Oh baby just beam me up! My heart is so broken, I still cannot fathom in my mind your not here. I can't turn around and see your smile....ever! I close my eyes and see your sweet face, your smile and I hear your voice every single day! I just want to scream, this isn't funny just stop it and come home right now....but it wouldn't matter! All I have are these pictures in my mind! Love you baby boy....Mama!
Mathew Jacob Riley, May 9, 1996 - April 20, 2013. This is a celebration and remembrance of his life. This is a place where I certainly hope that other mothers will find some hope, some peace. We as a family will never experience life quite the same without our beloved Mathew, but if we can persuade another heart to find hope, than our Mathew will live on forever!
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Pink - Nobody Knows (with lyrics)
I miss you always my sweet, sweet baby boy! Nobody knows, nobody! Mama!
Friday, February 14, 2014
My Forever Love
I think of you, my son,
It's every day in every way
Since your new life was begun.
You're with me when I rise each morn,
You're there throughout each day,
You're with me as I make my prayers,
In every word I say.
I know you come into my dreams,
Even when I don't recall,
For you've become a part of me,
The Heart of me, that's all!
You're with me more now than before,
Since now you live inside,
And you will live forever;
'Twas just a shell that died.
Some day I'll join you once again
In heaven up above,
You'll always be with me, sweet son
You're my Forever Love!
Sunday, February 2, 2014
Beautiful!!!! Say Their Names And Say Their Names Again!!!!!
The time of concern is over. No longer are we asked how we are doing. Never are the
names of our children mentioned to us. A curtain descends. The moment has
passed. Lives slip from request recall. There are exceptions . . . For most, the
drama is over. The spotlight is off. Applause is silent. But, for us, the play
will NEVER end. The effects on us are timeless. Say THEIR NAMES to us.
names of our children mentioned to us. A curtain descends. The moment has
passed. Lives slip from request recall. There are exceptions . . . For most, the
drama is over. The spotlight is off. Applause is silent. But, for us, the play
will NEVER end. The effects on us are timeless. Say THEIR NAMES to us.
On the stages of our lives they have been both leading and supporting actors and
actresses. Love does not die. Their names are written on our lives. The sounds
of their voices replay within our minds. You feel they are dead. We feel they
are dead and still they live. They ghostwalk our souls, beckoning in future
welcome. You say they were our children. We say they are. Say THEIR NAMES to us,
and say THEIR NAMES again.
actresses. Love does not die. Their names are written on our lives. The sounds
of their voices replay within our minds. You feel they are dead. We feel they
are dead and still they live. They ghostwalk our souls, beckoning in future
welcome. You say they were our children. We say they are. Say THEIR NAMES to us,
and say THEIR NAMES again.
It hurts to bury their memory in silence. What they were in flesh is no part of our now . . .
You say not to remind us. How little you understand we cannot forget. We would not if we could. We understand you, but feel the pain in being forced to do so. We forgive you because you
cannot know. And we would forgive you anyway. We accept how you see us, but
understand you see us not at all. We strive not to judge you, but we wish that
you could understand . . .
You say not to remind us. How little you understand we cannot forget. We would not if we could. We understand you, but feel the pain in being forced to do so. We forgive you because you
cannot know. And we would forgive you anyway. We accept how you see us, but
understand you see us not at all. We strive not to judge you, but we wish that
you could understand . . .
We do not ask you to walk this road. The ascent is steep and the burden heavy. We walk it not by choice. We would rather walk it with them in the flesh, looking not to spirit worlds beyond. We are what we have to be. What we have lost you cannot feel . . . And we would not have you. But at least say THEIR NAMES for they are alive in me.
. . . They and their lives play light songs on my mind, sunrises and sunsets on my dreams.
They are real and shadow, were and are.
They are real and shadow, were and are.
Say THEIR NAMES to us and say THEIR NAMES again. They are our children and we love them . . .
Written by Don Hackett
Sunday, January 12, 2014
"God Will Take Care of You" by Plumb
It's my birthday and all I can think about is you and where you are. That you are OK. That would be the best present of all time, if I only knew my sweet angel was safe! I miss you so very much my darling boy! Today is an awful, awful, awful birthday......I shall NEVER hear your sweet voice say ever again, mama I love you so much, happy birthday! You are forever in my heart my sweet love. To me there are no birthdays, no matter how hard I wished my dream will NEVER, EVER come true! My wish is only to have you! So no more birthdays for me. I cannot even acknowledge that they exist anymore, because you do not exist anymore! So today is January 12th and it is only January 12th! Just a Sunday! Just another day! My celebration of the day of my birth will happen no more. In my heart it cannot. Maybe someday that pain will subside, I do not know. The only thing that keeps me going is your memories and keeping them and your name alive! I will always, always remember to say your name and to talk about you and to never let people forget who you were. A beautiful soul that walked this earth and because of that made my life and the life of others all the more worth living! I dreamed of you last night! You were cuddled up next to me and talking to me, I cannot remember what you said no matter how hard I try and that makes me sad. We talked and talked and you laid next to me. Was that my conscious soothing my soul and my heart knowing I needed you at that exact moment or was it just another dream? I only know you were at peace and so was I. That made me smile. Yet this morning I woke crying for you again. Of course I went to bed with tears in my eyes AGAIN!! Life is so hard my son now, it is just so, so hard! It is a battle, especially now. I have never in all my years found it to be so much a battle as it is now. So if I was to have a wish, it would only be that you are with God and all the angels, safe and at peace and at rest. That is what torments my soul the very most everyday, every hour and every moment. My wish is for your peace!
Loving you eternally, Mama!
Loving you eternally, Mama!
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
You'll Be Home For Christmas
I'm dreaming tonight of the boy I lost
And feeling so very blue,
And although I know you can't really come back,
I promise you
You'll be home for Christmas,
Just you wait and see.
We'll have snow and mistletoe
And trains around the tree.
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the tree lights gleam,
You'll be home for Christmas,
If only in my dreams.
You'll be home for Christmas-
How I'll welcome you
With lots of trains and aeroplanes
And then I won't be blue.
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the tree lights gleam.
You'll be home for Christmas,
If only in my dreams.
And feeling so very blue,
And although I know you can't really come back,
I promise you
You'll be home for Christmas,
Just you wait and see.
We'll have snow and mistletoe
And trains around the tree.
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the tree lights gleam,
You'll be home for Christmas,
If only in my dreams.
You'll be home for Christmas-
How I'll welcome you
With lots of trains and aeroplanes
And then I won't be blue.
Christmas Eve will find me
Where the tree lights gleam.
You'll be home for Christmas,
If only in my dreams.
Mama!
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Sunday, December 15, 2013
My Grief is Like a River
My grief is like a river--
I have to let it flow,
But I myself determine Just where the banks will go.
But I myself determine Just where the banks will go.
Some days the current takes me In waves of guilt and pain, But there are always quiet pools Where I can rest again.
I crash on rocks of anger-- My faith seems faint indeed, But there are other swimmers Who know that what I need
Are loving hands to hold me When the waters are too swift, And someone kind to listen When I just seem to drift.
Grief's river is a process
Of relinquishing the past.
By swimming in Hope's channels I'll reach the shore at last.
Of relinquishing the past.
By swimming in Hope's channels I'll reach the shore at last.
Author Unknown
Saturday, December 14, 2013
Friday, December 13, 2013
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
OFFICIAL Israel "IZ" Kamakawiwoʻole - White Sandy Beach Video
I saw you in my dreams baby boy......
White Sandy Beach
I saw you in my dreams
We were walking hand in hand
On a white, sandy beach of Hawaii
We were playing in the sun
We were having so much fun
On a white, sandy beach of Hawaii
The sound of the ocean
Soothes my restless soul
The sound of the ocean
Rocks me all night long
Those hot long summer days
Lying there in the sun
On a white, sandy beach of Hawaii
The sound of the ocean
Soothes my restless soul
The sound of the ocean
Rocks me all night long
Last night in my dreams
I saw your face again
We were there in the sun
On a white, sandy beach of Hawaii
White Sandy Beach
I saw you in my dreams
We were walking hand in hand
On a white, sandy beach of Hawaii
We were playing in the sun
We were having so much fun
On a white, sandy beach of Hawaii
The sound of the ocean
Soothes my restless soul
The sound of the ocean
Rocks me all night long
Those hot long summer days
Lying there in the sun
On a white, sandy beach of Hawaii
The sound of the ocean
Soothes my restless soul
The sound of the ocean
Rocks me all night long
Last night in my dreams
I saw your face again
We were there in the sun
On a white, sandy beach of Hawaii
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