You're grown up, but I still see.
The little boy you
use to be.
Playing tricks and hide and seek,
Something new every week.
Cars and trucks and dirty bugs.
sticky kisses and hugs.
Those days were filled with love,
And everything you dreamed of.
You've made me so proud
And I see my dreams came true.
When I look into your eyes,
And that little boy I recognize.
My love grows
In my heart you'll always stay.
Thank you for being my son,
And the most perfect one!
Thank you so much!! The good thing about this birthday is I've begun to accept that I'm
a good person and deserve good things to happen. I think that's a big step in growing up and being successful! I don't feel
guilty for receiving compliments and/or rewards for who I am and what I do. And, you've been a huge part of helpin' me turn
out this way! I wouldn't have made it this far w/o you! I love you, and this next year will be even better for me and for
you! Hope everything is well! See ya in a couple weeks!!
Well 25 years ago today you were about 3 hours old. What a great day for us all. Now you have grown up to be a great
person with a big heart! You have so much going for you and I know it will all fall in place each year. I do not know
many men that have looks,charm,brains and feelings all wrapped into one and these are the things that make you so very
special to me and I am sure to others.
I hope you have a great year and many more ahead of you!
I love you so very much and so very proud of you each and every day! Mother
You Let Me Know You Love Me
You let me know you love me
In so many different ways.
You make me feel important
With encouragement and
You're always there when I need you
To comfort and to care.
I know I'm in your thoughts;
Your love follows
Thank you for all you've done
And given so generously.
I love you, my wonderful mother;
You're a heaven-sent
blessing to me.
By Joanna Fuchs
I Hear Each Tear Fall On Her Face
My Mom doesn't know I'm watching her
but I'm watching her just the same.
I hear each tear fall on her face
at the very mention of my name.
She says it sounds like music to her ears
can be heard over a crowd.
Oh, I hear each tear fall on her face
when my name is said aloud.
I watch her stumble
through each day
as she wishes the day would end.
And I hear each tear fall on her face
as she talks of me to her
But there are few who truly understand.
Oh this I've heard her proclaim.
And I hear each tear fall on
Will my Mom ever be the same?
I know that her smiles light up a sky.
But I don't see that smile today.
but I hear each tear fall on her face.
Her blue skies have turned to gray.
Oh I send to her my warmest hug
the rays of the morning sun.
Then, I won't hear a tear fall on her face.
For I shall erase them one by one.
my Mom doesn't know I'm watching her.
But I'm watching her just the same.
And if I hear a tear fall on her face
just softly whisper her name!
Author Kaye Des'Ormeaux ©2001
This was sent to me by a great young lady that I was blessed meeting through my puppies. And sounds so much
like what Dustin is saying to us all. Funny how all the words of encouragement I have gotten I can hear Dustin saying....
which doesn;t surprise me because we all know this is the kind of person Dustin was and still is to us all!
Letters From Heaven
To my dearest family, some things I'd like to
but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived
I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; here
is just eternal love
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon
That day I had to leave you when my life on
earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and He said,
"I welcome you."
It's good to have you back again; you were missed
while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they'll be here
I need you here badly; you're part of my plan.
There's so much that we have to do, to help
our mortal man."
God gave me a list of things, that he wished
for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care
And when you lie in bed at night, the day's
chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle
of the night.
When you think of my life on earth, and all
those loving years
because you are only human, they are bound to
bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there
was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you all that God has
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life
on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and
many hills to climb;
but together we can do it by taking one day
at a time.
It was always my philosophy and I'd like it
for you too...
that as you give unto the world, the world will
give to you.
If you can help somebody who's in sorrow and
then you can say to God at night......"My day
was not in vain."
And now I am contented....that my life has been
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody
So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling
just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your
way you go.
When you're walking down the street, and you've
got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step
And when it's time for you to go.... from that
body to be free,
remember you're not going.....you're coming
here to me.
Written in memory of my late husband, Richard
My Cousin Delatha sent me this poem and when I read it I can hear Dustin saying these words. I always
tried to be strong for him but my heart is in pieces now and his strength is what will keep me going each day. And as this
poems says he knows I will be crying and in so much pain but he will be here for me each and every day! I love you so
very much Dustin. Hugging Tasha last night I could feel your heart beating and I knew you were there for both of us. I do
not know if I will ever be able to say all I want to say and share with everyone but each day I will use your strength to
write and share. No one has ever been blessed with such a AWESOME Son and Best Friend like I have! I love you! Mother
My Mommy is a Survivor
My mommy is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I hear her crying late at night
when others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands upon the beach
that never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mom,
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others...
A smile of disguise.
But through heaven's door
I see the tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with death
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her,
knows it is her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom...
Through heaven's open door
I try to tell her that angels
protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her
or eases the burden she bears.
If you get a chance, go and visit her...
and show her that you care.
For no matter what she says...
No matter what she feels
My surviving mommy has
a broken heart
That time won't ever heal.