You Keep trak of all my sorrows,

You Have collected all my tears in you bottle,

You have recorded each one in your book

Ps.56:8

 

 ORDINARY DAY

BY Sandi Rude (Nattys Grandma)

 

Waking in the night,

Unaware of what the day would bring.

I hear you waken and cry...

Just another moment in time.

 

All is well... ...

 

Returning to sleep

Unaware of what's to come.

Quiet night, silence all around

Just another moment in time.

 

All is well... ...

 

I waken with the dawn

Unaware of what's to come.

Daily routine, ordinary

Just another moment in time.

 

And all is well... ...

 

Screams rock the morn

Screams of horror, fear, and disbelief.

Knowing, but not knowing

What the day would bring.

It's a moment in time,

 

But all is not well... ...

 

Chaos reigning

Fear, horror, disbelief mingle

How could this be?

It was supposed to be an ordinary day.

Another moment in time...

Gone-

But changing my world forever...

 

Sadness so intense

Pain so deep-

Relentless

My mind can't comprehend

What has happened in a moment in time.

 

Changed forever,

Loss so deep

Life is altered

By that moment in time-

On another ordinary day

The day life changed.

 

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~*~* IN MEMORY *~*~

     Hey all My name is Kristin, the pictures  below are of my daughter Nathalia Jasmine(Yasmean) Who was born into my life on August 11, 2004 at 3:08pm. Being her mother has truely enriched my life in so many ways... ...

                               

                                             

                                     

But sadly, she passed away in December of 2004, due to SIDS. In making this site, I wanted to share with you her short but incredibaly remarkable life. Please go through my pages and if you want to contact me either sign my guestbook or my email is plunkewe@yahoo.com

God Bless! 

                 

 

                          

 

You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mothers womb. Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your worksmanship is marvelous-and how well I know it. You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion, as I was woven together in the dark of the womb. You saw me before I was born. Everyday of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.Psalms 139:13-16

 

 

 

"This is for all the caterpillars

that never became butterflies.

 

All the butterflies,

that never caught the

wind in their wings.

 

And all the hearts,

that had hopes and dreams,

of a wondrous flight together."