the Girls feel better next year but we are going to SF for the big CNY parade and so will update some pictures in the next few weeks.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Thoughts about Isaiah from McKenna
She is wise beyond her years
Only The Good Die Young
I ment to send this out on the 12th but the computer wasn't working. We all know of the tragedy that happened and took our Isaiah away from us. But we know that he is with Heavenly Father in the Highest Kingdom. We know that he'll be watching us and that he will be with us when we need him. He will take care of us and meet us at the gateway to Heaven with Grandpa and all our other family members who we've lost.
For winter's rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
~ Algernon Charles Swinburne
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
that we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference in your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without affect,
without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolutely unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you,
for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just around the corner.
All is well.
~ Henry Scott Holland
Rest in peace Isaiah.
For winter's rains and ruins are over,
And all the season of snows and sins;
The days dividing lover and lover,
The light that loses, the night that wins;
And time remembered is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.
~ Algernon Charles Swinburne
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
that we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference in your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without affect,
without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolutely unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you,
for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just around the corner.
All is well.
~ Henry Scott Holland
Rest in peace Isaiah.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Our Little Bubbas
You left this earth far to early.
Now you wait with Grandpa.
How we love and miss you so and someday when our journey is through we will run and be so happy to be with you again.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Tribute
Well a year ago tomorrow our life changed forever with the second worst phone call of my life.
My little nephew had been taken from us in a car accident. This year has had twists and turns someday's it feels like the phone call came yesterday and other times it feels like it has been years.
In his 18 short months he touched us all.
In his 18 short months he touched us all.
Loosing two people we loved so much was hard and yet life still moves on. I look forward to the day I greet them and others in heaven.
Here is a Poem that touched my heart and states things so much better than my meager words can. I have looked but cannot find the actual author.
THE BROK EN CHAIN
We little knew that morning
That GOD would call your name
In life we loved you dearly
In death we do the same
It broke our hearts to lose you
You did not go alone
For part of us went with you
The day GOD called you home.
You left us peaceful memories
Your live is still our guide
And though we cannot see you
You are always at our side
Our family chain is broken
and nothing seems the same
But as GOD calls us one by one,
THE CHAIN WILL LINK AGAIN
Miss you DAD and Isaiah......more than you ever know
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Poem for our little Isaiah
The past few days I have been thinking more and more of my dad and especially my little nephew Isaiah. I was reading through some blogs on line and found this poem and it reminds me of how much we still miss him.
Thinking of You with Love
We thought of you with love today, but that is nothing new.
We thought about you yesterday, and days before that too.
We think of you in silence, we often speak your name.
All we have are memories, and your picture in a frame.
Your memory is our keepsake, with which we will never part.
God has you in His keeping, we have you in our hearts.
A million times we've wanted you. A million times we cried.
If love could only have saved you, you never would have died.
It broke our hearts to lose you.But you didn`t go alone.
For a part of us went with you... the day God called you Home.
~Author Unknown
We thought of you with love today, but that is nothing new.
We thought about you yesterday, and days before that too.
We think of you in silence, we often speak your name.
All we have are memories, and your picture in a frame.
Your memory is our keepsake, with which we will never part.
God has you in His keeping, we have you in our hearts.
A million times we've wanted you. A million times we cried.
If love could only have saved you, you never would have died.
It broke our hearts to lose you.But you didn`t go alone.
For a part of us went with you... the day God called you Home.
~Author Unknown
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
New Month
New month and new changes. This year in some was went fast and slow. It feels at times like it was just yesterday that I got the call about my nephew. Other times it seems like so very long ago.
I still miss my dad and nephew and probably always will.
Lots of changes in our house coming over the next year.
