromyalgia for 10 years and he helped me get back on my feet again through exercise and our outdoor walks together.  I will be eternally grateful to him for taking such an active interest in my health.

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