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 |
July 29, 2010 |
MY PRECIOUS SON, YOU ARE FOREVER IN ME
COME INTO MY DREAMS
Come into my dreams and let me now you are still alive
Even though you are far away but close to me
Come into my dreams and show me you are at peace and happy
Even though I feel you were cheated out of your beautiful life
Come into my dreams and guide me to find peace and my faith
Even though I am skeptical about my healing and journey
Come into my dreams and direct me into that light at the end of the tunnel
For my broken heart and weak faith are yearning for that realism
From my end of so called-life and your glorious life as I have heard, prayed
Because you had a beautiful spirit during your physical life
And in God's hands, you have a tender spirit on your spiritual life
As I am so happy to be your mother and very content to be greeted
By my angel son, Patrick
Until then, my son be at peace... be near by.
GISELE G BARBOSA
To my loving son, Patrick
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MOM MISSES YOU DEEPLY |
July 29, 2010 |
YOU ARE ALWAYS ON MY MIND SON
THINKING OF YOU
Realizing I had a short time with you, pierces my heart
Remembering you were growing in my womb, brings me joy
Knowing I gave birth to you, makes me a very happy and proud mother
Having you in my life as my son, touches my soul
Accepting you as my Angel, reassures me I will see you again
But believing you are not here physically, is the hardest thing for your mother to accept
Because I love you, miss you so much, and need my son dearly in my life
Until we meet again, I am so proud to be your mother on Earth and in Heaven.
GISELE G BARBOSA
To my loving son, Patrick
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MOM MISSES YOU DEEPLY |
July 29, 2010 |
MOM IS ALWAYS THINKING OF YOU
REMEMBER ME
To the living, I am gone
To the sorrowful, I will never return
To the angry, I was cheated
But, to the happy, I am at peace
And to the faithful, I have never left
I can not speak, but I can listen
I can not be seen, but I can be heard
So as you stand upon the shore
Gazing at the beautiful sea, remember me
As you look in awe at a mighty forest
And its grand majesty, remember me
Remember me in your hearts,
In your thoughts, and the memories of the
Times we loved, the times we cried, the
Battle I fought and the times we laughed
For if you always think of me,
I will have never gone
AUTHOR UNKNOWN
My son, the one thing that separates you and this poem, is the fight
You had never believed in fight or violence. You were an angel on earth
And today you still are an angel in heaven.
With God grace, your life and memories will always be alive and vibrant
In this world, my heart, my life, my soul.
Be safe, happy, and at peace ETERNALLY.
I LOVE YOU DEARLY, my SON
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MOM MISSES YOU DEEPLY |
July 29, 2010 |
MOM LOVES YOU VERY MUCH
FOREVER ON MY MIND, IN MY HEART!
THE PRICE OF LOVE
My beautiful baby boy, Patrick was born
I was filled with happiness and grace
Along the milestones, dreams and hopes filled my heart...
My thoughts for my son and his three brothers
Then, Boom! For a second, Patrick's life was shortened.
All my hopes and dreams for my son were ceased
And I was left with only short memories...
And no more pictures of my son to look for
For God had called him home and a big part of me went with my son
Since then, I wake up with my anger, my disbelief, and great sorrow
And through the day, I feel powerless with my anger, my disbelief, great sorrow
With my restless nights, I go to bed holding my anger, my disbelief, great sorrow
After my body is too drained and numb to feel anything.
Since I lost my son, my torturous feelings are my companions into my journey.
Though my pain, sorrow, and sad tears are from loosing my son
My joy is masking my pain and agony and pretending to live in this world to fit in
A world who can never understand my loss... My agony.
My son is now in heaven where they say there is no pain, no anger, sorrow
While I am here on earth full of pain, anger, sorrow, and my sad tears
With the deepest grief my weak body, my broken heart and soul can not handle
Why me? Why my son, a beautiful heart?
When there are evil people, killers, rapists distroying this earth.
About four months ago, I had my four sons
And today, I still have my four sons
For Patrick still lives in my heart and mind
His presence still remains in our home
As I have his last pictures scattered in every corner of our home
As I know that grief is the greatest pain in our life
I also do know now without any doubt the pain of grief I am feeling
Is the price of being a mother and loving my son so much
I also know I am not afraid of death, the one thing I was so fearful for my sons,
Will take me to my son who had never left me
For he was always living safe in my heart and mind
Until then, I will look for your visits in my dreams
That make me feel alive and happy
Until I wake up and begin all over my worst journey... My dreadful life.
GISELE G BARBOSA
Dedicated to my loving son, Patrick
GISELE G BARBOSA
Dedicated to my loving son, Patrick
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MOM MISSES YOU DEEPLY |
July 29, 2010 |
MOM LOVES YOU VERY MUCH
THE BROKEN CHAIN
We little knew that morning that God
Was going to call your name.
in life we love you dearly,
In death we do the same. It broke
Our hearts to lose you; you did not go
Alone, for part of us went with you,
The day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories;
Your love is still our guide.
And though we cannot see you,
You are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken,
And nothing seems the same;
But as God calls us
One by one, THE CHAIN
Will link again.
AUTHOR UNKNOWN
PATRICK, MY ANGEL, THE CHAIN WILL SURELY LINK AGAIN HAPPILY IN HEAVEN
WHEN GOD CALL ME HOME. I AM LOOKING FORWARD FOR THAT REUNION.
I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU ETERNALLY
