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In memory of Shane Michael...
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Home | Letter to Shane | Remembering Shane | Shane's Family & Friends | Thank You's | Now what?
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Our beautiful little angel Shane was unexpectedly
diagnosed on October 26, 2007 by ultrasound with several severe birth defects of an unknown cause that were
incompatible with life. He was silently born to us 2 weeks later on November 8, 2007 at 12:17 PM. He weighed 3 pounds,
5 ounces, and he was 11 1/2 inches long.
We spent 8 months dreaming of our baby boy, waiting
for the day he would come home and be a part of our family. In just those 2 short weeks, we had to give up every dream
we had of ever holding him or seeing him smile or seeing him play with his big brother Miles. There are no words
to describe the feelings we all went through.
Today, I just try to stay grateful for every minute
I had with Shane. Feeling him move around and feeling him alive inside me for as long as I did is a feeling I will
never ever forget. I loved being pregnant with him because I was able to give him life.
Although he is still a huge part of our lives, it's
nothing like we dreamed it would be. I can only give credit to this little boy Shane, my angel, and of course to all of my
wonderful family and friends, for the unrealized strength that I have had through all of this. Despite
such a short life, he left his tiny footprints on so many hearts. It is only through our memories that he lives on.
I can only hope that his story will continue to touch
hearts, and heal families that are going through this overwhelming and unexpected pain of losing their babies. This website
is dedictated to him and his memory.

The way to love something is to realize that it might be lost...

For A Moment
(author unknown)
I saw for just a moment, your little arms and legs. The
little blur they said was you, but now you've gone away.
I heard for just a moment, the beating of your heart. The
sound that held such promise, but soon it would depart.
I dreamt for just a moment, of the day I'd hold you tight. I'd
listen for your little breath, and rock you through the night.
I cried for just a moment, when they said that you had
gone. I laid alone in silence, that seemed so very long.
I prayed for just a moment, that you would be reborn. Into
my arms you would come and forever would be warm.
I was for just a moment, the mother of a child. Who laughed and
cried and ment so much, if only for a while.
In that single moment, when I finally said farewell. I knew that we
would meet again little baby, for time will only tell.

An Angel Never Dies
(author unkonwn)
Don’t let them say I wasn’t born, That
something stopped my heart I felt each tender squeeze you gave, I’ve loved you from the start.
Although
my body you can’t hold It doesn’t mean I’m gone This world was worthy, not of me God chose that
I move on.
I know the pain that drowns your soul, What you are forced to face You have my word, I’ll fill
your arms, Someday we will embrace.
You’ll hear that it was meant to be, God doesn’t make mistakes But
that wont soften your worst blow, Or make your heart not ache.
I’m watching over all you do, Another child
you’ll bear Believe me when I say to you, That I am always there.
There will come a time, I promise you, When
you will hold my hand, Stroke my face and kiss my lips And then you’ll understand.
Although I’ve
never breathed your air, Or gazed into your eyes That doesn’t mean I never was, An Angel never dies.

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"You can shed tears that he is gone,
or you can smile because he has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that he'll come
back,
or you can open your eyes and see all that he
has left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see
him,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live for
yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember only that he is gone,
or you can cherish his memory and let it live
on.
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and
turn your back,
or you can do what he would want - smile, open
your eyes, love, and go on."
David Harkins

Do Not Stand
At My Grave
(author unknown)
Do not stand
at my grave and weep,
I am not
there, I do not sleep,
I am the
thousand winds that blow,
I am the
diamond glint on snow.
I am the
sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the
gentle Autumn rain.
I am the
shining star at night,
When you
awake to the morning light.
My time has
come, I am at rest,
I am the
sunset in the west,
I am the
clouds that race above,
Where I watch
over those I love.
Do not stand
at my grave and cry,
I am not
there, I did not die.
So, here
the words that here I say,
I am the love that
guides your way.

A
Million Times
by Patricia
Grant
A million
times I needed you,
A million
times I have cried.
If love
alone could have saved you,
You
would have never died.
In life
I loved you dearly,
In death
I love you still.
In my
heart you hold a special place,
That
none will ever fill.
It broke
my heart to lose you,
But
you did not go alone.
For
all my love went with you,
The
day God called you home.

Acceptance
by Gwen Flowers
It isn't letting go. It's
going on. It isn't only shadows, And it isn't only dawn. It isn't getting through it, It's letting it come through
me. Not living in the darkness, Though the darkness I can see. It's living with the sorrow But finding memories
sweet. It's knowing that it takes both sides To make it all complete. It's soaking up the sunshine Along with
the rain. It's learning to let laughter live side by side with pain. It's knowing that the years Won't change
a love that's real, Or take away the joy you brought, or the sorrow that I feel. It's knowing tears and laughter Can
live on the same face, And your impression on my heart Can never be erased.

A poem for Mother's Day....
Dear Mr. Hallmark, I am writing to you from heaven, and though it must appear A rather
strange idea, I see everything from here. I just popped in to visit your stores to find a card. A card of love for my
mother, as this day for her is hard.
There must be some mistake I thought, every card you could imagine Except
I could not find a card, from a child who lives in heaven. She is still a mother too, no matter where I reside I had
to leave, she understands, but oh the tears she's cried.
I thought that if I wrote you, that you would come to know That
though I live in heaven now, I still love my mother so. She talks with me, and dreams with me; we still share laughter
too, Memories our way of speaking now, would you see what you could do?
My mother carries me in her heart, her
tears she hides from sight. She writes poems to honor me, sometimes far into the night She plants flowers in my garden,
there my living memory dwells She writes to other grieving parents, trying to ease their pain as well.
So you see
Mr. Hallmark, though I no longer live on earth I must find a way, to remind her of her wondrous worth. She needs to
be honored, and remembered too, Just as the children of earth will do.
Thank you Mr. Hallmark, I know you'll do
your best. I have done all I can do; to you I'll leave the rest. Find a way to tell her, how much she means to me Until
I can do it for myself, when she joins me in eternity.

Twinkle twinkle little star
How I wonder where you are
Up above the world so high
Like my diamond in the sky
Twinkle twinkle little star
How I wonder where you are
When you were growing in my womb
Then you were taken far too soon
It's not fair, it's not right
Twinkle fades into the night
Twinkle twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are
You never had a chance to start
But thank you for your tiny spark
I could not see which way to go
If you did not twinkle so
Twinkle twinkle little star
How I wonder where you are...
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