Curtis Dawson (1989

I'll lend you for a little time, a child of mine, "He said," for you to love the while he lives, and mourn for when he's dead. It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three, but will you 'til I call him back, take care of him for me? He'll bring his charms to gladden you, and should his stay be brief, you'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief. I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return, but there are lessons taught down there, I want this child to learn. I've looked this wide world over in my search for teachers true, and from the throngs that crowds life's land, I have selected you! "Now will you give him all your love, not think the labor vain, nor hate me when I come to call, and take him back again?"
I fancied that I heard them say "Dear Lord, Thy will be done," for all the joy the child shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run. We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may, and for the happiness we've known, forever grateful stay. But should the angels call for him, much sooner than we planned, we'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.

Please take a minute and light a candle in his memory!

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As the years pass slowly by
I feel the grieving is not over
the pain is still inside.
My life must continue
And the tears I have learned to hide
But I know it will never leave
This pain we feel inside.
The family goes on with there lives
And I know this is how it should be.
I share in their joys and sorrows
But that pain won't let me be free.
Where Curtis rests, I visit often
And the pain is always near.
My friends and families say
How well I‘m doing
If they only knew deep within me
From this pain there is no relief.
When alone I talk to you, Curtis
I ask you to be by my side
And the warmth of your memories comfort me
But the pain will always abide
because it is only memories.
Some day I will hold you in my arms again
And then and only then I will be free of this PAIN.
Forever Love You!
Forever Miss You!
Forever Tears!
MOM

Thank you Kate Porter for making this nice graphic for my son Curtis.

THE CORD

We are connected, my child and I, by an invisible cord not seen by the eye. It's not like the cord that connects us 'til birth, this cord can't be seen by any one on earth. This cord does it's work right from the start, it binds us together, attached to my heart. I know that it's there though no one can see, an invisible cord from my child to me. The strength of this cord is hard to describe, it can't be destroyed, it can't be denied. It's stronger than any cord man could create, it withstands, the test, it can hold any weight. And though you are gone, though your not here with me, the cord is still there but no one can see. It pulls at my heart, I am bruised-I am sore, but this cord is my lifeline as never before. I am thankful that God connects us this way, a mother and child, death can't take it away! Deeply loved and sadly missed by Mom.
Author Unknown.

The Broken Chain
We little knew that morning that God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone;
for part of us 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, the pieces are left to begin;
but as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.
-Author Unknown

Just Maybe
Just maybe… we were supposed to meet the wrong people before meeting the right one so that, when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.
Just maybe… when the door of happiness closes, another opens: but, often times, we look so long at the closed door that we do not even see the new one which has been opened for us.
Just maybe… it is true that we do not know what we have until we lose it, but it is also true that we do not know what we have been missing until it arrives.
Just maybe… the happiest of people do not necessarily have the best of everything: they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.
Just maybe… the brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, after all, you cannot go on successfully in life until you let go of your past mistakes, failures and heartaches.
Just maybe… you should dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go, be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you dream of, and want to do.
Just maybe… there are moments in life when you miss someone – a parent, a spouse, a friend, a child – so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real, so that once they are around you appreciate them more.
Just maybe… the best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you have ever had.
Just maybe… you should always try to put yourself in others’ shoes. If you feel that something could hurt you, it probably will hurt the other person, too.
Just maybe… you should do something nice for someone every single day, even if it is simply to leave them alone.
Just maybe… giving someone all your love is never as assurance that they will love you back. Do not expect love in return: just wait for it to grow in their heart: but, if it does not, be content that it grew in yours.
Just maybe… happiness waits for all those who cry, all those who hurt, all those who have searched, and all those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of all the people who have touched their lives.
Just maybe… you should not go for looks: they can deceive: do not go for wealth: even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you smile, because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one that makes your heart smile.
Just maybe… you should hope for enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, and enough hope to make you happy.

♥
~~His Smile ~~
by Mom

Some called him "Big Curt"
some called him "Turtle"
His smile was his trademark
without a hurdle.
A room would brighten
when Curtis came in
'cause the first thing you saw
would be his grin!

A son and brother so precious;
a friend so true!
Whatever he had
he'd share it with you!
A thought a deed a kind
word for a while
But always oh always
He'd share 'His Smile'.

Our hearts are breaking
our thoughts are going wild!
We've lost our friend:
We've lost our child!
"But only for a while"
I heard Jesus say
"He's been chosen for the
Master's Bouquet!"

Hand selected by Jesus from
this 'garden of life'
Gone to Heaven!-He's
through with this strife!
Why is he gone?
God only knows.
But Oh what a treasure
A "smiling rose!"

Remembrance

Remembrance is a golden chain
Death tries to break,
but all in vain.
To have, to love, and then to part
Is the greatest sorrow of one's heart.
The years may wipe out many things
But some they wipe out never.
Like memories of those happy times
When we were all together.
~ (Author unknown)