Think of your child, then, not as dead, but as living; not as a flower that has withered, but as one that is transplanted, and touched by a Divine hand, is blooming in richer colors and sweeter shades than those of earth.

Richard Hooker

My son gave this card to me a week before he got married. He was so worried I would feel like I was being replaced. His heart was always 10 steps ahead of always caring for others. He truly had a heart of gold and he was my hero.

When I lost my son I realized how much I depended upon him to survive all my storms. He was my person. My every day phone call. I woke up each day thinking how will I breathe today. I became a different person. I no longer could feel true joy with so many blessings still in my life. It is a pain like no other. I lost my Mom my Dad 5 months apart and my brother . This was Gods true test in my faith.

To honor you, I get up everyday and take a breath.
And start another day without you in it.

To honor you, I laugh and love with those who knew your smile
And the way your eyes twinkled with mischief and secret knowledge.

To honor you, I take the time to appreciate everyone I love,
I know now there is no guarantee of days or hours spent in their presence.

To honor you, I listen to music you would have liked,
And sing at the top of my lungs, with the windows rolled down.

To honor you, I take chances, say what I feel, hold nothing back,
Risk making a fool of myself, dance every dance.

You were my light, my heart, my gift of love, from the very highest source.
So everyday, I vow to make a difference, share a smile, live, laugh
and love.

Now I live for us both, so all I do, I do to honor you.

~ Connie F. Kiefer Byrd

My son loved to take photos of his daughter. He was so in love with her. He often said she was the love of his life. I’m so glad he was able to feel that kind of love. The love of a child and parent is God greatest gift to us. If

your lucky enough for it to be placed in your life you have felt a joy like no other.