MEMORIES
Life stands still and aches with memories.
Memories that aches so deeply of a precious life cut too short.
My son Patrick who left me behind to grieve
a loss that has no words, no definition,
no explanation, no concept.
I am left only with sorrowful feelings that linger deep
within my wounded soul reminding me to hold on to those
bittersweet memories.
These memories which came from a life that I love
so dearly and treasure.
God, help me to keep those powerful memories
because today I cherish them more than my own existence,
for it is my memories of my son Patrick, who is my life and
my light until the end.
Dedicated to my son Patrick Christian Barbosa
Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond's glint on snow
I am the sunlight on the ripened grain
I am the gentle Autum's rain
When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift uplifing rush of quiet birds in circled flight
I am the soft, bright stars that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die.
Until we meet again my love.
My sweet Aaron David.
Love,
Mom
Wishing You & Yours a very Merry Christmas
My wish to you....
You're in my thoughts this Christmas,
so I say this little prayer...
"May Angels always bless you,
and keep you in their care,
and May the Heaven's angels
light a Christmas star,
to shine on you all year through...
no matter where you are."
Merry Christmas
MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM MY FAMILY TO YOUR FAMILY.
This is my poem that was published on the newsletter at the Annual Candle Lighting from The Compassionate Friends in my town.
Yesterday was a sad moment seeing my precious son Patrick's name and pictures on display among the children who were gone way too soon from us... Yesterday was also my Christmas moment in memory of my beautiful son Patrick Christian who has forever changed my life the day he left me empty, confused, and so alone to grieve!
Lighting a candle for my son Patrick
Before I lost my son Patrick
Lighting a candle was just a tradition
To get my prayers answered more quickly,
But today after I lost my son Patrick
Lighting a candle is a painful reminder
Of my greatest loss of a beautiful life cut
So short... My son Patrick.
Lighting a candle is now an unthinkable,
Unbearable reminder of so many hopes
And dreams taken away from me.
But in the depth of my sorrowful journey,
Lighting a candle is also precious
Memories of Patrick that are taken into my
Broken heart and shattered soul as a
Keepsake to keep his memories alive
Beyond my life on earth.
Lighting a candle for my son is my faith
In God to embrace Patrick's new life
As glorious and peaceful as His kingdom.
Lighting a candle for my son Patrick is a
Symbol of my eternal love for him
That I am his mom and he is my son for
Eternity, for love never dies but grows
Deeper.
Lighting a candle will always surround
The beautiful soul of Patrick wherever I am
To guide him into eternal life.
Lighting a candle says it all Son:
I love you
I miss you
I need you
I am here for you always
You see, God, lighting a candle is a
Must... A link from me a lost mother to my
Beautiful son Patrick.
O Lord, Let it Shine High and Bright!!!
Amen. Amen. Amen.
Dedicated to my son Patrick Christian
LostMom to Patrick Barbosa
GREATEST BLESSINGS ON THANKSGIVING DAY FROM MY SON PATRICK AND HIS FAMILY TO YOUR ANGEL AARON AND HIS FAMILY.
