Chance Wayne Wilcox

On Easter Day the veil between time and eternity thins to gossamer.  ~ Douglas Horton ~

From one parents to another that has lost their precious child;

Sending warm thoughts across the Atlantic on this day even harder than the others.

You have created a loving memory of Chance. What a beautiful young man he is. Your loss is hard, but we know it never gets easy. The tragedy of loosing a child is the worst pain we can endure in this lifetime. Life goes on, but were changed forever. Everyday is a difficult day and the anniversary date is especially hard. May you have peace and comfort and know his spirit is watching over you on tihs difficult day.God Bless.

MEMORIES

Life stands still and aches with memories.

Memories that aches so deeply of a precious life cut too short.

My son Patrick who left me behind to grieve

a loss that has no words, no definition,

no explanation, no concept.

I am left only with sorrowful feelings that linger deep

within my wounded soul reminding me to hold on to those

bittersweet memories.

These memories which came from a life that I love

so dearly and treasure.

God, help me to keep those powerful memories

because today I cherish them more than my own existence,

for it is my memories of my son Patrick, who is my life and

my light until the end.

Dedicated to my son Patrick Christian Barbosa

Angel Dates are so hard on loved ones , especially one's own childern.

Christmas In Heaven

I see the countless Christmas trees, around the world below, With tiny lights, like heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow.

This sight is so spectacular, please wipe away that tear, For I am spending Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.

I hear the many Christmas songs, that people hold so dear, But the sound of music can't compare with the Christmas choir up here. For I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring, For it's beyond description to hear an angel sing.

I know how much you miss me, I see the pain inside your heart, But I am not so far away, we are really not apart.

So be happy for me, dear ones, you know I hold you dear, And be glad I'm spending Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.

I send you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above, I send you each a memory, of my undying love.

For after all "Love" is the gift, more precious than pure gold, It was always most important, in the stories Jesus told.

So please love and help each other, as my Father said to do, For I cannot count the blessings, or the love He has for you.

So have a Merry Christmas, and wipe away that tear, For I am spending Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.

I can't tell you of the splendor, or the peace here in this place, Can you imagine Christmas, with our Savior, face to face?

I'll ask Him to lift your spirit, as I tell Him of your love, So then pray for one another, as you lift your eyes above.

So please let your hearts be joyful, and let your spirits sing, For I am spending Christmas in heaven, and I'm walking with the King!

Wishing you hope, peace and comfort for Christmas and throughout

the New Year!

Thinking of you and

your precious Chance always.

                      Lighting a candle for my son Patrick

Before I lost my son Patrick

Lighting a candle was just a tradition

To get my prayers answered more quickly,

But today after I lost my son Patrick

Lighting a candle is a painful reminder

Of my greatest loss of a beautiful life cut

So short... My son Patrick.

Lighting a candle is now an unthinkable,

Unbearable reminder of so many hopes

And dreams taken away from me.

But in the depth of my sorrowful journey,

Lighting a candle is also precious

Memories of Patrick that are taken into my

Broken heart and shattered soul as a

Keepsake to keep his memories alive

Beyond my life on earth.

Lighting a candle for my son is my faith

In God to embrace Patrick's new life

As glorious and peaceful as His kingdom.

Lighting a candle for my son Patrick is a

Symbol of my eternal love for him

That I am his mom and he is my son for

Eternity, for love never dies but grows

Deeper.

Lighting a candle will always surround

The beautiful soul of Patrick wherever I am

To guide him into eternal life.

Lighting a candle says it all Son:

I love you

I miss you

I need you

I am here for you always

You see, God, lighting a candle is a

Must... A link from me a lost mother to my

Beautiful son Patrick.

O Lord, Let it Shine High and Bright!!!

Amen. Amen. Amen.

Dedicated to my son Patrick Christian

LostMom to Patrick Barbosa

When my heart is heavy,
full of worries and cares,
it's a comfort to know
that you're out there.

When the sky is gray
and everything's going wrong,
I know you'll walk beside me
even if the road is long.

And you'll stay with me
until the sun shines once more,
because you know exactly
what angels are for.

Life's most
beautiful things
are not seen
with the eyes,

but felt
with the heart.

Wishing you
a special Thanksgiving
of the heart.

"We're alike you and I
And we need each other.
Don't turn away but give me your hand
And for a time we can cease to be strangers.
And become who we truly are,
A family closer than blood.
United by a bond that was forced upon us--
But a bond that can make us stronger,
Still wounded and not sure,
But stronger because our sorrows are shared."
"WE NEED NOT WALK ALONE"
~ By Judy Dickey ~