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Peace and love  / Rosemary


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.

My Wish . . .  / Marla Williamson (Mother)


"IF"

WHAT IF . . .
WE ARE ONLY HERE
BECAUSE WE FELL ASLEEP
IN ANOTHER PLACE
AND THIS LIFE IS A DREAM?

WHAT IF THIS WORLD
IS THE ILLUSION
AND THAT WHICH WE CANNOT SEE
IS THE REALITY?

WHAT IF OUR DEATH
IS ONLY AN AWKENING
FROM AN ALTERED STATE OF CONSCIOUSNESS?

WOULD WE THEN LONG FOR SLEEP
OR DEAth?

.......................................................

ILLUSION

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.
....................................

"HOPE"

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.
..................................

CERTAINTY

LAST NIGHT,

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.

-sandy goodman

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.

Love always,
Aunt Marla
If we could only know everything  / Katie Tolliver (Passer By )


    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. 


                                                                               Big Sister of,
                                                                   www.jimmyg.memory-of.com

"He shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary him nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun, and in the morning, We will remember him."  


   
"Sometimes....... / Mom Williamson (Mother)

   "Sometimes  our light goes out
        but is blown into a flame by an
     encounter with another human being.

     Each of us owes the deepest thanks to those who
         have rekindled this inner light."

                                                            Albert Schweitzer
FRAGMENTED . . . . . . .  / Mom Williamson (Mother)

                                                                                 2004

"I'm sorry......."

two words, so simple,

but when uttered by an emergency crew

in the middle of the day

they send a bolt of pain

                  through your heart

                   that tears, rips, and punctures

                   so brutally that

                       no

                        amount

                         of time
                                 will ever make
                                              that heart the 
                                                        same
                                                          again."



                                           sandy goodman

MY HEART. . . . .  / Mom Williamson (Mother)



                      

     "There are times in my life when my heart

          cries out loud for you
      That I cringe,

       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."
       


                                             sandy goodman

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
 

   Sandy Goodman


  
One of our dearest friends was planning to sing this song, but couldn't make the trip.  / Marty HULSHOF (A Life-long friend....... )

     
    FARTHER  ALONG       

      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.



Oct.1st, 2004
                              

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.

My thoughts are with you.

SincerelyNaomi Steadman

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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.

                                               Sincerely

                                                  Michelle G.(NJ)

 

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