i miss you so much.seeing your pictures or even thinking about you makes me cry.Knowing you were here,and played such a big role in my life,and now your not.i love you so much clint.So many memories.i remember the night you were in the hospital.i had a dream and you were in it.you were with your friends.and i wanted you to stay and play with me.But you left,you went with your friends.And when i woke up the next morning,hoping you were okay.Mommy told me you were dead.And hearing Clint and Dead together didnt make any sense to me.And it still dosent.i love you bestfriend.i love you uncle.i love you clint.
i wish you were still here.
Just cruising the internet because my soul is empty, trying to figure out what kind of memorials I can do for my loved ones, when I wandered across your site. I'm so sorry for your loss. I know how your soul aches because mine does. I haven't lost a son, but I've lost my entire family. The heart goes on, but it's always empty. We go on, but life is never the same. We'd like to not go on, but we owe it to those who have gone before us to continue on.
I have no words to help you because I'm searching myself. I just want you to know that I feel your pain and if I could, I'd take it away from you. But I cannot. Modern society flees from death, but death will come. All souls live on. If I didn't believe that, I'd go crazy. Your son is still with you and always will be. We can't prove that life goes on after death, but those of us who've experienced the death of a loved one know that they're still with us.
Please keep the faith and know that I share your pain. Your son is beautiful and he will always be with you. You WILL
The Promise
Genesse Bourdeau Gentry
Your birth brought me starshine,
The moon and the sun;
My wishes, dreams gathered
‘round my little one.
My life became sacred,
Full of promise and light,
All wrapped in the girl-child
Who brought love at first sight.
The years of your living
Filled with laughter and tears,
Excitement, adventure,
Some boredom, some fears,
But ended too quickly,
Ahead of its time.
The loss so horrendous,
Such heartbreak was mine.
But from the beginning,
One thought rose so clear:
Never would your death erase
The years that you were here.
I would not be defeated
Or diminished by your death;
I would hang on, learn to conquer,
If it took my every breath.
For if your death destroyed my life,
Made both our lives a waste,
‘twould deny your life’s meaning
And all the love you gave.
I vowed that years of sadness
Would change, with work and grace,
To years of happiness, even joy,
In which you’d have a place.
Memories of you, like shining stars
In the patterns of my soul,
Are beacons flashing light and love,
And with them I am whole.
In your honor, I live my life,
Now living it for two,
Through all my life, you too will live.
You lived, you live, you do.
We Remember Them
In the rising of the sun and in its going down,
We remember them;
In the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter,
We remember them;
In the opening of the buds and in the warmth of summer,
We remember them;
In the rustling of leaves and the beauty of autumn,
We remember them;
In the beginning of the year and when it ends,
We remember them;
When we are weary and in need of strength,
We remember them;
When we are lost and sick of heart,
We remember them;
When we have joys we yearn to share,
We remember them;
So long as we live, they too shall live,
For they are now a part of us, as
We remember them.
— From Gates of Prayer, Reform Judaism Prayer Book
