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October 23, 2009
Last night I dreamed of Rick. He has been gone now for 10 months and I have only dreamed of him 3 times. The first 2 dreams were a couple of weeks after his death and both times I was standing behind his casket. In one of those I was fighting off people that were trying to take pictures of him. Last night I dreamed that I was in the car with my husband Jim. It was as if we were at the airport waiting for someone. Then all of a sudden Jim says "there he is" and I see Rick running for the car. I jump out the door and there he is. Smiling so big, so glad to see me, he put his arms around me and we hugged and hugged. I could feel my arms around him, I can still feel my arms around him......I did not want to wake up. If only I could have that dream every night, it was such a beautiful dream....
Momma loves you darling and I always will. My heart is broken without you but I will see you soon in Heaven.

Remembering By Elizabeth Dent

I love you so very much Rick and I will never, ever forget you! You were the best son any mother was ever lucky enough to have and I was so blessed that you were mine. You were the best part of my life. I just wish we had more time together. We had so many things left to do together. That is why I bought the place on the river so I could be close to you. I wish so desperately that God had taken me and not you. You had so much to live for but I guess God needed a special angel. Save a place for me as I hope so much to see you soon. I will always love you baby, you are in my heart.........Momma
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This letter is from Rick's Aunt Phyllis. Phyllis and Bea have no children of their own. Rick stayed at their house many times over the years and they couldn't have loved him any more if he was their own....Bea has been disable for the last few years and he and Rick became very close as Bea spent alot of time helping on the farm and looking after Rick's cattle which he is still doing......... Thank you Phyllis and Bea for loving my son........

While strolling thru “His Garden” God chose our special “Rose” for “His” bouquet. Unfortunately one “He” only let us borrow for a while. A stem we may think was cut to short. I thank God and feel honored for this “Rose” to have bloomed in our lives. We were Blessed! With a sunny and bubbling personality, a smiling face and a care free spirit of peace. Those of us that share this special connection can call ourselves the lucky ones, because our “Rose” is a gift we can all treasure. Of course our hearts are shattered, but one thing for sure we can proudly wear those scars upon our hearts, forever engraved with the “Finger of God” written with qualities, all wrapped up with a unique love like no other. Life is not our own, but we will always share a spirit filled with memories never to be measured by man. Our promise to you, we will look after Debra & Walker. My ‘lil’ man holds a very special corner deep in my heart. God showed me I have been selfish, thinking only of my own hurt, when I look inside the eyes of an eleven year old, I thought of his own personal crisis, there won’t be any shortcuts of emotional healing for any of us. No one will ever fill the shoes of his idol and hero. We probably will never understand what is going on in his ‘lil’ tender mind. Thank God of his maturity, he’s wise beyond his years. I just pray for God to cushion his life, we just got to put our Faith and Trust in the Lord. He has been a Friend to Bea and me over the years, when we thought each one of our situations happened, we couldn’t go on, but He was always there for us. I know, there’s no doubt in my mind, “He” will take care of you all. Maybe one day when we are pondering in our minds and have drifted a million miles away “He” will gently whisper in our ear and softly say, “This is why I chose your “Rose” for my Bouquet” My heart will always be open with the same love as before, anytime you need a friend, I am here with unlimited time.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY - FROM HEAVEN

From Our Precious Children - To The World

Hey World - When the rest of you are celebrating Mother's day - with all your gifts and cards,

I'm wondering if you would please remember, My Mom - because it's still so hard.......

It may seem to you that my Mom's had plenty of time -

To do her grieving and to adjust and to get me off her mind.

But what you may not understand is that for her it's never over,

and with Mother's Day approaching it makes things that much harder.

From Us - To Our Precious Children

Oh, my precious child, how I miss you, how my heart still breaks into -

When I think of all my Mother's Days now are spent here without you.

How I wish you were here with me so I can feel your sweet, kind touch,

And share my Mother's Day with you, for I love and miss you so very much.

From Our Precious Children - To Us

Oh, Momma, don't you know by now, I know just how you feel,

But know for sure within your soul, our love is still very real.

Mom, I would like to say some things and make it crystal clear,

That although I'm not with you in bodily form, I'm really very near.

So, Happy Mother's Day, from heaven Momma, I just wanted you to know,

You are still the best mother in the whole wide world, and I still love you so.

Now listen very closely to me, Mom - It's important that you show,

To those you come in contact with, so that the world will know.

That when I left the world below and came to heaven above,

I brought with me all our good memories and your sweet motherly love.

So, when the rest of the world is celebrating Mother's Day, with all their children who are still there,

You and I can still hold each other close in the "secret world" we share.

For I live on in every memory that resides within your heart,

and even death cannot separate us or cause our love to part.

So, my gift to you this Mother's Day is one that cannot be seen,

but it comes wrapped with tissues of love, and sent on angels' wings.

I am sending you hugs and kisses and words of love that say -

"To the best mother in the whole wide world,"

"HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY"

~ By Faye McCord, in honor of all Bereaved Mothers ~ in Memory of all our Children ~

~ and in loving memory of my son, Lane McCord (1/26/65 - 9/13/98)

rexandfaye@bellsouth.net

Jackson, MS