
I LOVE YOU PATRICK. I MISS YOU SON. I NEED
MY GUARDIAN ANGEL

My son, Patrick
Just the thought in knowing my loss is real, aches
Just the thought in knowing I have only your memories to continue my lonesome journey, tortures me.
Just the thought of the dusk coming down, distresses me.
Since your passing, darkness means another night without you.
Just the thought of leaving you behind at the cemetery and driving home alone, agonizes me.
A mother should never bury her child.
Just the thought of coming home from the cemetery and seeing your red car in the driveway, and you are not home, frightens me.
But, your pictures that are in every corner of the house, on my necklace, my key chain, in my car, and this unique picture of you that I carry with me and sleep with it, remind me that you are alive and safe in my heart.
Because Mom, will always keep you and your memories alive, until you and God come for me.
Just the thought in knowing you are an angel in Heaven, soothes me.
Perhaps one great thought will overcome all the bad ones.
With God grace, I will continue my journey of grief with hope.
With you by my side, in my dreams, I will continue to pray for peace and healing.
But only, if I can feel you are happy and at peace.
With God, Jesus, and Blessed Mother guarding my Patrick in Heaven, duskiness in my heart will fade.
Because you know I love you so much, and I know I miss you more than I can understand.
GISELE G BARBOSA
Dedicated to my son, Patrick

MY SHATTERED LIFE
Where does a mother go when her loss is greater than life
Where does a mother go when her agony is more than she can handle
What a mother can do when her painful memories, images of her loss, are her worst shadows
What a mother can do when her tearful face is her saddest reflection
What a mother should do when life's insensitivity and unfairness is choking her
How a broken- hearted mother can carry her cross, her burden
How a mother can live with this unbearable, unthinkable loss
How can I get through this torturous, helpless journey
You tell me, Son... God, You make me understand my inconsolable, lonely world
Because I miss my son so dearly... I am all broken in pieces from severe depression, anguish
I am a Martyr of a horrid loss of my beloved son, Patrick... a price of being a mother.
GISELE G BARBOSA
To my Loving Son Patrick


OVER THE RAINBOW A BUTTERFLY IS FLYING... MY ANGEL PATRICK CONTINUES HIS LIFE WITH GOD


LOVE NEVER CEASES BUT GROWS DEEPER FOREVER





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MOM MISSES YOU DEEPLY |
February 24, 2011 |
MAY GOD COMFORT MY ANGEL INTERNALLY
Don't Grieve For Me
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard His call
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
to laugh, to love, to work or pray.
Tasks left undone must stay that way,
I found that peace at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
Perhaps my time has seemed all too brief,
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your hearts, and share with me
God wanted me now, He set me Free.
Shannon Moseley
MOM MISSES YOU DEEPLY |
February 24, 2011 |
MAY YOUR LIGHT BURN ETERNALLY BRIGHT
When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
When tomorrow starts without me and I'm not here to see...
If the sun should rise and find your eyes filled with tears for me,
I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today...
While thinking of the many things we didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me, as much as I love you...
And each time you think of me, I know you'll miss me, too.
But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand...
That Jesus came and called my name and took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready in heaven far above...
And that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly love.
So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart...
For every time you think of me, I'm right here in your heart.
~David Romano~
MOM MISSES YOU DEEPLY |
February 11, 2011 |
MAY GOD EMBRACE YOU WITH ETERNAL LIFE

... but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength. They will
soar on wings like eagles; they will
run and grow weary, they will walk
and not be faint.
Isaiah 40:31
GOD, JESUS, BLESSED MOTHER, HOLY SPIRIT AND ALL THE
ANGELS AND SAINTS PLEASE HOLD MY HAND AND SHOW ME THE WAY, FOR I AM TOO BROKENHEARTED TO SEE CLEARLY.
PLEASE BRING MY PRECIOUS SON PATRICK ALONG MY SIDE AND WRAP ALL YOUR LOVING ARMS AROUND MOTHER AND SON AND NEVER LET US SEPARATE. AMEN. THANK YOU.

MOM MISSES YOU DEEPLY |
February 10, 2011 |
MOM IS EMPTY WITHOUT YOU
TEAR
T = To accept the reality of the loss
E = Experience the pain of the loss
A = Adjust to the new environment without the lost one
R = Reinvest in the new reality
This is Grief Work. It begins when the friends have stopped calling,
everyone thinks you should be over it, “closure” has been effected,
and everything is supposed to be back to normal.
It's at this point that real grieving begins.
Thank you very much Angel Darko Durbic's Mom
It is so TRUE!!!!