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2014
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When Luke was 7 months old he got to feast on his very first chocolate cake. I just put his cake on a paper plate, sat it in front of him on the tray of his high chair, and let him go at it. He had a wonderful time and was covered from head to toe with chocolate cake and chocolate icing. So I brought him into the kitchen and held him as he stood on the kitchen counter next to the sink. I took off all of his clothes and started wiping him down with a wash cloth. I guess the water and the coolness of the cloth made him pee. Well, he was perfect aim..... because he peed right in center of the open sugar bowl.

A few years later, every night at dinner Luke would say..."Mommy, I want the orange things with the hole in the middle." I had no idea what he was talking about, but every night he would continue to ask for the "orange things with the hole in the middle." Then one night when we all sat down at the dinner table, Luke got this huge smile on his face and said......"IT'S THE ORANGE THINGS WITH THE HOLE IN THE MIDDLE." I had made Mac and cheese that night! We were all so glad to finally know what he was talking about. So from that day on, up until the day he died at the age of 21, Luke loved the orange things with the hole in the middle. At his service, on his memorial table we displayed a box of mac and cheese!

One night our little family had been invited to my brother and sister-in-laws home. This would be the first and last time. They had a beautiful home that was full of 'fine' antiques. They had this one particular room that they called the sitting room, although no one ever dared sit in there. It was more like a museum than a room, and not a place for a little boy of three and his big sister Emily of five. So on our way over to their house, I gave Emily and Luke a lecture about not touching any thing in the house. I also told them that their Aunt had a special room that you could not go in, and that it was 'a room that you just look at'. I wasn't even sure the kids were listening when I told them, but I sure hoped that they were. Well, when we arrived we were seated in the formal dining room at a huge table that Emily and Luke could barely even see over. Everyone was having a normal conversation and out of the corner of my eye I saw Luke looking all around the room and out into the hall. When I saw that I got a nervous feeling in my stomach. THEN what I hoped would not happen HAPPENED! Luke looked straight at his Aunt and said....."Where is that room that you just look at?" I found myself looking for a place to hide under that huge dining room table.

Dinner at our home usually started with a prayer. Robin, Luke's Dad, would ask for a volunteer to say the blessing, but Luke never volunteered. Luke was now in Kindergarten and learning new things. On one particular night Robin didn't even have to ask for a volunteer. As we sat down at the table Luke blurted out...."I want to say the prayer." Well, Robin and I were so happy and so surprised that our little boy had finally gotten the courage to say the blessing! We all bowed our heads and Luke began his prayer...."Good food, good meat, good God, lets eat." Well of course the reverence of the moment ended in laughter.

One night when Luke was 7 years old we all went to dinner at a resturant similar to Chili's. On the table there was this jar full of straws wrapped in paper. For Luke, this meant party time. We were all looking at the menus, except for Luke, because he was busy unwrapping all the straws and placing them all over his face. He put one behind each ear, one IN each ear, one up each nostril, one attached to each eye tooth, and one in each corner of his mouth. He was acting silly and we all laughed at his comedy act. But after a while we told Luke that he needed to look at the menu so that we could order dinner. So he picked up the menu, still with all of the straws protruding from his head, and leaned back in his chair to get in a comfortable position to look at the menu. Just as he did, the legs of the chair slipped on the wooden floor, Luke went back, landed directly oh his back on the floor, all sprawled out with eight straws coming out of his head. Everyone in the restaurant turned to see what the crash was and SAW what I just described. Luke had a surprised look on his face, but not the least bit embarrased. He burst into laughter and of course the three of us did too, along with most everyone in the resturant. I was laughing so hard that I could hardly help him up off of the floor.

All throughout Luke's life he always provided the entertainment at dinner. He usually had a great story to tell, or some funny remark about his food whether it was an outdoor barbeque, or at home in the kitchen, or at someone else's home, or at a resturant, or gathered round the table at my mom's house for Thanksgiving Dinner. The memories he gave us will have to suffice until we meet him again. As we sit down to dinner this year, probably with a side of orange things with the hole in the middle, a slice of chocolate cake, plenty of straws for the drinks, while we are faced with that empty 'chair you just look at', my Thanksgiving prayer will be..."Dear God, thank you so much for the blessing of my little family and for giving me such a loving and funny and happy son to share my life with for 21 wonderful years". And then I will end my prayer with........
Good food, Good meat, Good God, Let's eat.

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






I'M THANKFUL FOR.....

I'm thankful for
many things...
peaceful dreams,
angel wings,

memories, photos,
baby books,
special keepsakes,
remembered looks,

winter's snow,
springtime's rain,
summer's sun,
autumn's flame,

Easter eggs,
Christmas trees,
jack-o-lanterns,
New Years eve,

puppies, kittens,
little boys,
little girls,
favorite toys,

sleepy sunrise,
whispered talks,
golden sunsets,
evening walks,

burning candle,
silent prayer,
flowers, music,
breath of air,

family, friends,
Heaven above,
Earth below,
cherished love,

holding hands,
saying goodbye,
hugs and kisses,
wondering why,

laughter, giggles,
lots of smiles,
happiness
for awhile.

I'm thankful for
all these things
because in them...
he remains.


© 2007 - 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

THE PRAYER

The Prayer" is a popular song written by David Foster, Carole Bayer Sager, Alberto Testa and Tony Renis. It is most commonly known as a duet between Celine Dion and Andrea Bocelli. It was released as a promotional single on March 1, 1999. The song won the Golden Globe Award for Best Original Song from the 1998 film Quest for Camelot. It was also nominated for an Academy Award for Best Original Song in 1999 and a Grammy Award for Best Pop Collaboration with Vocals in 2000. Dion also performed this song with Josh Groban.

~ SOURCE: WIKIPEDIA




THE PRAYER

I pray you'll be our eyes and watch us where we go.
And help us to be wise in times when we don't know
Let this be our prayer when we lose our way
Lead us to the place guide us with your grace
To a place where we'll be safe

La luce che tu hai
(I pray we'll find your light)
Nel cuore resterà
(And hold it in our hearts.)
A ricordarci che
(When stars go out each night,)
Eterna stella sei
Nella mia preghiera
(Let this be our prayer)
Quanta fede see'è
(When shadows fill our day)
Lead us to a place, guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we'll be safe

Sogniamo un mondo senza più violenza
Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza
Ognuno lo dia la mano al suo vicino
Simbolo di pace, di fraternità

La forza che ci dà
(We ask that life be kind)
È il desiderio che
(And watch us from above)
Ognuno trovi amor
(We hope each soul will find)
Intorno e dentro sé
(Another soul to love)

Let this be our prayer (Let this be our prayer),
Just like every child
Need to find a place, guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we'll be safe

È la fede che
Hai acceso in noi,
Sento che ci salverà


~ AS PERFORMED BY: Celine Dion & Josh Groban
~ WORDS AND MUSIC BY: David Foster, Carole Bayer Sager, Alberto Testa and Tony Renis.





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ANNIVERSARY AND BIRTHDAY
DEDICATIONS

NOVEMBER BIRTHDAYS

Brandon Mottern 25 ~ Buddy Segler 17 ~ Crissie Carrigan 15 ~ Dylan Ross 36 ~ Ian 12 ~ Jason Eggers 5 days ~ Joseph Scalise 18 ~ Laura Kimble 33 ~ Robert 42 ~ Robert Walton 1 day ~ Scott Myers 32 ~ Travis 19 ~

NOVEMBER ANNIVERSARIES

Brad Cordial 17 ~ Christopher Thomas 16 ~ Cody Edwards 21 ~ Jason Eggers 5 days ~ Joseph Cesario 33 ~ Josh Hughes 21 ~ Lindsay Brashears 18 ~ Matthew Mullis 19 ~ Michael Carico 39 ~ Michael Toth 27 ~ Michelle Greever 9 ~ Radomir Rade 33 ~ Ricky Phillips 22 ~ Robert Walton 1 day ~ Shawn Adams 38 ~ Stephen Hasbrouck 29 ~ Tasia Quackenbush 16 ~ Tracy Cox 30 ~

IN MEMORY OF: Dylan Ross
AGE: 36 years
DATES: 11/22/73 - 8/27/10
CAUSE: Pulmonary embolism
SUBMITTED BY: Rhonda (Mom)

Missing you more than ever on your 4th birthday in Heaven. Loving you forever.

Finding solace in the loving words of your best friend.

IN MEMORY OF: Michelle Marie Greever
AGE: 9 yrs 2 months, 12 days
DATES: 8/24/84 ~ 11/5/93
CAUSE: Accident
SUBMITTD BY: Cindy Jo Greever

It was 21 years ago my dear child
that you grew your wings and flew away...
to the Heavens..

Sweetest child of mine
I still miss you so...
I know God needed you but i wanted you to stay...

I needed you by my side,
always my helper and my guide...
your smile lit my world ~

Now with Daddy you are at his side...
and have lit the Heavens
along with his pride...

Our precious Daughter you will always be...
Someday my Guide to the stars
and Heaven I will see...

You my Daughter and my Best Friend
Once in Eternity
there will be no end...

All my Love Forever,
Mama

IN MEMORY OF: Stephen hasbrouck
AGE: 29
DATES: 7-17-82/11-14-11
CAUSE: Cardiac arrest
SUBMITTED BY: Maryann hasbrouck

In my dreams, you are alive and well Precious child, precious child
In my mind, I see you clear as a bell Precious child, precious child
In my soul, there is a hole That can never be filled
But in my heart, there is hope 'Cause you are with me still

In my heart, you live on Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart You will live forever... in my heart

In my plans, I was the first to leave Precious child, precious child
But in this world, I was left here to grieve Precious child, my precious child
In my soul, there is a hole That can never be filled
But in my heart there is hope And you are with me still

In my heart you live on Always there, never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart You will live forever... in my heart

God knows I want to hold you, See you, touch you
And maybe there's a heaven And someday I will again
Please know you are not forgotten until then

In my heart you live on Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart You will live forever... in my heart

~ as performed by Karen Taylor Good

IN MEMORY OF: Brandon Mottern
AGE: 25
DATES: 11/14/79 - 08/13/05
CAUSE: Murder/Gunshot
SUBMITTED BY: Robin Chasteen

I can still see your smile and hear your amazing laugh. You were loved so much. I miss you every minute of every day. Loving you always, mom

IN MEMORY OF: Tasia Marie Quackenbush
AGE: 16
DATES: August 8, 1992-November 28, 2008
CAUSE: Car accident
SUBMITTED BY: Bill & Lisa Miller

IN MEMORY OF: Cody Wade Edwards
AGE: 21
DATES: 07/01/92-11/23/13
CAUSE: loss control car accident
SUBMITTED BY: Cody's mom Renee McGary

I miss my precious son, I miss his laugh, his voice, his bear hugs, the way he says "mom", I miss every single thing about him. Until we meet again my son rest in peace. I will always be proud of you and love you with all my heart and soul. Love always and forever, Mom "My heart broke into pieces the day you left us."

IN MEMORY OF: Robert Walton
AGE: one day old
DATES: 10/Nov/63 11/Nov/63
CAUSE: Premature
SUBMITTED BY: JOAN~TAYLOR

IN MEMORY OF: Michael Dennis Carico II
AGE: 39 years
DATES: 10/27/1963 - 11/27/2002
CAUSE: Killed by a red light runner
SUBMITTED BY: Carol, Michael's Mom

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QUOTES:

FAMOUS QUOTE:

God speaks in the silence of the heart. Listening is the beginning of prayer. ~Mother Teresa

MEMBER QUOTE:

"Nothing ever dies, it only changes form. Our children live on in our hearts and in our minds." ~ Elissa Cara's Mom For Always 2013

MEMORIAL QUOTE:

IN MEMORY OF: Joey Marshall Whiteman
AGE: 21 years, 360 days
DATES: 9/8/80-9/3/02
CAUSE: Auto accident/pierced aoreta
SUBMITTED BY: Terrie (Joey's Mom)

There is no Tragedy in life like the death of a child" ~ Dwight D. Eisenhower



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LETTERS

IN MEMORY OF: Robert Walton
AGE: one day old
DATES: 10/Nov/63 11/Nov/63
CAUSE: Premature
SUBMITTED BY: JOAN~TAYLOR

{MY BABY BROTHER ROBERT}

Robert years may come and years may go.
But my love for you will always grow GB you.
Robert life seems so lonely without you.
I sometimes just sit and cry.
God called your name so softly from up above.
You closed your baby eyes and went to sleep that night.
God only takes the best Robert thats why he took you for his Angel.
Saying bye for now Robert.
Sending lots of love and million of kisses upto Heaven.
From your big sister Joan.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox



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LIFE STORIES

ENCORE PRESENTATION FROM 2011

IN MEMORY OF: Michael Dennis Carico II
AGE: 39 years
DATES: 10/27/1963 - 11/27/2002
CAUSE: Killed by a red light runner
SUBMITTED BY: Carol, Michael's Mom

I really don't know how to start this. It is so hard to write about your child in death. When Michael was born, he was the most beautiful baby boy I had ever seen. I remember telling everyone how special he was to me. Michael was always a good son, even when he was little. I never had to worry about him. He never lied to us and was always doing what he was supposed to. Michael's oldest sister Pam was born 14 months after him. He loved to hold her and kiss her. They were always so close, even up until his death. Whatever he did his sister Pam would be right there at his side. I remember Pam had an easy bake oven when she was about 4. Michael decided to see how it worked. Michael took the whole oven apart, never could get it back right. They always went fishing and camping together.

His brother Tim was born 7 years after Michael. Michael used to keep his little brother from getting into any problems with other kids. Tim will tell everyone how Michael made him tough. Tim loved him dearly. Michael taught Tim to stand up for himself.

Then when Michael was 13, his little sister Shannon was born. He was truly a big brother to Shannon. Shannon will tell you how much influence Michael was in her life. Shannon said if it wasn't for Michael she would not have made the decision she made to move and start a new life for her and her 3 children. Shannon gives all the credit to Michael for helping her grow up. Shannon turned her life around because of Michael.

Michael was a wonderful father. He was always there for his 3 children. His oldest daughter Michele(16) loved to model and he was always there for her shows. He will never be able to see her graduate from school in 2004. He bought her her class ring just a few months before he died. He was so proud of her. Michael's son Mikey III was his fishing buddy, always with Michael camping and fishing, right along with his sister Pam and her family. They still were close. When one went fishing and camping the other went. Mikey loved to be with his daddy. He would even hang out in his garage with him. Heather, Michael's youngest daughter, would sit and count his money, that was how she learned to count. He would sit with her and have his money out and teach her to count that way. Michael would sit with her and play all kinds of games, they especially loved cards.

Michael was always there to help his dad work on his truck. If he saw his dad outside working on it he came right over to help him. That is what Michael loved doing. He would let his stuff go and be there for family or his friends, always helping. He has a friend who told me after he was killed if it was not for Michael they would not have been able to by their house. He loaned them the extra money they needed. He also helped redo their plumbing and electric. He was always there for them. They miss him so much.

As far as me, his mom, he was right there when I needed him, no matter what. I have so much to be thankful for and so many good memories of Michael. He had a garage by his house and he was always in it. I told him one time all he needed was a bed and he could live in it. He had a stereo, chair and even built a desk- like area and that is where I would go at nights after work and talk to him. Michael lived right beside us. All his friends hung out there also. It is so hard to look over there now and not see the doors open and him in there. We even would have cook outs in there if it started to rain when we cooked out. Michael used to cook out a lot and it was right in the back yard. All I had to do was open my back door and there he was cooking out. I used to tease him and ask "Is chicken all you ever cook?", but he would just laugh at me. The day he was killed and I had to go to that hospital and see him, that was and will always be the worst day of my life. He was so peaceful looking. I tried so hard to wake him up but he wouldn't wake up for me. That was all I wanted. The day of Michael's memorial service there were over 200 people there. He had so many friends, ones we had never met. They all told us how much they loved him and what a great friend he was. Michael was always there for any body who needed him.

I don't now if the girl that hit the car Michael was in and killed him will ever realize what she has taken from his family and his friends. She was never charged with his death. She walks free to this day. She might not pay for it now but she will one day. All I know my world stopped the day Michael was killed. It will never be the same for me or his family.

Michael my beautiful son, I miss and love you so much. I hope one day I will be able to hold you and tell you how much I love you. I'm so sorry I couldnt keep you safe. You used to tell me not to worry about you, but I did. I wish I could have kept you safe the day you were killed. Michael I will see you again. Love and miss you so much.



Piece in the paper

"Victim leaves family behind"

Bradenton, Fla- Michael D. Carico II Had plans for Thanksgiving dinner with his family, then a camping trip with his son. But in a split second everything changed. Carico and a friend left work Wednesday and were driving to mall to pick up a turkey fryer. A vehicle driven by a young woman ran through a red light slammed into their car, according to the Florida Highway Patrol, causing Carico's life to end. The accident occurred at the intersection of U.S. 301 and Third Street West around 5 p.m. Wednesday.

Carico, who had just turned 39 one month to the day that he was killed, was flown to Bayfront Medical Center in St. Petersburg where he died. He had been a passenger in a vehicle driven by Louis Vasquez Jr. 36, who suffered minor injuries.

Troopers charged the driver of the other car, Sarah Fernandes, 19, with running a red light. She was taken to the hospital and released. Fernandes faced a mandatory court date Dec. 23 in Manatee County. Trooper Gerry Smith of the Florida Highwat Patrol told the Herald on Friday that information about the crash has been forwarded to the homicide investigators. When Carico's parents got the word that their son had been flown to the hospital, they immediately called, said Michael Carico Sr., after whom his son is named. A nurse told them they needed to get to the hospital right away. The worst news greeted the Caricos upon arrival. Doctors had pronounced their son dead at 6:15 p.m.

"You can't believe the pain to walk in the hospital and see your son dead," Carico said. " He was already gone when we got there."

On Friday, the family remained stunned and grief stricken. Michael Carico II's mother, Carol, said she doubts anything will ever be the same- even in the neigborhood because her son and his family lived next door. "He was a good family man, a good son, and a good brother", Carol Carico said. "He was always helping people. That's what he was doing when he was killed". Carico leaves behind a wife, Angie, and three children, ages 6, 11, and 16. Born in Ohio, Carico moved to Manatee County with his family when he was 10 years old, his father said. He was a Supervisor at Pierce Manufacturing Co., a Bradenton company that makes fire trucks, and formerly served as a firefighter in Samoset for three years.

His remains will be cremated and a memorial service will be held next week so all the family can be there, family members said. The family plans to release Carico's ashes into the Manatee River because, an avid fisherman, the river was his favorite spot, his mother added.



We put Michael's ashes in the river on his first anniversary. This was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. But I know he is happy in his favirate fishing spot. And will be fishing and catching all the big ones. I miss him so very much. I love you Michael Love Mom



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POETRY

IN MEMORY OF: Jason Christopher Dunn
AGE: 22
DATES: June 5 1974-March 13, 1997
CAUSE: Accidental gun shot
SUBMITTED BY: Susie Dunn-Jason's Mom

: Summer is coming to an end and once again the leaves will be turning to their most beautiful colors. This is my favorite time of year. It's when you can feel the chill in the air. You know that winter is just around the corner. The thrill of some new beginnings Along with the sadness of endings Soon another year will pass from our lives. Time we can never get back. Oh it feels like so long since you came home. Bouncing in from the fall night air. School will be starting soon.... Oh how I miss those days. Time flew by so quickly.... And then you were gone. Oh how I wish I could turn back the hands of time. I am to the point in my life where I am Starting to wish to turn them ahead. Home has a new meaning to me now. Forever home....Heaven. Away from this life on earth. Some days I can almost feel it coming. I miss you my sweet Jason.



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SIGNS

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

Dominic was famous for sucking down any beverage I had and leaving me a "sip", just so he could say, in his ornery little charming way "Look, I saved you some!" Anyhow, a butterfly w/ the same markings visited me on our boat and spent 2 FULL HOURS flitting around and landing on me. It climbed up and sat right over my heart and positioned itself so that it was looking at me, and just opened and closed its wings ever so slowly. Then it proceeded to tease my little Maltese, just like Dominic used to do. It would tickle his butt, then tickle his nose, etc. Well, the one pictured in the attached photo came to me on my front porch as I was sitting alone, just thinking about him. The butterfly had the same colors/markings as the one on the boat. It flitted around me, landed on my memorial rubber wrist bands that I wear in his honor, and for about 5 MINUTES drank my iced tea out of my big mug! It was SOOOOO DOMINIC!!!! It brought me to tears.....happy tears, I think! I know it was him!



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IN THEIR OWN WORDS

written or said by our children

IN MEMORY OF: "Manny" Manuel Marcopulos Lopez III
AGE: 26 years old
DATES: February 20, 1973 - July 11, 1999
CAUSE: Murdered
SUBMITTED BY: EleniSweetie (Mom)

Manny was in the 4th grade, his school went on a field trip to the California Academy of Science in San Francisco. I was one of the parents that went with Manny and his class to help his teacher. On that day, the Academy of Science was closed to the public so only children, teachers and parents of the students were in attendance. All the schools had their students in line according to schools when a group of disabled children in wheelchairs and helmets came through. A child in the line from Manny's class started to make rude remarks. Manny stepped out of line and faced his peers in line and said out loud to all his class, "That was rude what was said. Do you realize that any one of us could be in a wheelchair or not able to run or walk? We could be in an accident and be unable to walk or talk or worse. We are all the same, maybe the other children "look" different than us but they are not any different than you or I!" I was moved to tears by my Manny. Manny words were so loving and kind, his heart and soul was so gentle. Manny became a true man after God's Own heart. Praise Jesus.



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SPECIAL MEMORIES

IN MEMORY OF: Geoffrey Philip James Edwards
AGE: 18
DATES: 6 May 1984 - 22 May 2002
CAUSE: heroin overdose
SUBMITTED BY: Karen Lyn Jenkins

: Special Memory: Geoff was always a bit of a dare devil and liked to push the envelope. I was not a happy mother with this type of behavior and I tried hard to discourage these antics. I will never forget the one instance that truly pushed me since I am not real good with heights. I heard Geoff calling - "Mom, mom, mom." I went outside and lo and behold found him on the roof. We have a ranch style house but I was still not thrilled when he told me he could not get down. I went to the shed and got the tallest ladder I had and put it on the side of the house. He told me he could not get down the ladder without some help. Geoff was about 8 years old at the time. I had to take my fear in hand and go up that ladder and get him down. I gently grabbed him and put him on the ladder in front of me. When we hit the ground, I thought I was going to pass out. I was not sure if it was from fear for him or me. He never tried to get on the roof again; however, he did climb a huge tree and I had to get him down from there, too. I think after that time, he was more careful on what he climbed and how high he climbed. I was very happy to not have to climb to his rescue again.



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DREAMS

IN MEMORY OF: Dennis Christopher Tucker
AGE: 26
DATES: 06-11-60 09-16-86
CAUSE: accidental
SUBMITTED BY: dolores tucker

I seem to have a reoccuring dream of my son Dennis who passed while at college. My dream is that I am searching for him and cannot find him. Last night, I dreamed he was visiting a dear friend who also passed away and when I telephoned, he said Dennis had left. It seems I'm always missing Dennis and cannot find him. Dennis has been gone for 28 years; yet, my dreams of him are of a distant mode, still trying to reach him.



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FUNNY MEMORIES OF OUR CHILDREN

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

My Aunt Mary used to love taking family and friends out to eat. Christopher loved going on an "eat out," as he termed it. One afternoon when Christopher was in first grade, my Aunt Mary was taking me, Christopher and my mom out to lunch at Red Lobster. However, on the way to the restaurant, she realized that she did not have enough cash on her for the lunch. She did not like to use credit cards if she could help it. So she asked if we could stop at an ATM on the way.

She got her ATM card out, so of course Christopher wanted to know what it was, and what she was going to do with it. She told him to go ahead and put it in the ATM, and then she told him to key in the amount of cash that she wanted to take out of her account. When he keyed it in, and saw the money come out, he was flabbergasted. He said, "I have to get me one of these cards!" The look on his face was priceless. I only wish that we had thought to take a picture of him at that moment. We laughed all the way to the restaurant. I am smiling through my tears at this memory. I hope that Christopher and my Aunt Mary are remembering some of their fun times together, as they have both been reunited in Heaven.



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

IN MEMORY OF: Cody Wade Edwards
AGE: 21
DATES: 07/01/92-11/23/13
CAUSE: loss control car accident
SUBMITTED BY: Cody's mom Renee McGary

This article was written about 3 months before Cody was killed in a car accident. Street tunes: Courthouse plaza musicians both appreciated and hassled (Patrick Whitehurst/The Daily Courier ~Musician Cody Wade Edwards plays on the courthouse plaza in downtown Prescott Sunday. Edwards said he can often make $30 to $40 a day in tips depending on the weather and on how many people are strolling through the area. ) PRESCOTT - They might not be everyone's musical cup of tea, but musicians are rarely in short supply in downtown Prescott, particularly those who play in public around the courthouse plaza. Some tell them to get a job, while others drop money into their guitar cases to show appreciation for the public display. Musician Cody Wade Edwards, 20, is an on-and-off fixture at the plaza. Edwards recently returned to Prescott after a two-month stint in Phoenix. On Sunday, there he was on a bench with a guitar in his lap, playing his own brand of music. "I came up here because I lost my guitar and had to get a new one, and I managed to get a new one and only paid about $25 for it, which I made back with it," Edwards said. Besides his trip to Phoenix, he's also traveled to Florida and Texas, where's he was born. He typically plays wherever he travels. Edwards plays a mix of 80s, Indie and underground punk on his electric acoustic guitar. "I like to play songs that people don't hear all the time on the radio," he said. On a good night, he can earn $30 to $40. "It depends on how many people are out, what kind of day it is. Usually I only play on Fridays and Saturdays," Edwards said. Some days, though, he can find himself the target of those who would rather he played elsewhere. "Some people really enjoy it and like that I'm out here playing music. Other people think that I should probably get a job instead of playing on the street, because they think I'm really just out here asking for money, when really I'm just playing and enjoying myself," Edwards said. "Someone once walked up and grabbed my guitar. I thought that was kind of screwed up. Usually I don't care. Some people don't want to understand things, and that's okay with me. For me, right now, I'm just trying to heal myself mentally because I've been through a lot, like my ex-wife and personal issues. I'm trying to be less negative than I used to be." Musician and visual artist Reagan Schmissrauter said he plans to play around the plaza through Labor Day. He's most often there with his dog and an open guitar case with one-dollar bills visible inside. Schmissrauter, who lived in Prescott for three years before leaving for parts unknown, recently returned to the area for a short stint before heading to the West Coast to see the Pacific Ocean. "I'm really on vacation. It's a frugal vacation," he said, "but if I get a complaint I move on and go somewhere else." His music, he said, typically evolves from poetry written by others. "I don't write music, but I work with poets and put poetry to music. I am trying to work on a Vietnam vet right now who's got some really good poetry," Schmissrauter said. "All I'm trying to do is just spread a little love to the world."



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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: Dylan Ross
AGE: 36 years
DATES: 11/22/73 - 8/27/10
CAUSE: Pulmonary embolism
SUBMITTED BY: Mom (Rhonda Ross)
WRITTEN BY: Richard Ross, Dylan's Cousin

Think about this for a minute...or two or longer. Have you ever thought about the same thing, the same subject, or the same person EVERY single day for years? Aside from your husband/wife/kids/pets that you see every day, and I am including the weekends (that would exclude co-workers from the mix).

That's what has happened for the past years. Every day.every morning.and especially every workday when I sit at my desk and see my digital picture frame, scrolling through the few pictures that show his face.that show him in action.that shows him doing something that he loved.

It still somehow seems unreal even though I have learned to control the impulse to text or call. It still seems like a bad dream, swirling around, confusing, and then becoming more clear, allowing you to realize that, in fact, he is gone. Yes, some of the sting has faded. But like scar tissue from some injury that has long since healed, it's still sore. It inhibits your movement when you wake up in the morning. It takes a second or two to get through the initial pain, and then slowly you start to move, still in discomfort, cursing the incident that caused it.

I think we have all gone through the shock.dismay.mourning.regret.anger.and sorrow. I think we have all felt a multitude of emotions at once, not sure which to grab hold of, which one will give the most relief from the previous. All we know is we want to feel better and the plain and simple truth is that there is a part of us that knows we never will.

We have learned to cope. We have learned to manage the pain. We have learned to control our emotions. We have not, nor do I think we will ever, learn to accept it and move on. There are too many memories, too many expectations of things to come, and now, too large a hole to fill.

There are ways we have learned to occupy our time. To let the anticipation of unspoken fishing trips, cook-outs, and hunts that were to come, fade into the realization that they will not happen. There is the camp, which has occupied several weekends of blood, sweat, and plenty of tears. It has turned to a labor of love, something that MUST be done. Rebuilt...To carry on.To endure.To create a legacy to be passed on. And it will.

When I start to write, I have the best intentions. And I have been told that as a writer (a term I use very loosely) my best work is my emotional work, which I assume is the same for "real" writers out there. And in the course of writing this, I have once again become swept up in memories and daydreams of what might have been, of glorious hunts, great fishing trips, and the slow boat rides back to the camp at sunset, seeing the swirl of a bass, or the lingering flight of wood ducks, diving into some unseen pothole in the swamp to roost for the night. And the inevitable cooking and conversation of how good it was or how we can make it better, with a "tottie" in one hand and the last cigarette for the night in the other. Those are the things I will miss most.



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QUESTION ANSWERED:

Does your child speak to you from the other side? Explain
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for list of questions)

IN MEMORY OF: Adam R. Fiock
AGE: 26
DATES: 7-1-81. 10-6-2007
CAUSE: Self inflicted wound to head
SUBMITTED BY: Christine Knapp, Adam's proud mom of a soldier.

Yes, Adam speaks to me. It is not hearing a voice out loud; it is more of afeeling or intuitive hearing. If that makes any sense.

The 1st time I "heard " him was at the end of October. I visited every night after work. I had been thinking about getting him a pumpkin. We both loved Halloween. Right after that thought, there was a pumpkin just sitting there beside the road. When I arrived home, Adam' s biological dad had called to tell me about my daughter's dad had told him that he couldn't place a stone , and that my name wasn't going to be anywhere.

I just sank to my knees crying. I "heard" Adam "say" "I'll take care of this, Mom". Within 6 weeks his stone was placed with my name on it as his mother.

love u, Adam.♡☆★



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BLESSINGS

IN MEMORY OF: Dylan Ross
AGE: 36 years
DATES: Nov. 22, 1973 - Aug. 27, 2010
CAUSE: Pulmonary embolism
SUBMITTED BY: Mom (Rhonda)

This grief journey which began for me the afternoon of August 27, 2010 when my beloved son Dylan died suddenly as the result of a pulmonary embolism has been four years of pain so excruciating at times I thought it would kill me yet I'm still here. Much of this time I've spent reflecting on Dylan's life and death. Through all the grief and pain I realized I still have much to be grateful for. I thank God for blessing me with a kind, compassionate, wise, funny son with the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen and allowing me to enjoy 36 wonderful years with him. I have also recognized and appreciate more than ever the other blessings in my life such as my precious daughter, my six grandchildren, my loving husband, and my brother-in-law and sister-in-law who have been our lifeline through these last 4 years even as they grieve the loss of their precious son Luke. I am also blessed to know that my son Dylan is always with me and reminds me of it quite often.



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READER COMMENTS 2014


COMMENTS SINCE LAST MONTH'S NEWSLETTER

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

Beautiful October issue.

I LOVE WHAT ROBIN WROTE:

I will see you again, when I get to join you when my sunset comes, at the same time as my sunrise.

I MUST KEEP THIS QUOTE OF HIS CLOSE TO MY HEART.

Love you Luke......this is YOUR month !!!

(((((((HUGS))))))) to all,

Arlene

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

Dear Christine - as always, thank you for a beautiful and inspiring newsletter. You and your family will be very much in my prayers as the 31st draws ever nearer. sigh. Halloween is hard for us as well. Christopher received his new heart on Oct 7-8, and then he came home from the hospital on Halloween. he said that he would go out trick-or-treating next year. sadly, next year never came for him.

love and hugs,

Maria

Christopher's mommy forever



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Special thanks for Bringer of Light Newsletter submissions this month:

Rhonda, Dylan's Mom
Cindy Jo Greever
Maryann Hasbrouck
Robin Chasteen
Bill & Lisa Miller
Cody's Mom, Renee McGary
Joan Taylor
Carol, Michal's Mom
Elissa Cara's Mom
Terrie, Joey's Mom
Carol, Michael's Mom
Susie Dunn, Jason's Mom
Susan Campano-Readel
EleniSweetie, Manny's Mom
Karen Lyn Jenkins
Dolores Tucker
Maria, Christoper's mommy forever
Richard Ross, Dylan's Cousin
Christine Knapp, Adam's proud mom of a soldier
Arlene, Danny's Mom


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"VISIT WITH LUKE"

Last Entry in Luke's Journal:

"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"