   Rest well sweet Dude of Heaven Love Ann, Laurasmom    Hunter James Kirkland October 31, 1997 - October 12, 2005  October 12, 2007 Well my precious Hunter, here it is 2 years since you have left us. My Heart is still so broken and sad all the time. What do I miss the most, it is so hard to say, your beautiful smile, your soft heart, your love for me and everyone around you, the smell of your hair, the great hugs you had for me, the sound of your voice, the sound of your footsteps, well I guess I would just have to say it is your presence of not being here. Oh how I miss to tuck you in at nite and get your belly and hear your sweet prayers and most of all, to tell mama that you, LOVE ME TO THE MOON AND BACK AND BACK AGAIN, I say those words to you still every night in my prayers to you.  You were such a big man through everything and I was so proud of you, I knew you were not hurting. but yet when the times you did open your eyes, you still had to say, mama I am okay and please don't cry because it made you sad. I am sorry it did make you sad but you know mama was so scared for you and so worried and I just wanted you to come back to me and stay awake. God saw things differently and needed you so much more, I just wished I had more time to say Goodbye, but then I would have just kept on wanting more and more time.  with your small arm and hand you never once used this as a crutch. You never felt sorry for yourself. You always finished what ever you started, it may have took you longer at some things but you always said to me, I can and will do this. You were always so adaptable, you loved being around people, no matter what age they were. You would always make up things to play, rather it be with your grandma's, or your nephew, or your Aunt Faye, you were always fun and had a big and great imagination. Everyone is so afraid to mention your name, because they say it will make me cry, well that's okay, I cry all the time, but I want to hear your name mentioned.  but I will always have you in my heart, and close by me forever. I read this some where, and it is so true, "There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug and kiss them for real."    Don't worry about hurting me further The depth of my pain doesn't show, Don't worry about making me cry, I'm already crying inside. Help me to heal by releasing The tears that I try to hide I'm hurt when you just keep silent, pretending he didn't exist. I rather you mention my son, Knowing that he has been missed. You asked me,how I was doing? I say,"pretty good" or "fine" But healing is something ongoing. I feel it will take a life time. ~ Author unknown          This poem was read on Hunter's first anniversary and balloon release  Sitting here with Jesus and hearing your cries, Wishing with all my heart I could ease the pain, Knowing your loss was Heaven's gain. Oh, Mom and Dad,just imagine what I see each day, The face of my Lord and all Heaven's rays. That hole in your heart will narrow in time, God connected eternally yours to mine. Even though leaving the old world behind, I'm here in Paradise where Heaven's bells chime, God only loaned me to the earth nearly eight short years, Never really yours I was only God's to give. It was part of His master plan when he placed me with you, Nurtured and loved by all, and sometimes a pain too, As parents you did what the Lord commamded of you, Teaching me to know God and follow His ways, too. From the time of my birth to the very last days, I was taken to church to foster my Christian ways, Accepting Jesus as my Savior made all the angels sing It secured my eternal resting place where God is God, He is King of Kings, My challenge to all I've left behind If your life is not right, change it, there is still time. Open your heart, let Jesus inside, Walk with him daily, always let him be your guide. To my family and friends, don't shed those ters for me. I'll have trillions of years in Paradise, that's where I'll spend my eternity Everyone will die, this we know to be true. Until it happens, Jesus and I will be waiting for you. Love, Hunter   and so did I, then we sent them to Heaven.                           She nicknamed him "Spook" because of his birthday.      Everyone loves walking the trail. I have put alot of Hunter's things on it. We even have a pumpkin hunt on the trail in October.              and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away." (Revelation 21:4, KJV)           A friend can hear a tear drop.              
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