Monday, October 22, 2012

Notes to you. . .

A few notes I have seen to you on good old facebook lately:  Gone but never forgotten!!

Rachel Smith Hoffman Lans, I know you probably see your boys more often than I get to...but I have to tell you, they seem to be doing well. I love how happy Mathew is and Andrew is your mini me and is the most content child...I adore them. Although your Surprise home is different now, I still feel you there. Miss you always.




I had a dream last night. It started out the same as I have had before. Two little boys, identical twins, my Brett and Ryan. They look just like my John William, light blond hair, fair skin, grey eyes. They are wearing white polo shirts and blue shorts, no shoes. They are running in a field of green grass flying kites. I know they are safe and happy.
Last night, you were with them...smiling and laughing. I woke up crying. After a while, the irony of the situation occurred to me. My two boys, taken from me. You taken from your two boys. While life is so not fair my friend, I must admit it gave me a small measure of comfort to think you had somehow found them and they are not alone. If you are with them, please tell them I love them and give them lots of hugs until I can see them again. I know they could not be in better hands. I love you.




I miss u ... U and ur big smile


Rebecca Smith Moore to Arnie Brown


Arnie, our girl has been heavy on my mind this morning. . . I wish she was here to give you a big hug . . . last year she barely had the energy to write on her white board "Happy birthday dad." Surely this year she is doing cartwheels in heaven for you. I wonder if she will find some way to wish you a happy birthday today! Maybe she'll give you a little extra breath to blow out all those candles!! ;) She'll always be the wind beneath your wings! Happy birthday Dad from another daughter born to a different mother. . I'll love you forever.
  • Arnie Brown Becca, thank you so much, I think Ilana is giving me much needed inner strength, we all know she had an abundance of that. Much love, Arnie




Jaimee Graham Smith
Sitting in my car. George strait blaring on the radio singing Low Places, one kid screaming, the other 2 playing the loudest game of Marco polo I have ever heard. I break down in tears. Even after almost 1 year Lana's memory can still break through in the most chaotic of times. Missing you a lot lately Lans.

Missing you today on your daddy's birthday . . crying the kind of tears that make your throat hurt. I love you Lans, always and forever.



  • Jaimee Graham Smith Missing her too! It is hard to think about what we were doing 1 year ago around this time. Lana I miss you and think about you all the time. I know what Becca means my chest aches when I take time to remember all the reasons I miss and love you. I take those moments often! You are still very much loved down here.

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