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PENNIES FROM HEAVEN

Luke was born on Halloween in 1979. It was the best year of my life because our little family of four was now complete. Emily (Luke's sister) and Luke both had piggy banks from the time they were born. When their dad (Robin) would get home from work he would always divide the change in his pocket and give some to Emily and some to Luke for their little piggy banks. They would run put their money in their banks and shake them and smile. They both said they were saving their money for a toy they wanted.

At Easter we would have Easter Egg hunts in the backyard. Robin and I would fill the little plastic eggs with pennies, dimes, nickels, quarters, and candy. Robin and I would take turns hiding eggs while one of us stayed in the house with Emily and Luke to keep them from peeking. It was so much fun to sit back and watch as they ran around the backyard hunting for eggs. When they would find an egg, the first thing they would do is pick it up and shake it to see if it had change in it for their piggy banks. When it rattled loudly they would grin from ear to ear. After the hunt was over, they would sit on the floor in the living room opening up each egg to find their treasure. After all the eggs were opened, they would head down the hall to their rooms with a chocolate candy in their mouths and a handful of change to place in their piggy banks.

When Emily and Luke were grown, we STILL had Easter Egg hunts, but not only pennies, or nickles, or dimes, or quarters. To keep them interested we also placed dollar bills in the little plastic eggs. It was so much fun to watch them running around the house looking for eggs that contained one dollar bills, five dollar bills, ten dollar bills, and twenty dollar bills. They would still pick them up and shake them, but this time if the eggs made a noise they would look disappointed. They laughed and ran just like they did as children. Throughout the years, no matter if it were twenties or pennies in those eggs, they all contained 'golden' memories.

When Luke was about three years old he went in his room, closed the door, and took the plug out of the bottom of his piggy bank and shook it and shook it until he had enough change. He was in his room for hours on the floor making something. When I would knock on the door to check on him he would say....."Don't come in Mommy". When he finished in his room he came running down the hall with the 'something' behind his back wearing a huge beautiful grin. He proudly handed it to me saying..."I 'make' this for you Mommy". There on a piece of notebook paper were quarters and nickels and dimes and pennies glued in the shape of a smiley face. Oh it was one of the most precious gifts I had ever received. My sweet little boy had been saving his change for a long time for a little toy he wanted, but instead he used his change to make a very special gift for me, a gift that I still have tucked away in the cedar chest. I held both the gift and my little boy close to me while I said..... "THANK YOU LUKE."

Then, eighteen years later, in mid March of 2001 Luke and I were watching a TV talk show about how people find pennies from their loved ones in Heaven. So many people such had wonderful stories that Luke and I became believers. I told Luke that when I die I will send pennies to him and he promised to do the same for me. Of course I never thought he would get to Heaven first.

Robin and I were out of town when Luke died alone in his room. He died in the early morning hours of April 3, 2001 at the age of 21 from Acute Bronchopneumonia. At that time we had no idea how he died and it was six long weeks before we received the results of the Autopsy stating his cause of death.

It was late that night, that awful night of April 3, 2001. The coroner had just left our home and Robin and I were finally allowed access to our home again. Luke's sister and friends and some others that I didn't know had finally each, one by one slipped away into the night to go back home with the knowledge that Luke was dead. It was only Robin and I there to face this unexplained tragedy all alone.

Robin and I walked into Luke's room together and just stared at that spot on the floor where our only son had died just hours ago. It was all so unbelievable and our pain and sorrow was almost unbearable. We walked around to the other side of Luke's bed so that we could sit there facing his clothing in his closet that we knew would never be worn again by our precious boy. As we sat there crying in each other's arms, I looked down and there on the floor, next to Luke's bed was one ... lone ... penny.... I gasped when I saw it. Robin looked at me and saw me staring at the floor ... He saw it too! He said... "OH MY GOD, it is a penny". I reached down and picked it up while wiping the tears from my eyes to get a good look at the date. I focused my eyes and clearly saw the date. I screamed "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD". Robin said... "What, let me see." Robin held the penny and he too screamed "OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD". The date on the penny was 1979...... the year that Luke was born. I held my husband and that penny close and once again as I had done years ago, I said...."THANK YOU LUKE".

From that night on we found many, many more pennies from Heaven, but none that changed our lives as much as that one little penny did. That one little penny that was delivered to us on the worst night of our lives. That one little penny that made us richer than we ever thought was possible. That one little penny that showed us the way to signs from the other side. That one little penny that gave us the welcomed knowledge that Luke did not end with his death, but that his life just began in another way. We realized that we had to learn a whole new way of communicating with our son. We had to listen differently and we had to see differently......we had to develop new eyes and new ears. We had hope again! Not the hope that our son would be returned to us in the physical way, but the hope that our son would let us know he was with us spiritually in the signs that he sends to us.

Luke has sent us so many signs through all of these fourteen long and lonely years. He has shown his presence with pennies, with numbers, in dreams, and in so very many other ways. But no matter what way he chooses to let us know he is with us, any sign that we receive from him will always be known to us as 'Pennies from Heaven'. And, no matter where I am, or who is near, I will always say............"THANK YOU LUKE."

2015 Christine Ross
~ in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001




IN MEMORY OF
Lucas Christopher Ross "Luke"
21
October 31, 1979 - April 3, 2001
Acute Bronchopneumonia






EMPTY EASTER

No Easter basket filled with grass.
No colored Easter eggs.
No laughter on this Easter morn.
No happy Easter day.

It's a sad and empty Easter,
Memories scattered on the ground,
Like the colored eggs of yesterday
Just waiting to be found.


2014 - Christine Ross
~ in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001

Find and be found to discover your.....
BRINGER OF LIGHT.
The name LUCAS means Bringer of Light




PIECES OF APRIL

April gave us springtime
and the promise of the flowers
And the feeling that we both shared
and the love that we called ours
We knew no time for sadness,
that's a road we each had crossed
We were living a time meant for us,
and even when it would rain
we would laugh it off.

I've got pieces of April,
I keep them in a memory bouquet
I've got pieces of April,
it's a morning in May

We stood on the crest of summer,
beneath an oak that blossemed green
Feeling as I did in April,
not really knowing what it means
But it must be then that you stand beside me
now to make me feel this way
Just as I did in April,
but it's a morning in May.

I've got pieces of April,
I keep them in a memory bouquet
I've got pieces of April,
but it's a morning in May

~ AS PERFORMED BY: Three Dog Night
~ WRITTEN BY: David Loggins





Pieces of April" is a song written by Dave Loggins and performed by Three Dog Night. This song can be intrepreted many ways. One suggested meaning is that April is the representation of someone's life and May is the representation of life without this person. It touches on the thought of how you never really let go of the person that has died and you hold on to pieces of their life. These pieces are very dear memories for you, as stated in the verse..."I keep them in a memory bouquet".

(see a special presentation of this song in the NEWS SECTION, near the end of the newsletter)

~ SOURCE: WIKIPEDIA & songmeanings.com





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ANNIVERSARY AND BIRTHDAY
DEDICATIONS

APRIL BIRTHDAYS

Michael 16
Brandon Sgaggero 29
Clinton CLINT Milam 10
Shawn Adams 38
Douglas Klein 37
Jason Miller 22
Brandon Quinn-Gomez 11mos
Jerry Lain 33
Heather "Niki" Weed 18
Tyler Vanderwall 20
Alex Saladino 4
Jake Feinberg 31
Alyssa Estavez 23
Jenny Robinson 31
Damon Smith 23
Josh Hughes 21
Peter Logie 22
Brian Parker 27
Tim Parker 25
Brian Wolf 27

APRIL ANNIVERSARIES

Brandon Beshada 25
Josh Johnson 21
Luke Ross 21
Adam McSween 26
Kanda Jacobs 30
Hannah Snyder 3
Buddy Segler 17
Sean Riley 21
Jayden Ellefson 13mos
Michael Shultz
Robert Terranova 42
Michael Shelly 35
Lisa Mewbourne 25
Jamie Vitello





IN MEMORY OF
Clinton Terry Milam
10 yrs 4 mos
April 7, 1993 - August 5, 2003
Traumatic brain injury result of vehicular accident
SUBMITTED BY
Susan Milam


Happy Birthday sweetheart! I can't believe it's been 22 years since I first held you in my arms and marveled at the miracle that was you. I would give anything in the world to have you here for your birthday to celebrate with you and give you lots of birthday hugs! I loved you then, I love you now, and I will love you until the end of time. Happy Birthday!!! Love, Mom and Dad





IN MEMORY OF
Joshua Scott Johnson
21
October 11-1985-April 1-2007
Accidental Drug Overdose
SUBMITTED BY
Tammy forever Joshs mom


There is not a day that goes by that I don't think about you. Love and miss you daily. Love Mom





IN MEMORY OF
Brandon Wesley Sgaggero
29
April 7, 1978 - March 6, 2008
narcotic intoxication
SUBMITTED BY
Tammie Sgaggero-Brandon's Mom


Dear Brandon,

Your birthday will be soon and you will be 37. Just a 13 months younger than your oldest brother. And now your sister and youngest brother have surpassed you in earthly years. That was the hardest part for me when you left.....knowing that they would someday, be your age.

On your birthday, I will do as I always have. This year, unlike last, I will do it alone again. I like it better that way. Ma and Brandon day.

I wish you all the love I can give you now, all the love I ever gave you, and all the love I wish I had given you.

Happy Birthday my child.

Ma





IN MEMORY OF
Lucas Christopher Ross
21
October 31, 1979 - April 3, 2001
Acute Bronchopneumonia
SUBMITTED BY
Robin Ross, Luke's Dad


LUKE,

I miss you so much, after 14 years the pain still comes, the emptiness is still here, the confusion is constant and the wishing things were different never stops. While you here you were always teaching me things, things about life, things about caring, things about understanding, you amazed me with your wisdom.

Since you left, you are still teaching me things. You brought me into a world that I could never imagine, and I still do not understand. An existence of unbearable pain that is never ending and is greater than the human body can stand or the sole can bear. You brought me into the spirit world, unimaginable to me before, into knowing there is life after death, not wondering and hoping, any more. You have shown me that your life now, is a life of freedom, a life that continues after this one, one of beauty beyond my comprehension, where all suffering and pain disappears, where only joy exists, for you there, and you know we will all join you when our time comes. So you don't worry about us, you know we are coming in the blink of an eye. But here, it seems like forever since I saw you. I know that I hear you, feel you and see you, receive your signs, all from the other side of life, the other side of death. The veil that separates us is so thin, and you have taught me to be able to peek through that veil, and that you can cross through it, ever so briefly, just long enough for you and I to make contact so that I can see and feel you in your life. The afterlife, as it is called from this side, but from your side I suppose this here on earth, is the before life. You have taught me that you are there, and you are here too, and there is a very small space between us.

I am looking forward to completing my work here and joining you when my time comes. We will be a family again, forever, where there is no time to keep up with, and no time to run out.

Thank you LUKE for teaching me the most important things that I have ever learned, the understanding of love and life, the before life and your life now.

I love you LUKE, more than this life, and I miss you more than I can explain, but your staying close and continuing to teach me, makes it so that I can continue on, until the end of this journey.

See you soon, LUKE.

Love Dad




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QUOTES:

MEMBER QUOTE:



IN MEMORY OF
Joey Whiteman
21 years, 360 days
9/8/80-9/3/02
auto accident
blunt force trauma to aoerta
SUBMITTED BY
Joey's Mom (in Heaven with her son)


"I love and miss you with all my heart and soul" ~ Terrie Whiteman, February 2012

MEMORIAL QUOTE:


IN MEMORY OF
Brandon Wesley Sgaggero
29
4/7/78 - 3/6/08
Narcotic Intoxication-morphine and methadone
SUBMITTED BY
Tammie-Brandon's Mom


In honor of Brandon Sgaggero, I would like to share Trixie Koontz's passages on Grief.

BRANDON had a beautiful golden retriever named "Melia," who died 5 years before he did. I had her beautiful box of ashes put in his casket and they were buried together in 2008. He loved her the short seven years she was alive and the few years he was around to see her as he was in the service.

Brandon loved Dean Koontz and I obtained all of his books when Brandon died. I just started reading them and have become quite a fan of Dean Koontz myself. Not to mention that I also have a golden retriever named Peyton. So anyway, I learned that Dean Koontz had a great love for his golden retriever named Trixie and he says she changed his life and "made him a better, happier person. A dog who aims to help him understand accepting loss." Just as he did 3 months before her third birthday.

~ BLISS TO YOU-Trixie's Guide to a Happy Life by Trixie Koontz Dog as Told to Dean Koontz



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LETTERS


IN MEMORY OF
Dennis Christopher Tucker
26
June 11, 1960 Sept. 16, 1986
accidental
SUBMITTED BY
Mom


My darling Dennis, it's been 28 years since you've been gone. I miss your presence with each passing day. I remember the wonderful times we had from your childhood to your college days. I especially enjoyed going to classes at college with you and taking selected studies together. I was so proud to have you by my side in class, sharing the educational moments and thoughts about the subject of Art History among other things. We had so much in common, especially music. I would listen to you play in school musicals, in a symphony orchestra as well as singing in chorus.

I feel as if it were yesterday when we shared so much together. We were like one being in character; loving family and country. I feel you are by my side always and not seeing you is the void in my life. Know that you have left your brothers and me too soon and we treasure the time we had together. I ask myself how and why; yet, know that what happened is a mystery, like the "mystery of life". You were my miracle child, always smiling and loving. You are gone, yet never away from my thoughts and fond memories. I love and cherish the time we had together and the joy you spread to others who crossed your path. May your star shine above and around me always.



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LIFE STORIES


IN MEMORY OF
Crawford Alan Carnahan
18
August 21, 1988 ~ May 12, 2007
Leptospirosis
SUBMITTED BY
Alan ~ father to Crawford

I think back to when my only child, Crawford, was a young boy. I was so busy working as a deputy sheriff and as a owner of own security company. If I wasn't working for the sheriff's department; I was busy overseeing my company at home. I had over 80 security people that reported to me 7 days a week, 24 hours a day.

When Crawford was around 7 years of age; he decided to play little league baseball. I had my security company sponser Crawford's little league team and I became the manager. One day when he was around 7 years old; I remember Crawford coming to me with his baseball mitt and baseball and asking me to go outside and play pitch and catch with him. I told him that I was too busy with work and that I would play with him if he could just give me a few minutes to finish up what I was doing.

Well, of course, the "few" minutes eventually became 30 to 45 minutes. When I got through with my work; I looked around for him and saw that he had already put his mitt and ball back into his room and went outside to play with his friends. I didn't think much about it at that time for I was thinking so much about "my life" and providing for him and my wife. Days later; Crawford came to me and asked me again to play pitch and catch with him....I found myself in the same predicament...and I let the same scenario play out.

After the second time of putting my work before him; he didn't ask me again. One day, I then asked him if he would like to play pitch and catch with me. He made up an excuse why he couldn't. I asked him multiple other times and he found other excuses why he couldn't. He paid me back. Like father, like son.

I then remembered that old song of Harry Chapin (the folk singer); "Cats in the Cradle". He sang of his father not taking the time to be with him and then when he grew up; he didn't take the time to be with his father. Such a sad song, but true, if you let it happen.

I apologized to Crawford, over and over when he was young. I shut down my security officer business shortly afterwards and I then started to "make up" for all the time that I didn't spend with him when he was younger, but, to my disappointment; the damage was irrepairable.

I could always tell that he didn't really accept my apology. I sat down with Crawford when he was 15 years of age (3 years before he died) and asked for his forgiveness. He smiled, looked away from me and then laughed. He then looked at me and told me that he was alright, now. He was hurt then; but it had made him more of a independant person, like me.

He said that he liked being independant and everyone should learn to be independant. But; he didn't like that fact that it had been forced on him at such a young age. I told him that I didn't know at the time how much I had hurt him and that I was so sorry that I didn't take the time with him that I should have.

For the last 3 years of Crawford's life; he and I had a wonderful father/son relationship. After his death; the guilt has been destroying me.

He and I missed a lot of father - son together time in his younger years as I put work ahead of my family. I live with this terrible guilt each and everyday of my life.

When I see fathers with their sons and believe that they are taking them for granted...I stop and talk to them and tell them my story and how I was too busy to participate in my son's life...as we finish our conversation, then, and only then; I tell them that my son died at 18 years of age.

I tell them of the guilt that I carry with me everyday and the hope that I have that other fathers will not fail to recognise the short time that they have with their children as they grow up.

I tell them; "You think that you have the "rest of your life" to spend with them...when in fact, you only have the "rest of their life".

I am so sorry, son...for everything that I did and didn't do with you in your short life. I can never forgive myself as I will never be able to get that time back or give you the time that you deserved. I love you and miss you so much, son.

Your loving father.......



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POETRY



IN MEMORY OF
EOD1 Joseph "Adam" McSween
26
August 11, 1980 - April 6, 2014
KIA in Iraq
SUBMITTED BY
Florence McSween
POEM WRITTEN BY
Pamela Hengen


This poem was written just for Adam. Another Gold Star Mother wrote it, she is wonderful. She writes poems for her son almost everyday And she writes poems for all of her friends.

ACE OF KINDNESS

(by Pamela Hengen 7/13/14)

You were my ace of spades,
digging up all of my heart,
then planting seeds,
that grew right form the start.
Your kindness sprouting with me,
and spreading everywhere around
To others eventually
that same kindness could be found.
I still feel your kindness, strength,
And wisdon, every part of you,
in my heart even with the length
of time I'm without you.
At times I'm lost then
you lighten my heart,
lifting my spirit even
though we are apart.



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SIGNS



IN MEMORY OF
Timothy Stratton
29
February-6-1979---December -7- 2008
Pancreatitis
SUBMITTED BY
Mom, Karin Haley


Tim's little sister got married January 17 2015. The evening of Allison's rehearsal we stayed at the Holiday Inn. I was tired and it was late. I decided to go to my room that I shared with Chesney, Tim's older sister, that night. I opened my samsung tablet to see what was going on, on facebook. My brother, Juergen in Germany, posted that the manager of the Scorpions (German Rock band), who my brother used to play the drums for passed away. He was 58 years old and there where over 200 posts on there. So I went through all the post. People where very sad, so I scroll down and suddenly I see a peace sign and next to it... Tim Stratton and underneath it, it said R.I.P....... It was midnight and I said to Chesney look at this I just got a sign from Tim. I was so happy, I knew this was for me. I was relaxed the whole wedding day because I knew he was with us. The peace sign to me represented, all is well I am with you here.



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IN THEIR OWN WORDS

written or said by our children



IN MEMORY OF
Amanda Alicia Maria Morrow
19
May 4th 1985 - Jan 17, 2005
auto accident, head trauma
SUBMITTED BY
Bettie Murray


When Amanda was a little girl, around 5 years of age, just starting school. I explained to her and her little sister Misty, who was 3 at the time, the importance of saving money, and why. Collage, I stated, was our main goal, getting a good education was important for their future. I must have drilled this over and over into their little heads, really never taking account if they were actually grasping it. Till that one day, we were driving past a McDonalds. Misty kept asking, pleading, for a happy meal, none stop. Just as I was about to reply, Amanda spoke out with a LOUD stern voice saying.." MISTY STOP!! YOU'RE GOING TO EAT OUR COLLAGE AWAY!" Complete silence...

I recall my body shaking so stiffly, as I was trying to keep myself from laughing out loud. Such sweet memories. Thank YOU my sweet Angel "Amanda Alicia Maria Morrow"



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SPECIAL MEMORIES



IN MEMORY OF
Daniel Scott Forrester
30
2/28/70 - 1/10/01
lymphoma
SUBMITTED BY
Arlene (Dan's Mom)


PALM SUNDAY
Brings back so many memories. We would go to Mass as a family, and we would get palms and after Mass, we'd ask the Priest for a few extra. We'd go home and have breakfast. After breakfast, we'd sit at the table with our Palms and make little palm crosses and we'd give them out to Grandma, and the aunts and whoever came to mind. We'd put one in the car visor.....for safe travels. Danny loved to do this and tried to make his crosses extra special. Getting ready for Easter Sunday. How I miss those days.



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DREAMS



IN MEMORY OF
Randy Reed Hecox
30 Years
1/7/69 to 7/23/99
GSH
SUBMITTED BY
Ali Hecox


I never dream of Randy any more. Boo Hoo. But when I did he was always a boy of 9 or so. Never as an adult.

There was one dream right after he died where he sat on my bed for real and told me "I'm here mom". I felt the mattress go down and when I reached over, there was no one there.

I miss my signs and dreams of him, it's like I'm not remembered anymore.



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FUNNY MEMORIES OF OUR CHILDREN



IN MEMORY OF
Christopher Neil Thomas
16
September 12,1989- november 19,2005
Truck wreck
SUBMITTED BY
Patsy mama to Christopher


Christopher always has friends to come and hang around with us. We had a camper set up at a lake and in the field around us and there were cows in the field. One Saturday afternoon I was in the camper and looked out the window and lord there was my son rinding across the pasture with a calf in the back of the truck!!! Yes a calf!!! He got up to the camper to show his friends and I went out and ask what in the world are you doing ? He said mama the calf was all alone. So he loaded it up to go find its mama!!! I could have died laughing right there!!! He didn't know that the mama knew where her baby was!!! Bless his heart he was just trying to help the poor calf!!! Such a loving soul he was!!!! But to see him riding a calf around was absolutely priceless!!! Such wonderful memories. The other kids still laugh about that to this day!!



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OUR CHILDREN'S ACHIEVEMENTS, TALENTS, HONORS, AWARDS, AND UNIQUE CHARACTERISTICS



IN MEMORY OF
Brandon Wesley Sgaggero
29
4/7/78 - 3/6/08
Narcotic Intoxication-morphine and methadone
SUBMITTED BY
Tammie-Brandon's Mom


BRANDON SGAGGERO is my son. He was born in Anchorage, Alaska in Elmendorff Air Force Base on April 7,1978 and died in a little civil war town in Maryland called "Funkstown," on March 6, 2008.

At the age of 20, he and a buddy joined the Army. At that time, volunteers were given 1) choice of duty station and 2) $40,000 toward college. His buddy was given the rank of E2 for talking Brandon into joining with him. They drove down to Baltimore to take a written test to see if they were qualified for the job of TRUCK DRIVER. As the beginning of Brandon's luck would start, he was told he was "qualified" and needed for a much needed position of Chemical Operations Specialist. He could go to Hawaii for his duty station after training at Ft. McClellan, AL. And his buddy was given the opportunity to go Airborne! So, they separated ....... We attended Brandon's graduation after five months of training in Alabama and brought him home with us for a short period of leave time. Then, he left for Hawaii. I fell apart. The war in Afghanistan was the big fear, 9/11 happened. .. I didn't talk to him except by phone and that wasn't very often. There were no smart phones, Skype, lap tops or internet back then. Letters were precious to me and I still have every one of them.

Leave time was cancelled because of high alerts, training became more intense, and his letters were being written with such an urgency to see us. This broke my heart. He was in charge of training soldiers in Nuclear and Biological Warfare. And while I was being reassured by my father that Brandon was actually safer than we were here in the D.C. area (as the fighter jets patrolled the skies constantly.), I still knew he would be safer at home with me!

Only after Brandon got out of the Army did he tell me that his job would have been extremely dangerous because Brandon would have been responsible to secure the front line ahead of the infantry division from any hazardous materials. He was looking out for me and said that he didn't want me to know what he did in case he had gotten deployed.

While serving eight years in the Army, Brandon received many Good Conduct Medals. He was Soldier of the Year in his Division and Distinguished Honor Graduate ---- both within a two week period. He beat out Second Lieutenants for this accomplishment. He was also NBC NCO....I was very proud of my son.

Well, Brandon was honorably discharged from the Army in 2006 after serving eight years. He was deployed from this earthly life by narcotic intoxication on March 6, 2008. I found him and when I think about the possibility that he could have been killed in war and I wouldn't have had the chance to hold my precious child, I find some comfort in that.



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MEMORIALS

ROAD SIDE, HEADSTONE, URN, GARDEN, DISPLAY, PUBLICATION, BENCH, STATUE, PLAQUE, BRICK, SIGN, STONE, ROOM, SPORT, PLACE, WEB SITE, POEM, STORY, BALLOON, CAKE, ITEM .....



IN MEMORY OF
Randy Reed Hecox
30 Years
1/7/69 to 7/23/99
GSH
SUBMITTED BY
Ali Hecox


In Memory of Randy I do a road site clean up where his name is on a mo dot (Missouri Department of Transportation) sign. I do little acts of kindness. I also became A Gold Star Mother. Plus I still talk to other moms with that loss (military) as well. In July (Randy's Angel Day) I release 2 balloons at Randy's grave site. One is an Eagle and one is a Butterfly. I also put his picture and 'In Memory of' in the local paper where he grew up every January and July. It costs but he's worth every penny. I love driving by and seeing his sign there in memory of him.



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The question answered is chosen from a list of questions
in the news section and also on the submission page.



IN MEMORY OF
Corrina Jennell Parslow
AG 18
January 15th 1987 September 29th 2005
Auto Accident
SUBMITTED BY
Michelle Parslow Drury

How long has your child been gone physically and how long does it seem like your child has been gone? Explain

Corrina has been gone for a little over 9 years now. As for how long it seems? I can describe that as "good" days and "bad" days. A good day for me is when I can remember what her voice sounds like, what it felt like to hold her hand and I can feel her with me. A bad day for me is when I can't remember her voice or feel her around me at all. On a good day it seems like only yesterday she was still here...a bad day seems like an ETERNITY since she was.



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BLESSINGS


IN MEMORY OF
Shelly Lynn Beam
32
Oct. 3, 1975 - March 26, 2008
drug overdose
SUBMITTED BY
Mom


I was 21 when I gave birth to my only child, Shelly Beam. I was so young and so happy and had no fear of ever loosing her. She was born 5 weeks early and weighed 4lbs 4oz. I never even worried when I knew she was going to be born early. I was totally shocked when they were concerned about her breathing. Well, she turned out to be perfectly fine after a few minor set backs. It was like I was blind to anything bad happening to her. When Shelly turned 16 and started using drugs I thought rehab for her and then she will be fine. But it never got fine. She battled her addiction off and on until at the age of 32 she died of an overdose. Every mother who has lost a child knows that awful feeling of still being here on earth and alive but dead on the inside.

During those last5 years of Shelly's life my stepson gave birth to a little boy who I end up raising because his mother had a drug addiction. Little did I realize that God had given me this special little boy because he knew that he would have to take Shelly away from me and take her. Shelly loved Evan also and he loved her. When she died, I wanted to die right along with her. At that time Evan was now 5. He did not want to see me crying and yet he never wanted to leave my side. I now realize that God had put Evan right where he wanted him to be, with me. Evan's mother continued to get better and better and totally changed her life. He now lives with his parents and still comes to my house every Friday night. I thank God everyday for giving me Shelly and then giving me Evan. He is now 12 and a great boy. I know Shelly is watching over me and wants me to be happy while I am still here, but she also knows that I can't wait for that wonderful day when I will be reunited with her once and that I will never have to be separated from her ever again. As angry as I was with God when he took my Shelly I am twice as happy for him giving me Evan to show me his love for me is greater thank death could take away. I am truly blessed!

And Shelly, I Love you more than the sky! Love Mom



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IN MEMORY OF
Daniel Scott Forrester
30
2/28/70 ~ 1/10/2001
non-hodgkins lymphoma
SUBMITTED BY
Arlene (Danny's Mom)


APRIL ~ the month of re-birth. The flowers begin to bloom, the birds begin to sing, Easter...the risen Christ. And yet, I think of Christine & Robin's son....Luke. April is the month he left this earth. But, now that I really think about it.....it's also the month of HIS re-birth. He left his temporary "life" and God took him to his permanent "life", his eternal HOME. As sad as it is, losing a child....Luke sends his parents...undeniable signs that his life has not ended. His spirit lives on, and he took all that was good in his life with him. All the LOVE - from his parents, his beloved sister, his friends, his pets, his music, it all went with him. 14 years went by with the blink of an eye. And I know, before we know it, we will all be together again, with our children, for all eternity.....in Paradise, with God our Father. Thinking of you Luke, on your Heaven Day. YOU ARE LOVED.



IN MEMORY OF
Christopher Ronald Faller
7-1/2 years
May 7, 1990 - March 24, 1998
viral tumors after successful piggyback heart transplant
SUBMITTED BY
Maria, Christopher's mommy forever


Dear Christine - Wow, your newsletter just keeps getting better and better! I was in awe reading the story of you meeting the little boy named Luke, who was also wearing an orange shirt like your Luke loved the color orange. I was so saddened to hear of Terrie's passing. Although I did not really "know" her myself, I had heard a lot of good things about her from other Angel moms, and I had read some of her submissions to your newsletter. She is one of the fortunate ones, who now is reunited with her son. I believe!

thank you for including my submissions for my son Christopher. I cannot comprehend that it will be 17 years since I have seen his face, heard his voice, held his little hand in mine. I am sure there are so many bereaved parents who feel the same way, and my heart just aches for all of them. I do cry lots of tears while reading your newsletter, but I also find a lot of comfort in reading it as well.

love and hugs,

maria

Christopher's mommy forever



IN MEMORY OF
Adam R. Fiock
26
July 1, 1981 October 6, 2007
Self inflicted wound
SUBMITTED BY
Christine Adam's M♡M


Dear Christine,

First of all, Thank you.🌹.

Second, I am sure you are in pain from the temporary loss of your friend, Terrie. I am sure she sent so many submissions so every month she is waving hi to you.

Third, thank you for the beautiful newsletter this month. (I watch Notre Dame football. They used to show the gold dome with the Irish Blessing stated in the background. I keep emailing to bring it back. They might do better).



IN MEMORY OF
Jason Beau Morgan
23
07/31/1979 - 10/10/2002
Aneurysm
SUBMITTED BY
Diane, Beau's Mom


Easter was a wonderful time for Beau. He and his brother, Brad, when they were young boys loved to die eggs; we had so much fun doing this every Easter. Oh how I wish, he was here for this Easter. I would imagine if he was still here on Earth, he would have his own children, and we would be dying Easter eggs, and having Easter Egg hunts. I miss him so, but I cannot change what life brings. We would always get to together at my Mom and Dad's to celebrate Easter with food, Easter egg hunts, and Beau was always the life of the gathering, being funny, and acting crazy with Brad (his brother), Christa (his cousin), Bryan (his cousin), and Dustin (his cousin).They were alway goofing off. He joked and played with his cousin, Devyn. She was a little tot then. For his last Easter, I remember that he was joking around, eating the potato salad I fixed, stuck his tongue out, and said, "I love my Mama's potato salad." When he walked into the house, he always addressed his MaMa, "Hey Beautiful!" Beau, I miss you so much and dedicate this Easter to you wishing you were still here to make us laugh and have so much fun for Easter. Happy Easter in Heaven my love! You are in my heart forever!



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1. What do you think Heaven is like?

2. Based on your personal experience what would you say to someone that has just lost their child and what hope could you give them?

3. How long has your child been gone physically and how long does it seem like your child has been gone? Explain

4. Do you feel as if your child has been forgotten by some family members and friends? Explain

5. Do you think our children that have died miss us? Explain

6. How has the death of your child changed you?

7. If you could choose to relive any day that you spent with your child, what day would you choose and why?

8. How would you define the grief that is felt with the loss of a child?

9. How has your life changed between the day your child died and now?

10. Does your child communicate with you from the other side? Explain

11. Did you have a premonition of your child's death? Explain






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Special thanks for Bringer of Light Newsletter submissions this month:

Susan Milam
Tammy, forever Josh's Mom
Tammie Sgaggero-Brandon's Mom
Mom of Dennis Christopher Tucker
Alan ~ father to Crawford
Florence McSween
Mom of Timothy Stratton, Karin Haley
Bettie Murray
Arlene (Dan's Mom)
Ali Hecox
Patsy, mama to Christopher
Michelle Parslow Drury
Mom of Shelly Beam
Maria, Christopher's mommy forever
Christine, Adam's Mom
Diane, Beau's Mom
Robin Ross, Luke's Dad
Terrie Whiteman, Joey's Mom

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"When there is love in my heart and a smile on my face,
I need nothing else." ~ Luke Ross

"MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU"