To James

He was a typical boy growing up. An angel at times and a devil at others, but he was still a very special boy to me. When they called and told me he was hurt, all I could do was pray that God would not take him home.

JAMES

There is never a day goes by that I don't think of you. I miss you so much and you have left an empty spot in my heart. I try to reason with myself as to why God needed you more than I did. There were days I hated everyone for losing you and God for taking you. James, I know there were reasons you were taken so young and I guess I'll never understand them, until we meet again on the other side and then we can talk. I love you so much son and wish you were here with me and the rest of your brothers and sisters. I will always Love you, and I will never forget you.

Love Mom

To all the people out there who lost a child.

You know our minds are really too small to understand why God does this to us, but there is a reason why he picks out our children, Guess they are as special to God, as they are to us, and he needs those special angels...

Lent for a While

I'll lend you for a little time, A child of mine. he said, For you to love while he lives. And mourn when he is dead.

It may be four or seven years Or twenty-two or eighty three. But will you until I call him back, Take care of him for me.

He'll bring you charms to gladden you And should his stay be brief You'll have his lovely memories As solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay Since all from Earth return, But there are lessons taught down there I wish this child to learn.

I've looked the wide world over. In search of teachers true and from the crowds that throng life's path I have selected YOU.

Now will you give him all your love And not think the labour vain Nor hate me when I call him back To take him home again.

Sent from one parent to another that knows the hurt never leaves. But in our hurt our love shines through.