| Location | Jarrow |
| Age | 28 years |
| Date of Birth | 17/08/1979 |
| Date of Death | 18/01/2008 |
| Visitors | 24,037 since 10/02/2008 |
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*. *.*Born 17 August 1979.*.*.*
Became an Angel 18 January 2008
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All About Steven
Lots of people have asked what was Steven like, so I thought I would try and write down a few
things.
Steven was born in Germany and didn’t have the best start to life. He got stuck in the birth
channel and several attempts by one of the junior doctors they realised that he couldn’t be born
normally and Gail was rushed down to have an EC. Waiting outside the operating theatre seemed to be
a lifetime, but eventually someone came out to announce I had a son and both mother and baby were
doing fine. Again I had another wait till they cleaned both of them up. Gail was groggy when I went
to see her but pleased that she give me my first son, although she told me I had to go and see the
sister as there was some concern over his foot. The reason Steven was stuck during birth was one of
his feet had been stuck in a rip. There was a slight deformity of the foot but we were reassured, it
was nothing to worry about. Every day I visited the hospital even though it was a round 3hrs journey
for me, we both decided that he would be called Steven David, David been after myself. When he left
hospital he had a L shape black plaster on his leg, which hopefully would help to push back his foot
into shape. During that time I was also leaving the army, so plans were putting in for us returning
back to England.
When we returned to England at first we lived with my mum, till we got our own house, during this
time we came great friends with a girl called carol, who had just had a baby also. It was during
this time we noticed that Steven was slow at developing. We voiced our concerns to the doctor but
was also told we were over zealous parents and he was developing normally, but as parents we knew
then something wasn’t quite right. In the mean time we were still getting treatment for his foot.
Aged 18 months he was still unable to walk, and with one meeting with the consultant he suggested
surgery to correct his foot, as the Xrays had shown the bone was twisted from below the knee to his
foot. Surgery was scheduled for 3 months later, and during that 3 months wait, Steven decided he was
sick of shuffling on his bum to get everywhere and just got up and walked, although he did still
drag the foot behind him. So just before his 2nd birthday Steven entered hospital for his surgery,
as any parent whose child has had surgery knows, when you look down at them so small lying on the
operating theatre, you just wish you could take their place. It was whilst in hospital Steven
discovered a great game to play. The corridor in the hospital must have been about a half a mile
long and had a slight incline from top to bottom, of course Steven was in the very top ward. On one
of the visits his uncle took him in his wheelchair and ran up and down this corridor, much to
Stevens delight. The sound of Steven laughing and giggling could be heard right through the
hospital, to Steven he called this “round the twist”, and had everyone that visited him running
up and down the corridor with him. The operation was a success and Stevens leg was at long last
straight.
It was just after this time, that our health visitor changed, so we got on to her about Stevens
development. Much to our delight she agreed and arranged for some tests to be done at home. It was
after the tests that Steven was Diagnosed as Slight Down Syndrome, and we arranged to visit a
special school near our home to see if we could get Steven in it. In the mean time we had got
nursery school arranged for Steven, but he never seemed to have fitted in, yet the first day we
visited Greenfields, Steven felt at home, you could see it in his face. Greenfields was a beautiful
school, full of love and happiness, at times when you visited you could cry when you seen some of
the more severely disabled children. Steven was at that school from the age of 3 till the age of
18.
Just before Steven entered the school, we moved housed as we came part-time caretakers of the St
John’s Ambulance brigade Headquarters, of which we were both members, plus it was a lot closer to
school. Steven loved this house, he used to sit at the window and watch people arriving at the
brigade headquarters.
Steven now felt he belonged, he was happy at school and at home. Unfortunately not long after this,
his mum and me decided we would go our separate ways. But I continued visiting him and weekends and
during holidays. It was during this time I developed Stevens love for football and his precious
Newcastle United. I used to take him to the training ground to watch the players train, all the
players used to make a fuss of him. One player stood out from the others, Paul Gasgoine, at the time
he was a youth player just breaking into the first team, he spend time after training to play
football with Steven, and then he said to him if he made it big in football he would return to give
Steven a lift in his car. As people in England know Gasgoine went on to be one of the top players in
England. Years later we were going to the training ground when a car pulled up beside us, and a
familiar voice shouted “I’ve come to give you a lift”, there was Paul Gascoine in his car for
filling his promise that he made years earlier to give Steven a lift, about 30 mins later Steven
returned with a smile as big as any and pockets full of chocolate. Paul Gascoine received a lot of
bad press during his time, but to me he will always be special for what he did for Steven.
Steven although young when he died had a full life, he had his various clubs he used to go to,
Thursday nights was his only spare night. He also used to love television as was a great lover of
the various soaps. He will always be remembered at the PHAB club for his adventurous spirit, and as
it was said for getting the microphone and telling everybody “Come on lets party”
Steven was a happy person and with an infectious smile that made other people smile as well. If he
didn’t know you, he would introduce himself. He was loving and caring, hate was a word he never
used, He never complained even near the end when he must have been in a lot of pain, his one concern
was always other people, he always made sure he asked if you were alright. Steven leaves behind a
legacy of love to all that knew him.
"I'll lend to 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 back,
Take care of him for me?"
"He'll bring his charms to gladden you
And should his stay be brief,
You'll have these precious memories
To comfort you through grief."
"I cannot promise he will stay
Since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn."
"I've looked this world over,
In my search for teachers true.
In the crowds of this great land,
I have selected you."
"Now will you give him all your love
Not think the his life was vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call
To take him back again?"
Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.
I am not there. I did not die.
For those who loves us
Like a shadow falling over us
You had to go, you couldn't stay
Our grief is heavy
Our hearts grown cold
But somehow knowing
Knowing that your pain is over
It's healing parts of our souls
Like a shadow through the night sky
Like a river calmly washing over my feet
Like the sweetest summerbreeze
You are still here with me through these days
So shine over us, make the pain go away
I know you're there, sometimes right here by my side
Though I never knew you
You're still here, standing by my side
Is it to show me, I'm not alone?
So I can show them all
That they aren't alone, that you all are watching over them
So take care of those I love
Cause the distance is to far
I can't go there
Even if I'd really tried
I need to sort my life out
To be who I long to be
So like the night air
Visit them
Visit mom
By Anna (Sweden)
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- ♥♥------♥♥--You care.
♥ `*•.¸ 25th October 2009 ♥ `*•.¸
WITH LOVE.XxX
Tomorrow is always a day away
Today is here and now
Yesterday will never stay
For God will not allow…
We must take this day He’s given us
And hold it in our hearts
For each day does slowly fade away
And today will soon depart…
God has given us something special
We hold it deep within
The special gift of memories
To retrieve and live again…
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Thibutes For Week Starting 26th October
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FOR MONDAY
In our hearts your memory lingers,
Sweetly tender, fond and true,
There is not a day, dear Loved One
That we do not think of you.
FOR TUESDAY
Nothing can ever take away
The love a heart holds dear.
Fond memories linger every day
Remembrance keeps them near.
FOR WEDNESDAY
Looking back with memories,
Upon the path you trod,
We bless the hours we had with you,
And leave the rest with God.
FOR THURSDAY
Those we love we never lose,
For always they will be,
Loved, remembered, treasured,
Always in our memory.
FOR FRIDAY
Memories Of Me
I’d like the memory of me
To be a happy one,
I’d like to leave an afterglow
Of smiles when life is done..
I’d like to leave an echo
Whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
And bright and sunny days.
I’d like the tears of those who grieve,
To dry before the sun,
Of happy memories that I leave behind
When life is done.
FOR SATURDAY
Separated For Now
Although death has separated us physically,
Faith and love have bound us eternally.
Though we cannot see you,
We know you are here.
Though we cannot touch you,
We feel the warmth of your smile,
As we begin a new chapter in our lives.
Today we pause to reflect upon
Those who have shaped our character,
Molded our spirits and touched our hearts.
May the lighting of this candle be a
Reminder of the memories we have shared,
A representation of the everlasting
Impact you have made upon our lives.
FOR SUNDAY
A Special Gift
You were a gift sent straight from Heaven.
Given to us from God above.
We didn't know how much you would teach us
About the meaning of true love...
For true love sometimes means letting go
Of someone precious and dear.
That is what we were forced to do...
Although we wanted to keep you here!!!
However, this is quite a selfish wish.
One we know we should ignore...
But, sweet Angel, we truly do believe
That God must have needed you more...
Perhaps to be an Angel now,
Full of wisdom and love...
Watching over those of us who love you
From the shining stars above.
We miss you more than you can know.
You will never be replaced...
In our hearts and memories forever,
Will be your sweet and innocent sleeping face.
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Thoughts Today, Memories Forever
Angela Christopher’s Very Proud Mum
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When Time who steals our years away
Shall steal our pleasures too,
The mem'ry of the past will stay,
And half our joys renew.
- Thomas Moore,
God Bless
Love to you Joe.
BUTTERFLIES FROM HEAVEN
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆
When we lose our loved ones they never die
For I know once heaven takes their souls
The Dear Lord leaves a little of them here
To turn into beautiful butterflies
So they can be near our hearts
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆
Blessed are those who can see the beauty
Of the life which has gone to what is "God's Art"
When we look for the angels
They will send us Jesus' love
I saw a butterfly today, my last prayer I gave away
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Heaven is more than souls of our loved ones
When a father, mother, a brother, sister or a child dies
Their hearts live in those who have loved them
Every grain of sand, every sunrise and sunset
All the good things we know and love
They all go to Jesus for Him to protect
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As a gift, The Lord, lets us have a glimpse of those we love
For a brief moment in time, for a short while
A butterfly is seen at our window, sent from heaven
Then we know, all will be well with those we love.
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆
Written by Linda Ann Henry
♥ `*•.¸ 24th October 2009 ♥ `*•.¸
WORDS OF AN ANGEL
May the angels keep you till morning.
May they guide you through the night.
May they comfort all your sorrows.
May they help you win the fight.
May they keep watch on your soul.
May they show you better ways.
May they guard you while you're sleeping.
May they see you through your days.
May they show you new hopes.
May they still your every doubt.
May they calm your every fear.
May they hear you when you shout.
May the angels keep you til morning.
More than this I cannot pray.
And if the angels ever fail you.
Then may God be there that day.
~Author Unknown~
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Angel Dust
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
The angel flies in and hovers over your bed
Blowing angel dust to bring you sweet rest
To settle over your tired, anxious spirit
Can you not hear it
The rustle of her fluttering wings
As the angel blows her dust and sweet rest it brings
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆
With a smile the angel flutters away
To leave you in her masters care
Knowing the heavenly father is always there
Sending sweet night dreams to ease troubles away
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆
So settle my child
And drift away to sweet peace and rest
Allowing troubles to drift away
And arise to joy in the morning
Of a brand new day
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ ☆ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Jane Ward Smith
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★ I picked a star to wish upon,from all the stars above,I closed my eyes and made a wish,to send you lots of love.★
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We miss you more than anything........................
every second of every day...........................
my heart completly shattered....................
the day you went away..........................
I wish that you'd tell me your okay.........................
thats all i want to hear......................................
i want to have you near me.........................
i want to feel you near........................
I just want to know that your happy............................
and that life,it doe's go on......................................
i'l never stop worring about you.......................
cos thats my job as your mum................
If you can find away to tell me....................................
that all you have to do......................................
then i could cope a little easier........................
instead of always wondering about you......
Just a few little signs..................................
thats all i need to see..........................
things that only we'd know.............
it would mean so much to me.......
I'll leave you now to think it over......................
and then hopefully one day......................
you'll send me all those little signs..........
and then i'll know your okay...............
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LOTS OF LOVE ALWAYS SHARON XXX
Thank you
I just wanted to say THANK YOU
In a special kind of way
For all the messages and thoughts
You share with me each day
I've tried to think of all the things
That say how much I care
And so I'm sending special hugs
For all of you to share
So I'm sending you this message
It's what I want to do
To say how much I really care
For every one of you.
Thank you for all your support while I've been away. Wishing you a happy weekend. Love Liz, Stuart's mum x
Walking with an Angel
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Walking with an angel,
I do it every day
Your guardian angel is with you,
come what may.
Assigned by God,
and sent to watch over you
He's with you each day,
no matter what you do.
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You don't believe,
you don't think this is so
He guards each step you take,
he wants you to know.
Ever been close to death,
just one step away,
Catch yourself saying,
boy was I ever lucky today.
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Luck didn't do it,
whether you realize it or not
Protected in his arm's,
the Lord has not forgot
You don't believe,
you don't think this is so
He guards each step you take,
he wants you to know.
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More times than you know,
death does knock
But your angel will protect,
if you're planted firmly on the rock.
The next time you come close,
take a good look around,
He may be right next to you,
or no where to be found.
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You don't believe,
you don't think this is so,
He guards each step you take,
he wants you to know
You may or may not see him,
but he's always there
Remember that the next time
you miss death by a hair.
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Do you need an angel,
do you know where to look
All the promises are given,
just read it in God's book
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You don't believe,
you don't think this is so
He guards each step you take,
he wants you to know
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The minute you are saved,
you're assigned an angel of your own.
He will see you through,
till God calls you home.
On that day he will step forward
and take your hand,
He will lead you through the gate,
home to the promise land.
You don't believe,
you don't think this is so.
He guards each step you take,
he loves you, and wants you to know.
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Written by: Jim Clawson
Nite God bless Stevenxxx
Sending you
Lots of love always .
God bless
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