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Marcel Michael Hill My Bouncing Tigger Fat Face
Born 13/04/2003
Became Gods Angel 17/10/2004
A LETTER FROM HEAVEN
"To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say.
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I'm with you every
morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."
"It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here badly, you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man."
God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do,
and foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you... in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving months,
because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
But together we can do it by taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too....
That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and pain,
then you can say to God at night... "My day was not in vain."
And now I am contented.... that my life has been wothwhile,
Knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,
Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in you footsteps only half a step behind.
And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free,
remember you're not going.... you're coming here to me.
Journal
Sunday 17th October 2010 Hi my special boy
Another year has gone and I reflect every day on how big you would be?, what would be your favourite foods, what you laugh and giggle would sound like. My peace comes in bigger time frames and i fight my feeling of the pain of losing you as the grief is like a tidal wave. Six years today you got your wings, that seems like a lifetime away and other times it feels like yesterday....
Love you as big as infinety times infinety..
Always sitting on your rainbow or the white feather that appears in the garden takes me back to you
Mummy, Daddy, Keekee, T, Tiana and Awi.XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXx
Read Journal History
Links: http://www.caringbridge.org/nc/baileymccall bailey's page
http://caringbridge.org/mo/spencermom spencer's page
http://caringbridge.org/ne/gageedwards gage's page
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