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Kim Nesbitt Maureen Geisinger
McKayla W. Geisinger
December 20 1993 - March 19 2007

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12-05-2008 12:24 PM -- By: ,  From:  

A CUT FINGER

A cut finger
is numb before it bleeds,
it bleeds before it hurts,
it hurts until it begins to heal,
it forms a scab and itches
until finally, the scab is gone
and a small scar is left
where once there was a wound.

Grief is the deepest wound
you ever had.
Like a cut finger,
it goes through stages,
and leaves a scar.

Source unknown


12-05-2008 9:35 AM -- By: ,  From:  

 

Joy and Sorrow - Kahlil Gibran‏

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.

And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.

And how else can it be?

The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

Is not the cup that hold your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?

And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?

When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."

But I say unto you, they are inseparable.

Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.

Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.

When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall


12-04-2008 10:26 PM -- By: Randy Ariey,  From: California  

Hi KK its me Randy. I hope you will look after your family down here on earth. Your mom and I  are friends and are friendship will last forever. I know im not a stranger to you anymore. Pray for my family too. Thanks for being you! Randy


11-26-2008 1:48 PM -- By: FEELING YOUR PAIN,  From:  

It is frequently said that the grief of bereaved parents is the most intense grief known. When a child dies, parents feel that a part of them has died, that a vital and core part of them has been ripped away. Bereaved parents indeed do feel that the death of their child is "the ultimate deprivation" (Arnold and Gemma 1994, 40).

The grief caused by their child's death is not only painful but profoundly disorienting children are not supposed to die. These parents are forced to confront an extremely painful and stressful paradox; they are faced with a situation in which they must deal both with the grief caused by their child's death and with their inherent need to continue to live their own lives as fully as possible. Thus, bereaved parents must deal with the contradictory burden of wanting to be free of this overwhelming pain and yet needing it as a reminder of the child who died.

Bereaved parents continue to be parents of the child who died. They will always feel the empty place in their hearts caused by the child's death; they were, and always will be, the loving father and mother of that child. Yet, these parents have to accept that they will never be able to live their lives with or share their love openly with the child. So they must find ways to hold on to the memories. Many bereaved parents come to learn that "memories are the precious gifts of the heart...[that they need] these memories and whispers, to help create a sense of inner peace, a closeness"


11-26-2008 1:38 PM -- By: ,  From:  

 

Dear Compassionate Friends
 
        As I reflect on what I am thankful for I can share that our special friendship is certainly something that I count as a blessing. I am thankful for your support, and opening your hearts up to me and one another. I am so thankful for your compassion. I am very thankful for all the times you have let me tell you about Michael and for all the times you have honored me by sharing your cherished memories of your precious children, grandchildren, and siblings.
 
        As I reflect on my own cherished memories I remember a Thanksgiving  (now fourteen years ago!) when my son Michael, whose unique dream was to be a farmer, decided to raise a dozen turkeys!  Walking in the house one day to hear 12 baby turkeys on my porch was quite a shock!  He and his friend who owned a farm up the street raised the turkeys, cleaned them, and sold all of them but the largest turkey. That one he kept for us. I have yet to see a turkey that compares in size. I can now find such joy in remembering that event.
 
         Tomorrow my home will be filled with the voices of loved ones. Though it will be busy, I know I will find myself at times missing him and thinking both back to that last Thanksgiving and also to what might have been. I miss him dearly and I miss the possibility that I could be sharing this memory with his own child.
 
    Though there is still an ache, my heart is filled much more with gratitude. Yes gratitude! Gratitude for all the special memories he gave me. Gratitude that I had the special blessing of being MIKE'S MOM....and for that I am so very thankful. 
 
     I wish you all a peaceful day tomorrow. I hope that it is spent being with people who love you and support you. I also hope that though you too are missing your precious children, grandchildren, and siblings that you will also find some comfort in the cherished memories you have and the special blessing of loving them. 
 
With compassion and thankfulness for friendship,
 
Linda
Mike's Mom

11-25-2008 11:18 PM -- By: leslie,  From: mont vernon  

Moe,Greg and Amanda,

I finally got the courage to look at this beautiful memorial of McKayla. It's strange for me.....I greive for McKayla more than I've greived for anyone! I tear up just thinking of her. I knew her as a little girl in our brownie troop. I so looked forward to seeing that special little angel.I watched her grow up, not as closely as I would have liked. But I truely loved seeing you all at Walmart! To know I ment so much to her is an incredible feeling....I  visit her bench quite a bit. I talk to her and tell her what I have been up to and tell her I loved her deeply. She is never far from my thoughts! I look at her photo every day that is on my dresser. She made an impression on me that is so deep that I feel overwhelmed at times. Anyways, I just wanted to tell you these things and know that I miss her too and I think of you guys more than you think!! Take care!! Leslie


11-20-2008 10:55 AM -- By: HOMESICK,  From:  

You’re in a better place, I’ve heard a thousand times

And at least a thousand times I’ve rejoiced for you

But the reason why I’m broken, the reason why I cry

Is how long must I wait to be with you

 

I close my eyes and I see your face

If home’s where my heart is then I’m out of place

Lord, won’t you give me strength to make it through somehow

I’ve never been more homesick than now

 

Help me Lord cause I don’t understand your ways

The reason why I wonder if I’ll ever know

But, even if you showed me, the hurt would be the same

Cause I’m still here so far away from home

 

I close my eyes and I see your face

If home’s where my heart is then I’m out of place

Lord, won’t you give me strength to make it through somehow

I’ve never been more homesick than now

 

In Christ, there are no goodbye

And in Christ, there is no end

So I’ll hold onto Jesus with all that I have

To see you again

To see you again

 

And I close my eyes and I see your face

If home’s where my heart is then I’m out of place

Lord, won’t you give me strength to make it through somehow

Won’t you give me strength to make it through somehow

Won’t you give me strength to make it through somehow

 

I’ve never been more homesick than now

    Mercie Me

 

 


11-19-2008 9:24 AM -- By: Mommy,  From:  

Didn't get to visit today honey - Mands needed a ride to school.

I love you .. each beat of my heart, beats for you.

xoxoxoxoxo


11-17-2008 8:03 AM -- By: ,  From:  

Give a Hug
Day 326

Sometimes a hug is all that is needed.

Jeffrey, who lost his son, says, "The first Sunday we went back to church after this happened, one of the ladies walked in, and we did not know her at all. She walked over, and she saw our name tags. She just grabbed both of us and hugged us and started crying. And she didn't speak a word.

"That meant more to us just to know that she had a heart, and she had compassion. She didn't know what to say, and she didn't say anything. But she was willing to let her emotion show and just embrace us."

Christians are carriers of God's power. A simple, heartfelt hug provides a release of that holy, healing power. Always look for the opportunity to spread God's goodness daily and in a variety of ways.

One of the teachers of the law came and heard them debating. Noticing that Jesus had given them a good answer, he asked him, "Of all the commandments, which is the most important?"

"The most important one," answered Jesus, "is this: 'Hear, O Israel, the Lord our God, the Lord is one. Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.' The second is this: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.' There is no commandment greater than these." (Mark 12:28-31)

Lord God, may Your healing power be released in me as I take the opportunity to love. Amen.


11-11-2008 9:30 AM -- By: ,  From:  

You Need Others
Day 321

How many people are praying for you regularly? You need other people, and you especially need their prayers.

Barbara Johnson says, "Right when you're down in the middle of the pain and you're going through this, that's when you have to say, 'Hey, I'm a Christian, but I'm really hurting. I need you to pray for me, and I need you to love me because right now I'm not effective as a Christian. I just can't be bubbling out about how joyful I am. I will in time, but right now I need you to comfort me and I need God's love to comfort me.'"

When you first lost your loved one, you likely had several people praying for you and your family. But what about now? What about now when the grief is still deep and everyone seems to expect you to have bounced back into life?

Call a friend who will quietly listen and who will pray. Be sure to ask people for their prayers. They might not think to offer if the topic is not brought up!

"I always thank my God as I remember you in my prayers" (Philemon 1:4).

Comfort me with Your love, O Lord. Thank You for the prayers that are being said for me. Amen.

 


11-05-2008 8:54 AM -- By: ,  From:  

The Light
 

A flame shines in the darkness,

A single, flickering light;

A candle held in memory,

Dispelling the darkness of night.
 

A candle filled with memories,

It speaks a sweet child’s name;

And shines a light for all to see,

In a single, flickering flame. 
 

Soon other candles join the light,

Then thousands fill the sky;

Illuminating the darkness,

Proving love will never die.
 

Allison Chambers Coxsey


11-03-2008 11:32 AM -- By: ,  From:  

Just For Today

What will I do, just for today
to try and make the pain go away?

Do I hold your picture and maybe cry?
Do I sit confused and wonder "why?"

Will I ever laugh and be happy again?
I think I will, but I don't know when.

Will days get better as they say?
Will the emptiness ever go away?

Memories that my heart contains;
these are all that remain
of the one I held so dear.
My child, you're no longer here.

I wait for the day
I'll see you again.
Pure love from the heart.
Oh! - but when?

My faith never leaves me.
I think I'll pray
for God's loving comfort
just for today.

Gail Fasolo


10-31-2008 10:59 AM -- By: ,  From:  

Halloween Today Baby Girl.  The sadness envelopes us - for we should be excited to go trick-or-treating.

Loving you - we are heading out to decorate your place ... I love you and miss you with every breathe I take.

Hugs and kisses .... Mommy


10-31-2008 10:58 AM -- By: ,  From:  

Now I know

 

I never knew, when you lost your child what you were going through

I wasn't there I stayed away.

I just deserted you.

I didn't know the words to say

I didn't know the things to do.

I think your pain so frightened me

I didn't know how to comfort you.......

And then one day MY child died......

And you were the first one there,

You quietly stayed by my side, listened,

And held me as I cried.

You didn't leave, you didn't go

The lesson learned is.......

Now I know.

 

Unknown


10-30-2008 7:13 PM -- By: ,  From:  

Dear God,

 

We thank you for the gift of our McKayla.  You know what a treasure she has been for us.  It is not easy to part with her.  The days are hard ones for us.  The memories are there.  Bless the hurt in our hearts as we trudge along through each day.  Give us the energy we need to live our lives well.  Do not allow us to move into bitterness and alienation with you or with one another.  We can get through this painful time in our lives and we can go on with your strength to sustain us.  Grant us peace. Amen

 


10-30-2008 11:50 AM -- By: ,  From:  

THIS CANDLE

Tonight I light this candle
I want to honor you,
Remembering your life,
And all that you went through.

This candle soft and glowing
As I gaze into the flame,
Comforting memories flood my mind,
As I softly whisper out your name.

Such a small little light
But this candle surely shines.
Flickering along with my memories
As if seeing in my mind.

It dances with my smiles,
It reaches for my tears.
This soft little light is traveling
With me through the years.

Tonight this candle and I,
Will grow a garden filled with pain.
Nurtured by soft light,
Watered with human rain.

Tomorrow will come,
And I'll try not show my grief
But tonight I light this candle
And my memories will run free.

Author/Written By:
Kay Scruggs
©2007


10-29-2008 11:15 AM -- By: Mommy,  From:  

Couple more days and the start of the Holiday Season will be upon us.  Missing you so very much KK.  You can't even imagine.  To just feel no pain for a few moments would be wonderful.

I dreamt about you the other night. You were so beautiful. You were about 6 ... and you were playing wtih Amanda on her cot in Mommy and Daddy's room.  I said Greg - Amanda can you see her .. and neither of them could. 

You were laughing and smiling and saying - they don't see me mommy ... not sure why they couldn't.  And we hugged and laughed and for a brief moment, all was well in this world.

The pain of missing you is unbearable at time.  Please help us KK .. please help us love bug.

I love you so much and I miss you terribly.

Hugs and Kisses .... Mommy


10-23-2008 5:19 PM -- By: an AMS friend...,  From:  

Dear McKayla,

You probably know this but I look at your website everyday. Looking and reading through all of the pictures and moments that people have to share is amazing. I love you so much. You really were an awesome friend. It's hard for me to think back to that day that we heard the news, and even after a year and a half, I think about it all the time. It changed my life forever. I will never forget you. Thank you.

<3 


10-20-2008 12:58 AM -- By: ,  From:  

I am sending a mass message to all our VM angels,or the ones that I know anyway.I have a HUGE christmas tree,and this year my theme is going to be of the ANGELS.I am printing off pictures to put in snowflakes to hang on the tree.We have a contest in our county of the best christmas tree theme.We won the outdoor lighting 2 years ago,well 2nd place.So is it okay to add your angels picture?The reason I ask IF I was to win their will be a write up in the paper.Please let me know.My daughter is doing the cancer awareness theme.She already has her tree up working on it.It has pink lights,and is all done in pink and silver,the train is painted also for breast cancer awarness that goes around the track,ect.Hopefully one of us will win.Even if I don't then know your ANGEL was in the kansas city area at my house for our christmas celabration..I will be adding pictures at christmas time on the computer..Hugs, Rose
 


10-17-2008 7:59 AM -- By: ,  From:  

     The world is diminished because you are gone,
     But still a better place because you were here.

Getting ready for your First Annual Fall Candle Light Dinner. Oh how you would have loved the hustle and bustle … loving you and missing you still, with every breathe! xoxoxoxo


10-08-2008 1:05 PM -- By: Mommy,  From:  

Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, "I will try again tomorrow."

~ Mary Anne Radmacher/author

 

Another day we are surviving without you honey.  Please help us find some peace today - and help Daddy, I and Amanda.

Loving you - with every breathe I take. xoxoxoxo


10-08-2008 9:42 AM -- By: Barbara Leary,  From: Dr. Gravel's Office  

I did not know McKayla but after seeing all the beautiful messages of love and support, I can see how really special she was and still is.

Blessings and strength to all her family and friends, is my wish.

God Bless.

 

 


10-08-2008 9:26 AM -- By: ,  From:  

"My key to heaven is that I loved Jesus in the night."

"I know what you feel - terrible longing - with dark emptiness
- and yet He is the one in love with you."

"Never let anything so fill you with sorrow,
as to make you forget the joy of the risen Christ."

—Mother Teresa


10-03-2008 6:17 PM -- By: Kayty Cropley,  From: Nashua,Nh  

I really do miss her very much.She was one of the nicest girls in my CCD class.We were sheep in a play.I can still think back to that when she was still alive.


10-01-2008 11:17 AM -- By: ,  From:  

On the Journey To Becoming Fully Human

written by RANDALL W. TREGO

 

I still remember holding the eighteen week old twins in the palm of my hands. As I peered down at their tiny bodies I was in awe of their finger nails, the eye lids and little toes that were all so perfectly formed. With reverence I witnessed the grief stricken young parents mourning their children they would never be able to nurture. Nor can I quite forget my experience in the Emergency Department with the seventeen year-old boy who was found in cardiac arrest in his bed at 7:00 a.m. by his parents shortly before they were to leave for work one morning. The doctors came into our small consultation room to tell us that they were able to bring him back one more time, but not sure how many more times they could do so. He was to have his senior pictures taken later that morning. At another time there was the elderly gentleman who had been raking leaves the day before, then went out into the yard the next morning to see his work, went back into the house to lay down, never to wake again. A bit later his wife called one of his sons and said, "Son, your daddy is dead, his is done dead."

 

I have learned that to become fully human is to live with the awareness that we will not live in our human bodies forever. To become fully human is to celebrate the joys of birth and the sorrows of death. To be fully human is to walk on this earth realizing that the greater gift that we do not yet fully comprehend is yet to be known. It is to realize that our humanity is connected to the dust of this earth, where our bodies will one day return. The brokenness, the sorrows and imperfections of this life will one day pass away when we will enter that place where we will behold God face to face.

 


09-27-2008 2:59 PM -- By: Rea mom of Emile,  From: Johannesburg, South Africa  

((((Moe))) I love all the pics you have added to KK's page. She is so beautiful and I know Billy is running around with her now and having a great time. You are close to my heart my friend and I love you so much!!!


09-25-2008 12:26 PM -- By: Mommy,  From:  

Hi Honey:

Well, by now you know how heart broken we are - again. Billy got hit by a car and is gone ... perhaps have you seen him.

I hope so - I hope our pets get to be with us once we make it through this very long and lonely road ... without you. 

Are you helping us honey - because it really doesn't feel like it - it feels so lonely ... so dark ... and now with Billy - just please watch over Amanda ... her heart is broken - just like mine is not having you with us ..

Loving you with every breathe I take xoxoxo


09-24-2008 6:51 PM -- By: Erin Demers,  From:  

 hey KK. it's been a while since i have came onto this site. i just wanted to let you know that even though i don't visit this site often, or talk about you much, it doesn't mean that i dont love or miss you. its just too painful for me to talk about. i miss you, and love you so much. i swear you are always on my mind. i think about you every single minute. i hope you know how much i love you and how amazing you are. 

 

I love you..


09-19-2008 8:09 AM -- By: ,  From:  

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain, there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you

Broke, Lifehouse


09-16-2008 7:00 AM -- By: ,  From:  

 

"I applied my heart to what I observed and learned a lesson from what I saw" (Proverbs 24:32).

"who through faith are shielded by God's power until the coming of the salvation that is ready to be revealed in the last time (1 Peter 1:5)"

Holy God, I pray that something good can come out of this situation in my life. Help me to see this, and please take down any barriers that block my view. Amen.


 

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