It's with great sadness that i came upon this site. Milo was a great friend for so long and then just like that he moved away and we broke contact. I have been searching on FaceBook on and off for the past few months and somehow this time it brought me here.
I am very sorry for your families loss, Milo was always such a wonderful person! I knew him throughout highschool and for a little bit after. Bi-Polar disorder is a disease that so many slip thru the cracks.
Milo is in my heart always as is his family. Just recently my son and I were going thru some old photos and it was a delight telling my son of my old friend....although now for so many different reasons. I will hold his memory dear and always smile when I look at pictures of the fun times we had!
Thinkin of you....Have a beautiful Celebration in Heaven! God Bless!
Dear MrsGoodall and family,
I stumbled on this page completely by accident, it came up in a search of pictures of Muskroses (I am on my way to paint a design that includes roses!) We are contemplative Nuns in North Wales GB www.poorclarestmd.org
We were very moved and will pray the Office for the Dead for Milo.
may God bless you all,
Sr Maria
BIRTHDAY IN HEAVEN
I HEARD YOU CRYING YESTERDAY
AND FELT YOUR HEART SENT LOVE
SO I'M SENDING YOU THIS MESSAGE
FROM HEAVEN UP ABOVE
YOU'RE WONDERING IF I'LL CELEBRATE
MY BIRTHDAY WAY UP HERE
I KNOW YOU'LL BE MISSING ME
I FEEL YOUR ESSENCE NEAR
GOD PLANNED A SPECIAL DAY FOR ME
HE TOLD ME WITH A WINK
HE ORDERED ME A SPECIAL CAKE
IT'S ANGEL FOOD I THINK
I'M GETTING LOTS OF HUGS FROM GOD
HE'S REALLY GOOD AT THAT
AND EVERY TIME I WALK BY
HE GIVES MY HEAD A PAT
BALLOONS WILL FILL THE STREETS FOR ME
THEY FLOAT UP THRU THE CLOUDS
AND WE HAVE LOTS OF CLOWNS UP HERE
THEY MAKE US LAUGH OUT LOUD
I'VE MADE SO MANY FRIENDS UP HERE
WE LAUGH AND PLAY AND SING
WE ENJOY THE MOUNTAINS AND SUNSHINE
AND WE SLEEP IN ANGELS WINGS
I'LL HAVE MY CAKE AND ICE CREAM
AND OPEN MY GIFTS WITH SURPRISE
BUT WE DON'T BLOW OUT CANDLES HERE
INSTEAD WE LIGHT THE SKIES
Wishing you a gentle Christmas filled with beautiful
memories of Milo.
"'I'll lend you for a little time
A child of mine," God said.
For you to love - 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, till I call him home,
Take care of him for Me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you,
His time shall be brief.
You'll have his lovely memories
A as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise you that he'll stay,
Since all to earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there
I want my child to learn.
I've looked the world over
In my search for teachers true,
And from the throngs that crowd
Life's lanes, I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love,
Nor think your labor vain,
Nor hate Me when I come to call to
Take him back again?'
I am sorry it's taken me so long to get this done Marla but I am sure you
understand why. in memory of BJ. xoxo
Rosemary
