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THE NATURE OF GRIEF

There is a kind and gentle man that is the type of dad that dreams are made of. He never misses a soccer game, or an awards day, or a school presentation, or anything for his kids. When his kids are sick, he is there. When his kids are honored, he is there. When his kids just need their dad, he is there. Working hard and long hours is done only to produce wonderful family vacations and to provide his children with the things they need or the things that he wants them to have. But the most important thing he provides for his kids is....LOVE. His FAMILY comes first..... above and beyond anything else. It is understood at his job that NOTHING comes before his family. My children are lucky enough to have this kind of dad.

I reacall a time long ago when there was a sound of joy that came from deep within the soul of this dad as he stood there in the delivery room and first learned that he was the father of a "son". He held his baby so close as his eyes filled with tears. As his little baby grew older he became his dad's piggy back partner, his pitch and catch partner, his fishing partner, his camping partner, his mountain biking partner, his skiing partner, and his partner at work as they shared a job together. The death of his son literally brought this man to his knees. He prayed, kneeling below the window of his son's room, his eyes once again filled with tears and then that sound that came from deep within his soul was released, but this time not because of joy, but because of knowing that his son lie dead just beyond that window.

Sometimes a father and son have that 'special' relationship that is created because of a love that is shared. Their love is not an obligated love, but a love that transcends expectation. A love like these two share cannot be separated by the lack of physical presence. They continue to share in each other's spirits on this earth. One day this dad's eyes will fill with tears and that sound from deep within will be released because of joy, as his soul and his son's soul will reunite as father and son....... FOREVER on the other side.

There are many that have been a special father figure in some child's life. Sometimes this father figure comes in the form of a mom who has taken on both roles of a parent because of reasons beyond her control. Some father figures are those men that have loved a child and that child loved them and looked up to them. But whatever the situation, the nature of a father is to be with his children, not to be without them.

Oh how we long to just see our children once again and be with them once again. We can imagine that we see them, but is it really our imagination or are they really there? When we see someone that resembles our child, it takes our breath away and tears begin to fall. We can hear their voices in our minds, those voices that have a direct line from Heaven. Sometimes we think we need that reassurance that we see them, or that they speak to us.... but in reality, we need nothing but what we know from the nature of our hearts.

The nature of the earth is probably one of the best healers of grief. We can see our children in the sunrise, and we can taste them in the rain. The afternoon breeze brings their scent to us and we can feel their touch in the shadows of the evening. When the world is at its quietest that is when we can hear our children the most. The spirits of our children fill up all of our senses. We long for their love, we long for their laughter, we long to always be with them.... but most of all we long to be the one that dies in their arms, the one that dies first. But all of these senses that are aroused by the gift of nature returns our children to us in ways that we thought were impossible. Our children are here with us always because that..... is their nature

© 2011 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






THE SLEEPLESS NIGHT

I woke up early this morning
Just as the sun was beginning to rise.
I reached out for my husband.
He wasn't there, to my surprise.

I arose and went to the window.
On the porch was his shadowy form.
He was probably just reminiscing
In the misty veil of the dawn.

Silently I remained inside
Hidden secretly from his sight.
Allowing him his solitude
Outside in the pale moonlight.

His silhouette took my breath away.
The eerie resemblance of our son
The one that died many years ago
Leaving us grieving and so alone.

Quiet tears began to fill my eyes
With memories of life and joy.
Longing once more for days gone by.
Wishing my husband still had his boy.

I pondered in the stillness
The pain this man should have been spared.
I wanted to go out and hug him
And tell him how much I cared.

I dared not disturb his reverie
Because I know how I cherish mine,
So I waited inside just watching him
As the clock ticked away the time.

I felt a warm hand on my shoulder,
A whisper "You can't sleep either hun?"
I turned quickly away from the window.
Standing next to me was my husband.

So I gazed back out the window.
The silhouette I had seen was gone.
Then my husband said "It's okay sweetie,
"He's been out there all night long."


© © 2007 - Christine Ross
in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001
Published in
LIVING WITH LOSS MAGAZINE
Summer 2007, Volume 22 No. 2
Bereavement Publications, Inc.

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BRINGER OF LIGHT.
The name LUCAS means Bringer of Light




ANNIE'S SONG

You fill up me senses like a night in a forest
Like the mountains in springtime, like a walk in the rain
Like a storm in the desert, like a sleepy blue ocean
You fill up my senses come fill me again.

Come let me love you, let me give my life to you
Let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms
Let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you
Come let me love you, come love me again.

~ AS PERFORMED BY: John Denver
~ WRITTEN BY: John Denver





"Annie's Song" is a song recorded and written by singer-songwriter John Denver. It was his second number-one song in the United States, occupying that spot for two weeks in July 1974. "Annie's Song" also went to number one on the Easy Listening chart.

"Annie's Song" was written as an ode to Denver's then-wife, Annie Denver. Denver wrote this song in about ten minutes one day on a ski lift in Aspen, Colorado as the physical exhilaration of having just skied down a very difficult run and the feeling of total immersion in the beauty of the colors and sounds that filled all senses inspired him to think about his wife.

Annie Denver recalls: 'Initially it was a love song and it was given to me through him, and yet for him it became a bit like a prayer.'

This song has been adopted by Sheffield United Football Club, from Sheffield, England. The first few lines are played to a home crowd at the beginning of each half of the game, the fans then sing along but with altered words that relate to the Club.

Denver was an avid pilot and died while flying his personal aircraft at the age of 53. He was one of the most popular acoustic artists of the 1970s. His renown in the state of Colorado, which he sang about numerous times and where he lived in Aspen, influenced the governor to name him Poet Laureate of the state in 1974, and for the state legislature to adopt "Rocky Mountain High" as one of its state songs in 2007.

~ SOURCE: WIKIPEDIA





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ANNIVERSARY AND BIRTHDAY
DEDICATIONS

JUNE BIRTHDAYS

Tommy Childress 18
Matthew Ross 36 min
Stephen Wilson 20
Brenden Stump 17
Bradford Halpin 21
Kimberly Carlson 15
Amy Clein 45
Jacob McLeod-Steinmetz 13 Dennis Tucker 26
Amanda Whitton 22
Judi Archuleta 31
Craig Copsey 28
Jason Dunn 22
John Gabriel 32
Dennis Tucker 26
Brian Selhorst 22
Jesse Pecco 22
Adrienne Ingram 28
Justin Smith 24
Brad Cordial 17
Bradford WAYNE Wells 42

JUNE ANNIVERSARIES

Kimberly Carlson 15
Matthew Ross 36 minutes
Justin Hocker 24
Grace Miceli 20
Jennifer Degeneres 42
Scott Schroeder 20
Joey Chretien 25
Amy Clein 45
Jacob McLeod-Steinmetz 13
Margo Schwartz 19
Amanda Whitton 22
John Thomas 31
Joe Scalise 18
Jonathan Witty 16
Jeremy Storts30
Dominic Compano 17
Kerri Nicole Larsen
Chad Norris 20
Daniel Staib 23
Heather "Niki" Weed 18
Amanda Stewart 3
Davey Dunavant 9
Erik Villela-Simone 17

IN MEMORY OF
Brian Selhorst
22
June 13, 1986 to May 1, 2005
Leukemia (ALL)
SUBMITTED BY
Mary Ann (momdukes)



Dear Brian,

You were born on Friday the 13th and that was the greatest day of my life. Since that day the 13th has no longer been considered bad for me. I love and miss you so much.

I want to wish you a Happy Angel Birthday. It is hard to believe you are 29 years old. Before you were born, Friday the 13th made people scared of the day. But when you were born on Friday the 13th it became my extra special day. Never to be scared again.

I thank you for being my son and grateful that I was your Mother. You are my special son and don't ever forget how much I love you and now miss you so so much.

I will always remember the great things we did together. If only we could go back and start all over again. You are not only my son, but my best friend.

Till we are together again I love and miss you so much.

Your Mom (momdukes) always

IN MEMORY OF
Jesse E. Pecco
22
June 14, 1978-August 14, 2000
Homicide
SUBMITTED BY
Deborah Santos

Happy Birthday in Heaven Jesse... Mommy loves & misses you so much...

IN MEMORY OF
Matthew Ross
36 minutes
6/7/72 - 6/7/72
Congenital kidney failure
SUBMITTED BY
Mom (Rhonda)

Matthew, on June 7th, 1972 you were born and became an angel. For 43 years you've been loved and remembered. I look forward to holding you when we meet in Heaven.

IN MEMORY OF
Jennifer DeGeneres
42
October 16, 1969 - June 22, 2012
Complications of Lupus

In the arms of an angel......

IN MEMORY OF
Jonathan Steven Witty
16
October 24 1985 / June 7 2002
car accident
SUBMITTED BY
Jonathan's Mom June



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QUOTES:

MEMBER QUOTE:


In memory of
Radomir Rade
33 years
5/15/64 - 11/14/97
Brain Tumor


"When I lost him I lost my life, my hope, my dreams, and everything." ~ Donna Ciric, 2011

MEMORIAL QUOTE:


IN MEMORY OF
Dominic Michael Campano
17
1/29/91 - 6/10/08
GSWM
SUBMITTED BY
Susan Campano-Readel


"Grief is not a disorder, a disease or a sign of weakness. It is an emotional, physical and spiritual necessity, the price you pay for love. The only cure for grief is to grieve." - Earl Grollman


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


"We quickly find there are no words to describe the experience of losing a child. For those who have not lost a child, no explanation will do. For those who have, no explanation is necessary." Mary Lingle, TCF, Tyler TX



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LETTERS


IN MEMORY OF
Dominic Michael Campano
17
1/29/91 - 6/10/08
GSWM
SUBMITTED BY
Susan Campano-Readel


Dear Dominic,

We all miss you so much honey. I know you're doing well and in good hands. I think about you every day and wish you were here. In January you had your 24th birthday! I love to think about what you might look like now & if you would have any children by now. You sure had enough practice with all those nephews you have! Your niece who is named after you has a lot of your traits! (Good and bad!) Damon looks so much like you, I am now calling him Little Dunk! I honestly think he likes it!

I listen to music that reminds me of you & sometimes I cry and sometimes it makes me feel better. I just wish you wouldn't have left so soon.....I just wish you would've called me that morning. I hate to think of how hard it was for you that morning in June 2008. It breaks my heart to think of the things that must've been going through your mind. Your beautiful mind. I am so proud to have been your mother, I only wish that I hadn't failed you when you needed me most.

Please know that NO ONE has forgotten you. Your friends are still so sad & think of you all the time. I wish I could help them but I don't have the words to help them. I have issues understanding it all myself.

Please rest peacefully, my precious boy and always know I love you and miss you so much.

Mommy



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LIFE STORIES


IN MEMORY OF
Crawford Alan Carnahan
18
August 21, 1988 ~ May 11, 2007
Leptospirosis
SUBMITTED BY
Alan Carnahan ~ Father

I had a premonition on the morning of May 4th 2007 when Crawford became violently sick in the early morning eventually leading to his death days later.

My "dream" or premonition...was at 3:30AM in the morning.

I had gone down to Elizabethtown, KY with my golf "buddies" the Saturday before Crawford got sick. For the last 4 years; we have gone down there the first week of May to spend a week playing golf.

I would call home every night and check in with my wife and then call Crawford on his cellphone. He would be out with his friends in the neighborhood after school each day.

On Friday morning, May 4th 2007, at 3:30AM; I woke up from a "dream" sweating and with my heart racing. I don't remember what that "dream" was about; just that I had an overwhelming feeling that...my son was dying.

I told myself that it was just a "dream", but I had never dreamt about anyone dying before. I couldn't sleep the rest of the morning. I waited until I knew that my wife would be up for work and then called back home. I asked her if everything was alright with Crawford and told her about my "dream". She told me that he had remarked to her that he was feeling sick to his stomach, had vomited and had diarrhea that morning. He also woke up with a severe stiff neck. She asked him if he wanted to stay home. He told her, "No", and insisted on going to school since he was finishing up his finals for graduation. She believed that he was alright since he felt strong enough to go to school.

I found out later from his friends that he was having to leave the classroom every 10-15 minutes because of his vomiting and diarrhea. He complained of feeling very sick and "burning up" with fever. His friends said that he laid his head down on his desk and moaned. They had never seen him this way. He was always so strong. He finished out the school day and came home and then went back out with his friends. His friends meant so much to him and he wanted to be with them even though he was very sick. He was sweating very profusely and still had a fever. His friends told him to go home and get some rest. He stayed a little longer..."It was just a stomach flu"...he thought.

I called my son on his cellphone and asked him how he felt. I believe, as a typical teenager; my son didn't want to admit how bad he was feeling. He wanted to be strong and didn't want to show a "weakness" around his friends. He was very good at ignoring pain all his life. This disease must have been very painful. He told me that he, "Must have a case of the stomach flu again like I had last year". He also remarked about his severe stiff neck. He thought that he slept wrong on his pillow.

Well; we know better, now.

The "flu symptoms"; vomiting, fever, and diarrhea plus the stiff neck (symptoms of meningitis and jaundice) were the 1st stages of Leptospirosis.

I arrived home Saturday and he had gotten worse. He had stayed in his room all day with chills and a high fever. When we checked his temperature; it was 105 degrees. He now was complaining of chest pains and he wasn't coughing. This didn't resemble a stomach flu any longer. I asked him if he felt like he could walk out to the car because we needed to get him to a hospital right away. He said; "Sure; I'm not that sick, Dad".

Well; we know better, now.

He walked to the car and into the emergency room. Later, the doctors told us that they were amazed that he did that since his heart and blood pressure were only 10% of normal capacity. The parasites had severely infected his heart which shut down the blood flow to all his other organs. All of his organs were now failing.

I asked my son what time, approximately; that he starting feeling sick. He told me that he woke up Friday morning on the 4th at 3:30AM sick to his stomach. 3:30AM!....3:30AM was when I woke from my "dream".

On the main page of Crawford's website that I made for him; I explain Leptospirosis in depth and even have pictures. The address is below

http://crawford-carnahan.virtual-memorials.com/ In memory of my son, Crawford

Your Loving Father



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POETRY



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

May 1st


My son left for another plane.
His time was up.
Time for him to step onto the train.

I hibernate like a bear,
Like a raccoon, a mask I wear.
I venture out like a bat in the dark, I scurry through the stores for food.
Fast as a cheetah, Wary as a rabbit about to be eaten.

I run back to my nest, but my babies don't need me-
they are at their best.



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SIGNS



IN MEMORY OF
Jason Christopher Dunn
22
June 5, 1974-March 13, 1997
Accidental Gun Shot
SUBMITTED BY
Susie Dunn


Lad (Jason's brother) never stopped at the cemetery. he always toots his horn but he would never stop. He didn't believe in "signs"... well one day just as he tooted his horn his car died.right In front of the cemetery. It started right back up. there was no problems with it. Jason was just saying hi. He knew that would differently get his attention. He also had a golf cart chase him.. Backwards. Then he started to get dimes.. his Dad gets dimes too.. never where they should be. He is a believer now.

A few years ago he was at a race in Oklahoma in late fall. He got up to the lights and his race car was covered with purple butterflies. They weren't anywhere else.just on his car. His race car is purple. It's his favorite color.



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IN THEIR OWN WORDS

written or said by our children



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


When Adam was little, he had a soft dog house with Snoopy and Woodstock made out of fabric. He loved the toy, but he called Snoopy "Noopy and Woodstock, he called "Stock.

It was so cute.



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SPECIAL MEMORIES



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


Special memory with LUKE:

I came home from work early one day and asked LUKE if he would like to take the jeep through Box Canyon (a very rugged off-road canyon in central Arizona). LUKE was about 15 years old. He said yes and we took off, just the two of us. The canyon was about an hours drive away.

We arrived at the entrance to the canyon, a narrow passage just a little wider than the jeep, with about 200 foot high walls on both sides. We started through the canyon and talked about how cool it was to be inside of this canyon. At one point we had to get out of the jeep, with just enough room to open the doors. We got out and had to move some big rocks around so the jeep could go over them. Our time in the canyon was a couple of hours. When we came out of the canyon, we both were amazed at what we had just completed, the beauty and ruggedness of the canyon.

This was and still is a very special time that LUKE and I had together, one that I will always remember.

Thank you LUKE for that time and for the memory, for all time.

I love and miss you LUKE,
Dad



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DREAMS



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


I haven't had many dreams about Brandon, but the ones I have had are WITH him. The last one I had was eerie. It took place in the dining room of our old house. I remember it being dark and I was standing in front of the French doors. I bumped into something that was to my left and it was very hard. It startled me, but at the same time I knew it was Brandon. I began asking him in a very calm voice how he was and how Heaven was. He seemed very quiet and distant. ..



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FUNNY MEMORIES OF OUR CHILDREN



IN MEMORY OF
Dominic Michael Campano
17
1/29/91 - 6/10/08
GSWM
SUBMITTED BY
Susan Campano-Readel


I became a single mother of 4 children when Dominic was just 4 months old. We lived on a street in a very quaint, close knit neighborhood, LOADED w/ kids of all ages & wide varieties of interests & tons of activities going on all day, every day.

The 1st few times Dominic came in the house to change clothes because he & "his dudes" were going to switch activities (for instance...they were playing baseball & were now going to ride bikes) & this meant EVERY TIME he & his dudes were changing activities/sports, Dominic changed his clothes, as well. I'd guess he was between 3 & 4 yrs old @ this point.

Given the atmosphere of the neighborhood & the amount of kids all around, I never thought much of Dominic & "his dudes" & their playing various games throughout the day.

One day, he came in all out of breath, sweating & asking for a drink. I gave him his cold drink & he went into this very detailed story about what he & his dudes had done. I asked him if his dudes needed a drink, too, & he continuously said no, no, no.

Finally, he came home one day when I called him in for dinner & he told me, very seriously & matter-of-factly, not to ask for his dudes to eat dinner with us because they were in Florida on vacation.

It was that day, at that moment, that it hit me! HIS DUDES were imaginary friends! It was hysterical to hear him tell very detailed accounts of things he & "HIS DUDES" had done!!! He was so damn cute!

Susan Campano-Readel
Dominic Michael Campano's mom
1-29-91 ~ 6-10-08



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



IN MEMORY OF
Dennis Christopher Tucker
26
6-11-60 / 9-16-86
accidental
SUBMITTED BY
mom


Dennis Christopher Tucker has always excelled in everything he did: studies, music, mechanics, humanitarian, well-dressed gentleman at all times. I'm proud of him to this day and into eternity for his achievements beginning with grade school. When in the 5th grade, I was called to the principal's office to be told that Dennis was doing 8th grade level in school and would be placed in classes with other 8th graders. His music teacher also indicated that Dennis had such musical talent playing the trumpet and had a strong lung capacity and natural talent to play the trumpet that we should consider buying a trumpet with a larger bore to accommodate the sound that Dennis is capable of. This was done.

Dennis was an honor student throughout his schooling and received a full-scholarship to Amherst College, a private university in New England. He was studying to become a doctor and also played trumpet, classical in symphonies and popular songs in plays and stage productions. He also puttered with his cars, being an afficianado of sports cars. He had a '67 Mustang Convertible as well as an '82 Mustang GT.

Dennis was my hope for contributing to the world in some way because everthing he did in his life was exceptional and outstanding. I am proud to have had him in my life for 26 short years.



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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 .....


ENCORE PRESENTATION FROM MARCH 2013




IN MEMORY OF
Joey Marshall Whiteman
21 years 360 days
09/08/80-09/03/02
auto accident, blunt force trauma to aoerta
SUBMITTED BY
Joey's Mom, Terrie (now in Heaven with her son)


This poem was written and read by Terrie, Joey's Mom, at his service on September 3, 2002.

My Dearest Joey,

Today I have so many thoughts on all you are, my son
I’ve watched you grow from child to man,
And proud for what you’ve done.

I love you more than you will know
Remember through your life,
Mommy loved you first of all and will throughout your life.

Parents seldom realize until the son is grown
The many ways he touched their hearts or how the time has flown
He learns so much, too fast it seems, you can’t believe the pace
Then suddenly the boy is gone, and who’s this in his place?
The young man filled with more than dreams,
But hopes and promise too
Facing life on his own terms, with visions to pursue

And though we always trusted,
You’d be second best to none
We never knew how proud we’d be to say
There goes “Our Son”.



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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
Joey Marshall Whiteman
21 years 360 days
09/08/80-09/03/02
auto accident, blunt force trauma to aoerta
SUBMITTED BY
Joey's Mom, Terrie (now in Heaven with her son)

1. What do you think Heaven is like?

I don't know for sure but I do hope that Heaven is a beautiful place, with gardens and benches. It is like school and we are there to learn, not just mistakes but things we never were able to understand before.

Terrie/Joey's Mom



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BLESSINGS



IN MEMORY OF
Geoffrey Philip James Edwards
18
6 May 1984 to 22 May 2002
overdose
SUBMITTED BY
Karen Lyn Jenkins


I was truly blessed to have my son, Geoffrey Philip James Edwards. I was told by 3 different doctors that the chances of me becoming pregnant were slim to none. I had used a dalkon shield for birth control years ago and it damaged my uterus horribly. No one knew at the time how damaging that dalkon shield would be. I never became pregnant in the years after its removal and truly believed I would never have a child. When I became pregnant with my Geoff, his father had decided that we no longer had a relationship. I was 4 months pregnant at the time and knew I would have this child.

I was so blessed when he was born. It was a hard life as a single parent with a baby who needed specialty formula and special doctors. I just kept moving and raising that beautiful boy. He was a very colicky baby and cried constantly from stomach issues. Even the special formula did not help his tummy. He outgrew the stomach issues but I continued with his careful diet.

I raised that little boy until he was 18 years old. A so called friend of his gave him an overdose of heroin and never let us know. We found him dead in his bed the next morning. The grief and sorrow I feel has not abated in 13 years. I continually wonder what he would have been had he lived. I grieve so deeply and feel as if my heart has been torn apart. I live and continue on in his name and memory.

We give out a Memorial Scholarship in his name every year. It is all I can do at this point in time. I visit the cemetery where he is entombed and bring flowers and wreaths for every season. I cry and weep and know it isn't fair that he is dead. I do feel that I was blessed to have had him at all. The fool who overdosed him lives on and has a child now; I do know that one day he will pay for what he did. Karma is going to be his downfall. I don't wish him evil but I know we always pay dearly for our stupidity.

I was blessed with Geoffrey Philip James Edwards for 18 years. Could I have loved more time??? You bet I would have loved to see his babies and his wife. It is not to be but I at least had my dream - a child of my heart and soul.



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


Christine,

Thank you.🌹 for the newsletter, and for mentioning the military children.

Luke wants to wish you a Happy Mother's Day. 🎶🌷.I think the story that he told you, I hope reassures you that he was not afraid. Your friend Terri has such a good mother's day. Don't worry.
May the force be with you.



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