♰ ♥ Jack James Tipton ♥ ♰

Tribute Is For This Weekend

Candles Will Be Lit Again
As Usual On Sunday For Monday


MESSAGE FOR MY FAMILY FROM HEAVEN


To My Dearest Family,
Some things I'd like to say.
But first of all, to let you know,
That I arrived okay.

I'm writing this from heaven.
Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness;
Here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy
Just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I am with you
Every morning, noon and night.

That day I had to leave you
When my life on earth was through.
God picked me up and hugged me
And He said, "I welcome you.

It's good to have you back again,
You were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family,
They'll be here later on.

There's so much that we have to do,
To help our mortal man."
God gave me a list of things,
That he wished for me to do.

And foremost on the list,
Was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night
The day's chores put to flight.

God and I are closest to you....
In the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth,
And all those loving years.

Because you are only human,
They are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry:
It does relieve the pain.

Remember there would be no flowers,
Unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you
All that God has planned.

If I were to tell you,
You wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain,
Though my life on earth is o'er.

I'm closer to you now,
Than I ever was before.
There are many rocky roads
Ahead of you and many hills to climb;

But together we can do it
By taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy
And I'd like it for you too;

That as you give unto the world,
The world will give to you.
If you can help somebody
Who's in sorrow and pain;

Then you can say to God at night......
"My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented....
That my life was worthwhile.

Knowing as I passed along the way
I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody
Who is sad and feeling low;

Just lend a hand to pick him up,
As on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street
And you've got Me on your mind;

I'm walking in your footsteps
Only half a step behind.
And when it's time for you to go....
From that body to be free.

Remember you're not going.....
You're coming here to Me.


MISS ME..... BUT LET ME GO

We've known lots of pleasure,
At times endured pain,,
We've lived in the sunshine,
And walked in the rain. ,

But now we're separated .
And for a time apart,,
But I am not alone- ,
You're forever in my heart.,

Death always seems so sudden, ,
And it is always sure,,
But what is often forgotten-,
It is not without a cure.,

There may be times you miss me, ,
I sort of hope you do,,
But smile when you think of me,,
For I'll be waiting here for you.

Now there's many things for you to do,,
And lots of ways to grow,,
So get busy, be happy, and live your life,,
Miss me, but let me go.


MY FRIEND I CARE

Don’t tell me that you understand.
Don’t tell me that you know.
Don’t tell me that I will survive,
How I will surely grow.

Don’t come at me with answers
That can only come from me.
Don’t tell me how my grief will pass,
That I will soon be free.

Accept me in my ups and downs.
I need someone to share.
Just hold my hand and let me cry
And say, “My friend, I care"


Thoughts Today Memories Forever
Angela(Christopher-John Rowe)Mum

Marie-Angela Rowe February 13, 2009

.•** •.♥.♥ Babies are Angels ♥ ♥.•** •.

Babies are angels
That fly to the earth
Their wings disappear
At the time of their birth

.•** •.♥.♥ ♥ ♥.•** •.

One look in their eyes
And were never the same
They're part of us now
And that part has a name

.•** •.♥.♥ ♥ ♥.•** •.

That part is your heart
And a bond that wont sever
Our babies an angel
We'll love him forever

.•** •.♥.♥ ♥ ♥.•** •.

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Sending you a great big hug ,
with lots of love
x x x x x x x x

Sophie Jenkins (Friend) February 12, 2009

hey lil man hwz u . its a bit cold , have you made a big snowman with your friends.make sure you rap up warm .
lots of love
zoe xxx

Zoe Challinor (Friend) February 6, 2009

Shining Star xXx

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Sophie Jenkins (Friend) February 4, 2009

A PRAYER FOR YOU


WE SAID A PRAYER FOR YOU TODAY
AND KNOW GOD MUST HAVE HEARD,
WE FELT THE ANSWER IN OUR HEART'S,
ALTHOUGH HE SPOKE NO WORD.

WE DIDN'T ASK FOR WEALTH OR FAME,
WE KNEW YOU WOULDN'T MIND,
WE ASKED HIM TO SEND TREASURES
OF A FAR MORE LASTING KIND.

WE ASKED THAT HE WOULD BE NEAR YOU
AT THE START OF EACH NEW DAY,
TO GRANT YOU HEALTH AND BLESSINGS
AND FRIENDS TO SHARE YOUR WAY.

WE ASKED FOR HAPPINESS FOR YOU
IN ALL THINGS GREAT AND SMALL,
BUT IT WAS FOR HIS LOVING CARE,
WE PRAYED FOR MOST OF ALL.


LOVE ALWAYS HENRY~HENRY JUR

Henry Emily Mccorriston February 4, 2009

Hey Monkey... xXx

I havent left you a tribute in a while have i, except for my poems. I hope you are having lots of fun up there on your cloud. Im going out with the girls on Saturday night, so excited! Zoella is going, and Auntie Steff, and i think April, Anna Marie and Nanny are going too! Nanny is finding things hard at the moment monkey so you make sure you look after her for me and send her lots of your special angel hugs and floaty kisses. Sprinkle some of your magic angel dust onto her too! Thanks Jack. Great Nan T says that Brodie is trying to stand up now, how good is that? Have you been watching him? She said he grabs hold of your two fingers and tries to pull himself up that way! He's a cheeky chicken isnt he?!!! Better get some work done now! Will see you at the weekend. Love you lots, like jelly tots... xXx

Tigs Jack Tiptons Mummy (Mummy) January 29, 2009

Please help the pain stop,,,,,

Pain stuffed inside of me,Can't let anyone near me,Can't let anyone see the real me,Can't let anyone even hug me,All this pain that's held in me,Why can't anyone see the real me,Why can't anyone help me,Why can't someone just hold me,All this pain that's eating me,Can't let go of the pain in me,Can't get this pain from me,Can't get this pain out of me
When will the pain stop hurting me,Why can't I just feel me,Why can't I just be me
Why can't someone take this pain from me

Sheila And My Angels (Friend) January 28, 2009

Rebecca Smith would like to invite you to her 10th birthday party tomorrow. Its in tiny tot heaven and its a all day party so please put on your party wings and come and have lots of fun. love as always xx

Rebecca Smiths Mummy January 23, 2009

A Normal Life For An Angel Mum...

Normal is having tears waiting behind every smile when i realise someone important is missing from all the important events in my family's life.

Normal for me is trying to decide what to take to the cemetery for birthdays and Christmas.

Normal is feeling like i can't sit another minute without getting up and screaming, because i just don't like to sit through anything.

Normal is not sleeping very well because a thousand "what if's" & "why didn't i's" go through my head constantly.

Normal is reliving that day continuously through my mind, holding my head to make it go away.

Normal is having the TV on the minute i walk into the house to have noise, because the silence is deafening.

Normal is staring at every baby who looks like he is my baby's age. And then thinking of the age he would be now and not being able to imagine it. Then wondering why it is even important to imagine it, because it will never happen.

Normal is every happy event in my life always being backed up with sadness lurking close behind, because of the hole in my heart.

Normal is telling the story of my child's death as if it were an every day, common-place activity, and then seeing the horror in someone's eyes at how awful it sounds. And yet realising it has become a part of my "normal".

Normal is each year coming up with the difficult task of how to honour my child's memory and his birthday and survive these days. And trying to find the balloon that fits the occasion. Happy Birthday? Not really...

Normal is my heart warming and yet sinking at the sight of something special my baby loved. Thinking how he would love it, but how he is not here to enjoy it.

Normal is having some people afraid to mention my baby.

Normal is making sure that others remember him.

Normal is weeks, months, and years after the initial shock, the grieving gets worse sometimes, not better.

Normal is not listening to people compare anything in their life to this loss, unless they too have lost a child. NOTHING, even if your child is in the remotest part of the earth away from you - it doesn't compare. Losing a parent is horrible, but having to bury your child is unnatural.

Normal is feeling a common bond with friends on the computer in England, Australia and all over the USA, but yet never having met any of them face to face.

Normal is a new friendship with another grieving mother, talking and crying together over our children and our new lives.

Normal is not listening to people make excuses for God. "God may have done this because..." I know that my baby is in heaven, but hearing people trying to think up excuses as to why healthy babies were taken from this earth is not appreciated and makes absolutely no sense to this grieving mother.

Normal is being too tired to care if i paid the bills, cleaned the house, did laundry or if there is any food.

Normal is wondering this time whether i am going to say i have one child or none, because i will never see this person again and it is not worth explaining that my baby is in heaven. And yet when i say i have no children to avoid that problem, i feel horrible, as if i have betrayed my baby.

Normal is asking God why he took my child's life instead of mine and asking if there even is a God.

Normal is knowing that i will never ever get over this loss.

And last of all...
Normal is hiding all the things that have become "normal" for me to feel, so that everyone around me will think that i am "normal"...

Tigs Jack Tiptons Mummy (Mummy) January 21, 2009

I would like to say thank you from the bottom of my heart, For you being so caring and keeping Aysha, Karl, The Flowers and the rest of my Angels in love while I have not been able too, I really appriciated it so much, You are a special person.
I feel able to come back now, or I am going to try, So bare with my if candles are a bit hit and miss.
Thank you so much, You've helped me cope.
Carole ( Aysha, Karl, The Flowers and all my other Angels xxxx )

Carole Aunt Of Aysha Kuddissi And Karl Fisher (GTS Friend) January 20, 2009