Gabriel Lopez

 

~HAPPY EASTER TO EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU..~

I JUST WANTED EVERYONE TO KNOW THAT IAM DOING OK,

MY COMPUTER CRASHED AND I LOST EVERYTHING, SO PLEASE

BARE WITH ME AS I TRY AND GET EVERYONE BACK..

ALSO IF YOU WOULD, I LOST YOUR EMAIL TOO, WOULD YOU PLEASE EMAIL ME AT mufassa73@gmail.com SO I CAN GET EVERYONES EMAIL BACK.. MUCH LOVE TO YOU ALL, AND YOUR LOVED ONES..

LOVE, MELISSA SCATTO

 

                     FROM OUR HOME TO YOURS  

                         

 

          HAVE A BLESSED, HAPPY EASTER!

         LOVE, GISELE AND PATRICK.

♥ ︽♥ ︽♥ ︽♥ ︽♥ ︽♥ ︽♥ ︽♥ ︽♥ ︽♥

In the soft and dusky evening, Angels all around me fly...
I can see their wings of moonlight, I can hear the songs they sigh...
Through that troubles that assail me, in this place of tears and woe, may I feel their soft embraces with me everywhere I go.
Let me always 'see' my Angels...let me always 'feel' their love. Know that they are always with me, Heavens helpers from above.
In the evening of my sojourn, comes the time I must depart, may my Angels cluster closely, weaving peace around my heart.
In the soft and dusky evening, Angels all around me fly...
I can see their wings of moonlight, I can hear the songs they sigh...
"Are you there"....I whisper. No answer comes to stir the evening soft and fair.
"Are you there?".... I ask again. Silence spreads its balm on heavy summer air.
"You see I really need you!...need to know your really there....need to feel your comfort and compassion...for burdens much too heavy for me alone to bare"....
Again no answer.
Slowly and Sadly I rise, and run distracted fingers through my hair.
What's this?....a soft and downy feather, white as drifting snow and sparkling like frost in winters air!
Thank you! Oh thank you.....for answering my prayer

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HAVE A BEAUTIFUL WEEKEND. ALL MY LOVE TO YOU AND YOUR BELOVED ANGEL. XOXO

                          

 

 

 *TOGETHER, HAND IN HAND, WE WILL WALK THIS JOURNEY TOGETHER~FOR TOGETHER WE ARE STRONG~

Inevitable Reality
by Liz Waller

The clouds move on, the earth turns grey;
The happiness I felt, has quickly gone away;
The whisper of the wind, seems to call my name;
I try to respond, but it seems I'm not the same;
Time elapses slowly, into the universe;
It's definitely not a pleasure, nor is it a curse;
Nothing seems to matter, no one seems to care;
I reached out to touch you, but you're not really there;
Everything I see, and everything I feel;
Sometimes seems like a dream, where nothing there is real;
I grasp onto reality, and try to play this game;
But every single thing, always remains the same;
The mist is finally fading, the truth is here to stay;
The illusions are finally passing, the lies have gone away;
But reason cannot save me, tears will not heal;
I've giving it some time, to see what will be revealed;
No one has the answers, no one holds the key;
I’m wishing for a miracle, that you'd belong to me;
Until then, I’m lost with my solitude;
Lost in this window, with no view.


ALL MY LOVE XOXO

May the Spring bring home sweet memories of our angels and give us hope to carry on thru each new season.  Thank you for always keeping my Timmy in your thoughts.  God Bless Always - Bette, Timmy's mom

 

 

 

"SITTING SILENTLY BESIDE A FRIEND WHO IS HURTING MAY BE THE BEST GIFT WE CAN GIVE"

AUTHOR UNKNOWN

The Monarch
Jessi Hersey

A single Monarch butterfly
floats so-silent-soft to earth;
carried by the breeze
to land on my outstretched hand.

Gazing at the majestic painted wings,
I am consumed by memories:
of releasing Monarchs in remembrance of
your free spirit,
and of the one butterfly
that would not leave, clinging to me.

"That's My Angel!"
Mom had said.
I blink, and no longer see the insect,
but your face, the
angelic features that I have missed.

You smile at me,
warm brown eyes all aglow,
and I can't help but smile in return.

Looking up, I find myself
not in my world,
but in yours:
a world of indescribable and unimaginable beauty.

Your small, warm hand grasps mine,
pulling me down a path
lined by glittering butterflies.

"Follow me!"
I do, and on the way we talk,
me of home,
and you of Heaven.

Being around you after all this time
becomes too much, though,
and tears blur my vision, threatening to spill.

You smile up at me,
"Please don't cry"
and I see that you are near to tears yourself.

Always the protective one,
I manage to stay my tears
and throw my arms around your tiny frame.

"I thought I'd never see you again,"
my voice is barely a whisper.
You look me straight in the eye.
"I'll never leave you," you promise.
"Never!"

Looking farther down the path,
I spot a door of light,
shimmering gloriously ahead.

"What is that?" I ask you.
Smiling still, you reply:
"That is where I live,
where I must go."

And in a flash of light, you are through the door,
and I know I cannot cross with you.
I don't belong here.

All of a sudden, I'm back where I started,
the Monarch gracefully fluttering
upward, circling my head
before disappearing into the sky above.

"Why couldn't you just stay here?" I ask,
although I already know the answer.

You were not meant to live here on Earth,
just as I could not follow you into Heaven.
Remembering your promise, I smile to myself.
Some day, I will pass through that door,
but not today.

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE CANDLES, TRIBUTES AND PICTURES YOU LEAVE FOR MY ANGELS. IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME. I DON'T KNOW WHERE I WOULD BE WITHOUT ALL YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT. GOD BLESS YOU. HAVE A WONDERFUL WEEKEND. ALL MY LOVE GLORIA AND MY BEAUTIFUL ANGEL ANTHONY XOXO

            

 

You are the "Pot of Gold" at the end of my Rainbow....

                      

                            

 

There’s a magical place known as Heaven Where everything’s lovely and green, And castles and cottages cover the hills... With a beauty like you've never seen. There are Blessings and Smiles to greet you, wherever you happen to roam. And as much "Luck & Joy" as the shamrocks  that grow~ In this land that the "Angels" call HOME!!!  Have a Beautiful and Magical St Patrick's Day....

My Chango, so much going on.  I never have time to visit your site.  I wake up with you on my mind.   I cry myself to sleep missing you.  The tears flow and flow and I hide so that nobody knows.  My pain will never go away.  I miss you so much mijito.  I am so blessed to have loving friends who have kept your candle burning.  And for all of the beautiful graphics.  Please watch over our Angel families and friends.  You are my Chango, I miss you so much. 

I love you my son.

Mom