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| Age | 28 years |
| Date of Birth | 17/08/1979 |
| Date of Death | 18/01/2008 |
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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)
------♥♥------Put This
----♥♥-♥♥--- -On Your
---♥♥---♥♥-- -Loved ones
---♥♥---♥♥-- -Page if
---♥♥---♥♥-- -They
----♥♥-♥♥--- -Died
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----♥♥-♥♥--- -cancer
---♥♥---♥♥-- -To show them
- ♥♥------♥♥--You care.
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
✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ
Do you believe in angels
I know I surely do
The day I got my angel
Is the day god sent me you
I always feel your presence
As I’m going through my day
And during hard times and struggle
I can feel you as you pray
You’re always right there next to me
With everything I do
And when I need my angel
I’ll be calling out for you
All I have to do
Is look deep inside my heart
For you my angel are always there
And never shall we part
✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ
copyright� Melinda Tanner
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No further away than a picture,
A smile or remembered phrase,
Our loved ones live in memory,
So close in many ways.
*♥*
For how often does a sunset,
Bring nostalgic thought to mind,
Of moments that our
Loved one shared,
In days now left behind.
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How often has a flower,
Or a crystal summer sky,
Brought golden reflections,
Of happy times gone by!
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Yes, memory has a magic way,
Of keeping loved ones near,
Ever close in mind and heart,
Are the ones we hold most dear
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Unknown
For A Very Special Angel
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Your presence I miss,
Your memory I treasure,
Loving you always,
Forgetting you never.
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Loving you is easy,
We do it every day,
Missing you is a heartache,
That never goes away.
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No farewell words were spoken,
No time to say goodbye,
You were gone before we knew it,
And only God can tell us why.
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Lots Of Love Always Sharon & Angel Stacey xxx
IITH NOVEMBER 2009
✿..LET US REMEMBER THEM...✿
✿ 'Please wear a poppy', the lady said
and held one forth, but I shook my head.
Then I stopped and watched as she offered them there,
And her face was old, and lined with care;
But beneath the scars the years had made
There remained a smile that refused to fade.✿
✿ A boy came wistling down the street,
Bouncing along, on care free feet
His smile was full of joy and fun,
'Lady', said he, 'May I have one?'
When she pinned it on, he turned to say,
'Why do we wear a poppy today?'✿
✿ The lady smiled in her wistful way,
and answered, 'This is Rememberance Day,
And the poppy there is the symbol for,
the gallant men who died in war,
and because they died you and I are free--
Thats why we wear a poppy, you see'.✿
✿ 'I had a boy about your size,
with golden hair and big blue eyes.
He loved to play and jump and shout,
free as a bird he would race about.
As the years went by, he learned and grew
and became a man--as you will, too.' ✿
✿ 'He was fine and strong, with a boyish smile,
but he'd seemed with us such a little while
When war broke out and he went away,
I still remember his face that day.
When he smiled at me and said'Good-bye,
I'll soon be back, mom, so please don't cry'.✿
✿ 'But the war went on and he had to stay,
and all I could do was wait and pray.
His letters told of the awful fight,
(I can see it in my dreams at night),
with the tanks and guns and cruel Barbed wire,
and the mines and bullets, the bombs and fire.'✿
✿'Till at last the war was won-
and thats why we wear a poppy son'.
The small boy turned as if to go,
Then said 'Thanks lady, I'm glad to know.
That sure did sound like an awful fight,
But your Son-- did he come back alright?'✿
✿ A tear rolled down each faded cheek;
she shook her head, but didn't speak.
I slunk away in a sort of shame,
and if you were me you'd have done the same;
For our thanks, in giving, is oft delayed,
though our freedome was bought-and thousands paid.✿
✿ And so when we see a poppy worn, let us reflect on the burden borne
By those who gave their very all
and asked to answer their country's call
That we at home in peace might live.
Then wear a poppy. Remember-- and give!✿
✿ Lest we forget......✿
Copyright ~ 2009 by Blair Leger & ilovepoetry.com
ღ♥ღ To my beautiful family ჱܓ
ღ♥ღ I just want to let you know
ღ♥ღ I love and I miss you so
ღ♥ღ But I’m also having fun
ღ♥ღ I know how painful it must be
ღ♥ღ I know the hurt you feel
ღ♥ღ I know you feel you can’t go on
ღ♥ღ But I am always near
ღ♥ღ So keep these words in your heart
ღ♥ღ And keep my picture close
ღ♥ღ To remind you I LOVE YOU
ღ♥ღ And I am your Angel ჱܓ XxX
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Flying on the wings of freedom
I soar across my life
I suddenly release my anguish
I’ve been freed from strife
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I held a boulder for so long
I was weak and heavy laden
My walk was hard and tedious
For release I was waiting
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I know that you weep for me
Because I left you alone
Know that I am with you still
I watch from heaven’s throne
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One day we will meet again
But for now I’m watching you
Holding your hand and waiting
For when you come here too
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Keep me always in your heart
Believe I am at peace
God held out his hand that day
I took it to end my grief
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My walk on earth was blessed
Because I had you to love
You are my family and friends
Remember I am right above
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So please weep no longer
Write on your heart your word
Tell the story of heaven
The greatest that’s ever been heard
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Twanica Adcock 2004
10TH NOVEMBER 2009
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~Life Beyond ~
Let them go, but not completely.
Hold on to them, but not too tightly.
Love them as you know you will,
as you always have.
Rejoice that they are well, the only difference
now is that you cannot see them,
But you feel them still and they will always be with you.
The spirit does not die as the body dies
and Love is of the spirit.
Nothing you have experienced together can be taken from you.
And your loved one shall be eternally yours in that love.
Weep not too long, that they may also cry,
But rejoice in their life and in yours also.
Let yours continue to be a celebration of all life; of your shared love,
Knowing that God holds you both in the palm of his hand
And in loving you both shall reunite you.
~~ Author Unknown.~~
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♥ `*•.� 10th NOVEMBER 2009 ♥ `*•.�
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Love Shines Through
Like a shadow in the moonlight
Like the whisper of the seas
Like the echoes of a melody
Just beyond our reach
In the shadow of our sorrow
Past the whisper of goodbye
Love shines through eternity
A heartbeat from our eye
By : Catherine Turner
♥ `*•.� 11th NOVEMBER 2009 ♥ `*•.�
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TIME WILL EASE THE HURT
by Bruce B. Wilmer
The sadness of the present days
Is locked and set in time,
And meaning to the future
Is a slow and painful climb.
But all the feelings that are now
So vivid and so real
Can't hold their fresh intensity
As time begins to heal.
No wound so deep will ever go
Entirely away;
Yet every hurt becomes
A little less from day to day.
Nothing can erase the painful
Imprints on your mind;
But there are softer memories
That time will let you find.
Though your heart won't let the sadness
Simply slide away,
The echoes will diminish
Even though the memories stay.
♥ `*•.� 12th NOVEMBER 2009 ♥ `*•.�
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Memories ?
Memories fill the empty space
Where you used to lie
Tears flood my eyes
As I see your face
Your smile
I hear your voice
The humour
I smile...
God Bless You Beautiful Angel
With me all the while
My memories
Take me straight to you
Bridge time and space
Uniting us forever
In an unbroken embrace
Have A Lovely Week My Friends.
With Love Always Linda.xxx
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Having you not with me
Hurts more and more each day
Although I feel a closeness
In a very special way
Even as I go to sleep
Every thought is of you
And I never thought i'd miss you
In everything I do
So i'm hoping that these words
May some how let you know
That you're in my heart forever
And i'll always love you so
The one and only thing
That helps me with the pain
Is dreaming of the time
When I will see you again.
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