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| sandra maze | love and prayers for baby and family♡♡ | March 20, 2014 |
God bless u and ur family I had no idea no words can fix what u feel in ur heart but know im always here for u ♡♡♡♡
| Cheryl | Your son was loved | January 26, 2014 |
I stumbled across your website. The tribute to your son is beautiful. How you must miss him everyday. How loved he was. Bless all of you. You will never forget him, but I pray you are healing.
| Shannon | Condolences | January 3, 2014 |
I'm so sorry for your loss. I have tears from his sisters writing on this page and the pain that I know you've went through. I pray you all find peace.
| Lara | Rest in peace | August 5, 2013 |
Such a beautiful site for a little boy close to your heart.
this is the first time i saw this today and heard of it and it just makes you think about life, we always see the negative and always wish for a better life and this opened my eyes, how blessed we are.
Just look how happy he looks in the pictures.
He had amazing parents that loved him very much.
this is the first time i saw this today and heard of it and it just makes you think about life, we always see the negative and always wish for a better life and this opened my eyes, how blessed we are.
Just look how happy he looks in the pictures.
He had amazing parents that loved him very much.
| kimmie | you will always be my baby brother | May 24, 2013 |
i miss you. some times i sleep with your toys.I miss you a lot i love you so much that sometimes i cry i miss you so much.i miss how much you loved cheese puffs. i wish you still were with me.you will always be my little brother.i love you.
love your big sister kimmie
love your big sister kimmie
| Erin Rose Tollefsen | <3 | July 26, 2012 |
What a beautiful little angel! It's amazing to me how children can smile and find happiness even when the world thinks there is no happiness to be found. I have no doubt he was an amazing little boy, and I know he is smiling down on all of you right now. He was just as lucky to have all of you as you were to have him. Happy birthday, precious little one! <3
| heather | Happy birthday | July 25, 2012 |
Happy Birthday braxton Harvey love cousin heather and gordon
| Paula | For a wonderful Family | September 29, 2011 |
Hello,
I wanted to write to share with you about my little boy, Duane. It has a wonderful ending.
Duane passed away with Leukemia when he was 2 years old. I just couldn't get up and go on, no matter how hard I tried. The empty shopping carts, no little arms reaching out to see things. I had to travel a lot after he passed and couldn't be at his grave side, so I would walk the cemetaries in unfamiliar cities. I can honestly say that something inside of me was dying. It most surely was. I would dream of him being with us at night, only to wake up and lose him all over again each morning.
I knew God said He would never give us a burden that was to hard to bear. I told Him, God I'm dying. I know He knew this. I stood on His promise. I continually prayed, "You promised you would never give us a burden that was to hard to bear. Please help me. I need to know Duane is OK God. I need to know he made it to Heaven." So many Churches have so many ways of Baptising. The only Baptism he had ever had, was by me in our own bathtub. I desperately needed to know he was OK and he made it.
One night I went to sleep and during the night I woke up. I sat up in bed, but my body didn't. I literally sat up in my body. I saw my husband asleep beside me with his pillow all hugged up as always. As I turned toward the end of the bed, there was a brilliant white light that filled part of the bedroom. It was amazingly bright, but it didn't hurt my eyes at all. I couldn't see him, but I knew with 100% of my heart that Duane was in that light. I knew there was someone there with him, an angel I suppose.
Then Duane spoke to me. He said "Momma please don't wait till tomorrow to do the things you want to do. Tomorrow comes so suddenly, and you may never have the chance to them." I felt he was talking about my walk with God. He was my same baby boy but something more. I felt he had an awsome knowledge that had been given him in Heaven. I asked him, "Are you happy? and I also asked, "Is there a God? I think I was confirming that the God I loved "Jehovah" was indeed the God of all creation. He told me, "Yes momma there is a God." Then in a voice that forever quieted my soul, with an absolute conviction, he said, "Oh yes Momma. I am so very happy!" Some other things were briefly said, then the light was gone. As i lay back down in my body, my eyes were wide open and my husband was laying exactly as I'd seen him when I was sitting up.
Oh to hear those words utted with such strong emphasis, "Oh yes Momma. I am so very happy." God healed my soul that night. At last I could get up off my knees and go on. We will be together again. Till then, he is with God, and he is HAPPY.
I was at a hospital lobby one night waiting for my husband as he went to visit a fellow he worked with who was in the hospital. In the lobby, was a life size statue of Jesus with his nail scarred hands extended out. I sat there and watched that statue quite some time. I suddenly realized in a much deeper way than ever before, that God had to give His son up to a cruel death in order to save us. How so very very heartbreaking for God that must of been. God knows our sorrow because He is a parent that has gone through that very same pain, even more so. What amazing love He has for us. I then came to the conclusion that if God could give up His innocent, dearly dearly loved son for me, then I could give up my son for God. That was the final step.
God Bless all your sweet family. Braxton is alive and healed totally,l and I promise you, he is HAPPY. really really happy.
I wanted to write to share with you about my little boy, Duane. It has a wonderful ending.
Duane passed away with Leukemia when he was 2 years old. I just couldn't get up and go on, no matter how hard I tried. The empty shopping carts, no little arms reaching out to see things. I had to travel a lot after he passed and couldn't be at his grave side, so I would walk the cemetaries in unfamiliar cities. I can honestly say that something inside of me was dying. It most surely was. I would dream of him being with us at night, only to wake up and lose him all over again each morning.
I knew God said He would never give us a burden that was to hard to bear. I told Him, God I'm dying. I know He knew this. I stood on His promise. I continually prayed, "You promised you would never give us a burden that was to hard to bear. Please help me. I need to know Duane is OK God. I need to know he made it to Heaven." So many Churches have so many ways of Baptising. The only Baptism he had ever had, was by me in our own bathtub. I desperately needed to know he was OK and he made it.
One night I went to sleep and during the night I woke up. I sat up in bed, but my body didn't. I literally sat up in my body. I saw my husband asleep beside me with his pillow all hugged up as always. As I turned toward the end of the bed, there was a brilliant white light that filled part of the bedroom. It was amazingly bright, but it didn't hurt my eyes at all. I couldn't see him, but I knew with 100% of my heart that Duane was in that light. I knew there was someone there with him, an angel I suppose.
Then Duane spoke to me. He said "Momma please don't wait till tomorrow to do the things you want to do. Tomorrow comes so suddenly, and you may never have the chance to them." I felt he was talking about my walk with God. He was my same baby boy but something more. I felt he had an awsome knowledge that had been given him in Heaven. I asked him, "Are you happy? and I also asked, "Is there a God? I think I was confirming that the God I loved "Jehovah" was indeed the God of all creation. He told me, "Yes momma there is a God." Then in a voice that forever quieted my soul, with an absolute conviction, he said, "Oh yes Momma. I am so very happy!" Some other things were briefly said, then the light was gone. As i lay back down in my body, my eyes were wide open and my husband was laying exactly as I'd seen him when I was sitting up.
Oh to hear those words utted with such strong emphasis, "Oh yes Momma. I am so very happy." God healed my soul that night. At last I could get up off my knees and go on. We will be together again. Till then, he is with God, and he is HAPPY.
I was at a hospital lobby one night waiting for my husband as he went to visit a fellow he worked with who was in the hospital. In the lobby, was a life size statue of Jesus with his nail scarred hands extended out. I sat there and watched that statue quite some time. I suddenly realized in a much deeper way than ever before, that God had to give His son up to a cruel death in order to save us. How so very very heartbreaking for God that must of been. God knows our sorrow because He is a parent that has gone through that very same pain, even more so. What amazing love He has for us. I then came to the conclusion that if God could give up His innocent, dearly dearly loved son for me, then I could give up my son for God. That was the final step.
God Bless all your sweet family. Braxton is alive and healed totally,l and I promise you, he is HAPPY. really really happy.
| Wilmar Lopes | Love | August 3, 2011 |
I leave all the warmth and love for this wonderful family who had the opportunity to have a little angel very close to the heart.
Kisses and hugs,
Wilmar Lopez
Campinas - São Paulo / Brazil
will0037@hotmail.com
| FROM GRANDMA BARBER | Thanksgiving Prayer | November 26, 2010 |
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