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The SIDS Quilt

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Flower Power               


Memorialize your little one with your tender remembrances, poems, artwork or thoughts. 

Share with others the unique qualities of your child.


 

 

"Madeline Rose"

by David Milkovich

 

 

 

 




 

Jamela Tristian Eberhart

 

The six short months you spent here are now cherished to be so dear.

Today is your first birthday, We all miss you in every way.

You left without warning, That was one sad morning.

We still ask why? Why did our little "Mela" have to die?

Your sisters ask about you every day, The miss you in every way.

We tell them you are an angel now, They look to the sky and smile

Every night when they go to sleep, they look to the sky and say baby sister go to sleep.

We know you are here in spirit, When we say we love you "Mela"

  We hope you hear it.

  You left us 5 months ago, but our hearts still glow.

  Our love for you will never part.

  You will always hold a  special place in our hearts.

  Happy first birthday Jamela Tristian

  Love all your family and friends who love you

 

                          -  Kristy Achilles, Jamela's mommie

 


 

"To Jayden, My Angel"

 

Written for Jayden Michael Hairston

 

From the moment you arrived, my heart was filled with joy

I finally had my precious angel my sweet innocent baby boy

You will always be my lifeline even though your life was cut so short

My heart will always ache for you but your memory will by my support

Jayden I will never forget you and my love for you will never stop flowing

No one will ever replace you, the joy you gave to me will keep on going

I want you to know one thing though you were made out of pure love

And my heart may continue to ache you but I can go on,

Because God's with you and I know you loved us too.

- by Mom, Candice Pierce


Angel
by Sarah McLachlan

Spend all your time waiting

For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There's always one reason to feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe


I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escaping one last time
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

- submitted by Meghan Shaner in memory of her child Xander

 


Killian Scott Vogel

Then it seems, as soon as he began to emerge, smiling and cooing, he
surprised us again by leaving us. And we miss him terribly. I don't know
how to get through a day, but do somehow for my other children. I have
always struggled with the notion of faith and a god, and do so more now.
It doesn't make any sense. 

 

I am comforted at times by a Native American prayer..

I give you this one thought to keep

I am with you still,

I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints of snow,

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight. 

I am the soft stars that shine at night. 

Do not think of me as gone-

I am with you still in each new dawn.


- by the Vogel's - Mommy, Daddy, Jacob, and Logan

 


 

my little angel
by Chrisitne Berezanich
 

My little angel so soft and cute

why did the lord take you away so soon

My little angel so soft and neat

mommy feed you washed you and kept you clean.

My little angel so soft and precious

I wish like heck you still were with us

My little angel so soft and sweet

every day i get on one knee.

My little angel i miss you so much

I would give any thing in this world to feel your touch.

My little princess every day you are missed and

every day I wish I could give you a kiss.

My little queen I guess this is the end

and one day we will be together again.

- we love you italia and miss you so much

love alway emily austin mommy daddy

granma and grandpa aunt amber.


Until We Meet Again

Written for Logan Lee Scott

Our little angel, how can we ever express the love we�ll always have for you?  You were brought to us on January 19, 2005 in the hospital at 9:08pm.  It made us so happy that after nine long months we finally got to see your face!  You were so perfect and we held you in our heart from the moment we laid our eyes on you.  Our �wittle guy�, that�s what we called you.  You grew up so fast.  It seemed like from day one you were holding your head up and looking right up at us.  We loved getting up with in the middle of the night to feed and change you.  We centered our whole world around you.  Those beautiful blue eyes could light up a room and, your smile was unexplainable.  We never thought we could feel so much love for something so little but, you changed our outlook on everything.  We wanted to teach you so many things throughout your life but, to be honest, in the three short months you were here, you showed us more than we could have ever showed you.  You changed so many lives in so many good ways.  You made everyone that was part of your life a better person.  I�ll never forget all the time we would spend together during the day and all the fun we would have.  We can�t believe God took you from us.  Our precious baby boy.  We love you more than words could ever explain.  And we know that until we meet again in heaven, you are the angel that God wanted to watch over us for the rest of our lives.  You are deeply loved and missed by us all.  We love you �wittle Guy�.

Until We Meet Again


J is for joy and happiness you brought to others.

A is for angels that carried you to heaven above

V is for the valuable time spent with you

O is for the optimism you opened up in our hearts and minds

N is for the newness that you brought to every single day.

All together this is Javon, someone we will always love & cherish

written for Javon Nolan Coachman


Aislinn's Story


     
On a warm autumn's morning, I called my friend Rose to let her know it was time as John was at work! Time to head to the hospital as my contractions were 2-3 minutes apart. Though 16~1/2 hours of labor & delivery time seems like a very long & painful experience, It was all worth it!! On Tuesday, September 23, 2003 at 11:24pm, our little girl arrived into our loving arms. She was our perfect healthy little baby, weighing in at 7lb 8oz & 19 1/4 inches long. Everyone who came to see our new bundle of joy, fell in love at first sight! Our lives filled with love had so many hopes and dreams for her. Aislinn loved being held and was very content when Mommy or Daddy would hold her close to our hearts. She would try to give us smiles to show how happy she was, so that is how she earned her nickname of our "Sunshine". 


     Little did we know that our precious little baby girl would not live to see her first Christmas. On Wednesday, December 3, 2003 at noon I found Aislinn motionless in her crib. I ran to call 911 and they arrived within 2 minutes. The EMTs did all they could to revive her but when they could not, they rushed her by ambulance to the Hospital. After about 1 hour of waiting in a private room, the Dr. came in and told us he was very sorry but she did not survive. Our lives came to a crashing halt! Shock and disbelief over came us all as we could not believe that our healthy little girl died so unexpectedly. I kept demanding and saying over and over again, "I want my baby girl back, I need to rock her to sleep". Our Christmas plans were all shattered as all of Aislinn's first X-Mas gifts were already bought and wrapped. We felt like we could not go on with our lives without our baby girl. How could we, we felt a part of our hearts died with her and we would never be the same. 


     It has been almost two years since our precious Angel passed away. We have had to deal with and overcome many hurdles through the months. We have taken many steps forward in our road of grief with help from Family, Friends, and Local Support groups. I attend the "Share" support group for pregnancy & infant loss. They have lead me in the right direction by compassionate friendships and strong understanding. Through many months of research I have learned what has separated us from our cherished infant, S.I.D.S., Also known as Sudden Infant Death Syndrome. I feel to show hatred to something no one understands doesn't help the cause. So I have devoted my life to SIDS activities & fundraisers to help spread awareness & raise money for SIDS Research. I have also joined SIDS of PA as a Volunteer peer contact. As a peer contact, I am not a professional counselor, only a fellow SIDS Mom who is willing to talk with new grieving families who have been stricken by SIDS. Everything I get involved in that has to do with SIDS, I do in Honor & Memory of our Angel, Aislinn Celeste McComsey. She was only here a short time, but touched our lives so tremendously. Now, our beautiful dream waits for us in heaven, where we will someday spend all of eternity together again.

 

Written by Donna Simmons

September 18, 2005

 

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