Amanda Marie Gaston

I'll paint you a Rainbow

to hang on the wall,

to brighten your heart

when the gray shadows fall.

On a canvas of joy

outlasting the years,

with a soft brush of sweetness

to dry all your tears.

I'll paint you a Rainbow

with colors of smiles,

That glow with sincerity

over the miles.

On a palette of words

I will tenderly blend

tones into treasures

of sunlight and wind.

I'll paint you a Rainbow

that reaches so wide,

Your sights and your sorrows

will vanish inside,

and deep in the center

of each different hue,

A memory fashioned

especially for you.

So lift up your eyes,

for suspended above,

A Rainbow designed

by the fingers of Love.

                                 A Hug From God

Sometimes I think I've got it all together-
I've figured out what life is all about.
It lasts a while and then it always happens-
A curve-ball come that I can't figure out.

I struggle to find my way through all the darkness-
the more I try the harder it seems to be.
Until I reach a point of fear and desperation-
It hurts so much I fall down on my knees.

A hug from God will ease a broken heart.
A hug from God will fill your life with love.
A hug from God who is your loving father-
is always there- just look to him and pray.
Oh, God please send your loving hug my way.

The room grows quiet as tears stream down my face-
the pain inside is all taken away.
A warmth surrounds my cold and shaking body-
As God's hand wipes the tears off of my face.

A hug from God will ease a broken heart.
A hug from God will fill your life with love.
A hug from God who is your loving father-
is always there- just look to him and pray.
Oh, God please send your loving hug my way.

My Beautiul Daughter Amanda You will always give me reason to continue to live my life . . . I will always be so thankful for having such a caring soul in my life, even if it was only for only 18 years . . . It is such a blessing to have you even more closer, now! My Mandie { HUGS}      

Angel Moms

We have shared our tears and our sorrow,
We have given encouragement to each other,
Given hope for a brighter tomorrow,
We share the title of grieving mother.

Some of us lost older daughters or sons,
Who we watched grow over the years,
Some have lost their babies before their lives begun,
But no matter the age , we cry the same tears.

We understand each others pain,
The bond we share is very strong,
With each other there is no need to explain,
The path we walk is hard and long.

Our children brought us together,
They didn't want us on this journey alone,
They knew we needed each other,
To survive the pain of them being gone.

So take my hand my friend,
We may stumble and fall along the way,
But we'll get up and try again,
Because together we can make it day by day.

We can give each other hope,
We'll create a place where we belong,
Together we will find ways to cope,
Because we are Angel Moms and together we are strong!

Dear Cecelia,

First I have to say that your angel Amanda is just beautiful and a very charming young lady. I lost my 18 year old son on January 23rd, 2008 and when I came across Amanda's site I couldn't believe they became angels on the same day at the same age. I cried and cried when I realized this. I so hope they have met in heaven and become close friends. Brent always loved the pretty girls so I am sure he found Amanda right away.

I still feel completely numb and totally heartbroken as I am sure you feel the same way. I don't think as mothers we ever get used to losing a child. The entire bottom of my world caved in on January 23, 2008 just like yours did. I am so so sorry for your loss of your precious Amanda. I read her site and she sounds so much like my wonderful son Brent. He was just a sweetheart too with great sense of humor and willingness to please. I miss him so badly my heart aches for him. No parent should have to bury their child~it is suppose to be the other way around.

You and your Amanda will remain in my thoughts and prayers everyday.

Love,

Terri Bowden

Proud Mom to angel Brent Bowden~FOREVER 18 & FOREVER LOVED.

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