A MESSAGE FROM THE FAMILY
To the memory of my son whom the Lord has called to his eternal home. While we shared our little stories and cried in each other's arms, the time has come when I can only recall those blessed times we had. I still hear you in our empty home, I still hear you when you call "Hey Pop" but when I look, I see the emptiness but know that you are surrounded by the heavenly host in that far away place we call Heaven. Each day will help ease the pain in my heart as I hear you whisper from Heaven, "Hey Pop" we will be together again one day. I miss you son and will always cherish those times we had together, but I know that one day soon Jesus will call "Hey Pop" it is time to come home! Miss you son - Love Pop Though I speak not with the silver tongue of the poet laureate or write with the flowering pen of a renown author; I see with the tear-filled eyes and broken heart of a mother who has lost her youngest son. God loaned you to me for 48 years. Jeremiah 29:11 Now I must give you back and hold on to my memories. I close my eyes and see you as a chubby-cheeked babe on your Grandpa's knee chuckling as he sang "Jeremiah Was A Bullfrog". I see you as a toddler with outstretched arms, when I picked you up you laid your head on my shoulder and said, "I dove oou my mommy" I see you as a young boy going off to school. I see you as a youth playing goalie for your soccer team, and standing tall at your conformation. I see you in high school shooting a 3 pointer and I hear the coach yell, "Do it again Winston." Next came your first car. Then I see you as a young sailor off to sea. The years flew past, Jesus called, the angels came and took you to heaven and I see you wrapped in His arms. One day Jesus will call and the angels will wing me to heaven where we'll be together forever. Until then I'll be loving you. Love Mom

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