| Location | Grays Essex |
| Age | 4 years |
| Cause of Death | Genetic Condition |
| Date of Birth | 22/12/1995 |
| Date of Death | 24/03/2000 |
| Visitors | 915 since 02/09/2009 |
| Creator |
i miss her so much, not a day goes past when i dont think of her, love u so much baby.xxxxxxxxxxx
On Angel Wings
On angel wings you do fly
On angel wings into the sky
On angel wings i do cry
Because those angel wings took you away
On angel wings the heralds sing
Is there no such lovely thing?
On angel wings you fly away.
I will see these angel wings again someday
When i am old and my time has come
On angel wings I will fly
Until I'm holding you once again
Smiling on angel wings.
Troy Nichols
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See through the window,
Look at the light,
Smell the sweet flowers,
See the sky bright,
Shed not the tears,
As you feel I have gone,
Love never leaves,
And my spirit lives on.
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Night Night Sweet Angel xxx
❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
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★Sweet dreams★
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Love To You Victoria
*****SENDING ALL MY LOVE TO YOU IN HEAVEN*****
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For Victoria xxx
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my sweet little grandaughter was taken from us 2 soon. There's not a day i dont think of you and miss you. I can still hear your laughter and your crying, the way you made us all laugh will be with us all forever. God bless you Tori xxxxx
i couldnt believe how well my pregnancy went, then when she was born weighing 5lb 130z, i thought how perfect she was, she had colic from birh til 3 months, then when that passed she was the most happy and content baby, she was an angel from the minute she was born, and i had the best four yrs with her, she was so funny and always smiling, if i was sad she had this way of cheering me up and making me smile, with them big brown eyes and that gorgeous smile, then when she became ill, i thought it was sickness and diarrhia, i never thought she was seriously ill, but she died in my arms that evening, of a double twisted bowel, it was such a shock one i will never forget, just like my sweet angel, there isnt a day that goes by when i dont miss her, she is always in my thoughts, i love her so much, just wish she was still here. love you so much baby.xxxxxxxxx
Victoria Clarke
Victoria Clarke
Vast space you occupy
In a heart half-emptied by your presence
Clinging to your memory
The days hold me at bay
Often remembering what joys we shared
In the places where childhood shall never spark
Alas I miss your smile
Clear as the day you were born
Light still shines through the days without you
Asking for one brief moment with you
Rose of my life
Kindest of souls you have and always will be
Everything to me.
Copyright Ruth Gisela R Montalban September 2, 2009
The Pit of Grief
The day my child died, I fell into the pit of grief. My friends watched me struggle through daily life; waiting for the person I once was to arise from the pit, not realizing 'she' is gone forever.
The pit is full of darkness, heartache and despair; it paralyzes your thoughts, movements and ability to ration. The pit leaves you forever changed, unable to surface the person you once were.
Some of my pre-grief friends gather around the top of the pit, waiting for the old me to appear before their eyes, not understanding what’s taking me so long to emerge. After all, in their eyes, I’ve been in the pit for quite sometime. Yet in my eyes, it seems as if I fell in only yesterday.
Not all of my pre-grief friends are gathered around the top of the pit. Some are helping me with the climb out of the darkness. They climb side by side with me from time to time, but mostly they climb ahead of me, waiting patiently at each plateau. Even with these friends I sometimes wonder if they are also waiting for the pre-grief me to magically appear before their eyes.
Then there are the casual acquaintances, you know the ones who say 'Hi, how are you?' when they really don't care or really want to know. These are the people who sigh in relief, that is my child who died and not theirs. You know ... the 'better them, than me' attitude.
My post-grief friends are the ones who climb with me, side by side, inch by inch, out of the pit of grief. They have no way of comparing the pit climbed to the pre-grief person I once was. You see, they started at the bottom of the pit with me. They are able to reassure me when I need reassurance, rest when I need resting, and encourage me to move forward when I don't have the strength. They have no expectations, no memories and no recollection of how I 'should' be. They want me to get better, to smile more often and find joy in life, but they also accepted the person I’ve become. The 'person' who is emerging from the pit.
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