Today I burried a part of me, I layed to rest my future, my dreams and some of my hopes. Today was my sons funeral. May 8, 1999. Today is the day we bury you my sweet one, I am entering the church, it takes me back 7 years ago to when your grandpa Tom died. So many faces looking at me, some people have there heads down. This is the first time many of my family has seen me since your death. I feel as though time has stood still, I look ahead and see your heavenly crib at the front of the church, there are flowers and balloons all around, a teddy bear rest on your heavenly crib. I sit down in the front row, I can almost reach out and touch you, feel you, but I know I cant, I know its not possible. Pastor Marv gets up and talks about you, about your short life, the lives of those around us that you have touched. Then they play the song that your dad and I requested it is called "Angel" by Sarah McGloughland. Then they had people go up and tell about how you changed there life, the joy your brought them, the happiness in there life. Your grandma Cheryl got up and talked about Jesus and you, and about lessons in life, I think she floored the whole congregation with her sermon, because at the end some of them wanted to shout "preach it sister" but they contained them selves being it was a babies funeral. Then we sang Jesus Loves You, your grandma Cheryl requested this. At the end of the church ceremony they opened your heavenly crib, one by one the congregation went up to say there good byes and to comfort us. I just sat staring straight ahead the same as I had done when your grandpa Tom died 7 years earlier, something about seeing you up there so still and lifeless, it brought back so many memories, so many tears. It is finally our turn to say goodbye, this will be the last time I ever see your little sweet face, you look so content, the pain is all gone, the suffering no more. I placed beside you our first and only family photo ever taken of all of us, I left your best friend "your binkie" with you, man how you sucked on that thing like there was no tomorrow. From your brother and sister we gave you a little squeak bug toy, and a rattle bug. Grandma left you "a yellow rose, which symbolizes the rose of Sharon" and your aunt Angie wrote you a letter to take you home. They now say its time we go, we are heading to the grave side, I wish I could hold you one last time, to smell you, to feel you in my arms, to love you the way a mother loves her son. They close your heavenly crib, and your dads Sgt. came forward to carry you out of the church, I stand there as they carry you out, they have some one in the background singing, Rock "a" Bye Baby, we are now out side, they are putting you in the van, I watch as they close the door. We are now at the cemetery, you were placed at our feet, and everyone else is standing around us. We start to sing, "you are my sunshine" except we have changed the wording to "You were our sunshine, our only sunshine, you made us happy, when skies were gray, you ll never know dear, how much we loved you so please don't take, our sunshine away" "The other night dear, as we lay sleeping, we dreamt we held you in our arms, when we awoke dear we were mistaken, so we hung our head and cried. It is now the end of the ceremony, your grandmas, and your dad and I stood up and released four balloons to the heavens for you, it was like letting you go, saying good bye forever as I let that balloon go, letting your spirit soar so high. Goodbye, Samuel, goodbye my sweet love, goodbye my dreams, goodbye my hopes and wishes......................Till we meet in heaven................Love Mommy WARNING: STEALING OF THE GRAPHICS OFF THIS WEB SITE IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED. ANGELHEARTSCREATIONS IS THE DESIGNER OF THESE GRAPHICS AND I CONSTANCE FIELDS PURCHASED THE ENTIRE SET FROM ANGELHEARTCREATIONS.