Years will move on
But constantly see
Face of such beauty
Such rapture for me

Hear special music
That rises in air
His love always with us
His heart always here

Smile that is tender
I'll never forget
Happiness enters
One part of duet

For he was the music
That played in my soul
His image now lasting
To make my life whole

Look at him gazing
With love that is there
Forever this presence
Is love that I share

Memories precious
They always will be
This part of his beauty
Plays on endlessly.

Joey carried this picture in his wallet to keep it near him. Joey Loves his little girls so much.

~

My Mom is a survivor, or so I've heard it said. But I can hear her crying at night when all 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 on 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 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 ease the burden she bears. So if you get a chance, go visit her... and show her that you care. For no matter what she says... no matter what she feels. My surviving mom has a broken heart that time won't ever heal.

All Is Well
I have only slipped away into the next door room,
I am I and you are you... Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name,
speak to me in the usual way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrows. Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be spoken by your lips Let it be spoken without effect, without the ghost of a shadow on it.
Life means all it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was, there is absolute unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind, because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you, I am with you, Somewhere very near just around the corner...
All is well...

Hold fast to your memories,
to all of the cherished moments of the past, to the blessings and the laughter, the joys and the celebrations, the sorrow and the tears. They all add up to a treasure of fond yesterdays that you shared and spent together,
and they keep the one you loved close to you in spirit and thought. The special moments and memories in your life will never change. They will always be in your heart, today and forevermore

Joseph M.Medina = September 12, 1970 - August 9, 2002

Happy Birthday in Heaven my Sweet Joey..
Joseph Michael Medina
September 12, 1970 ~ August 9, 2002
Birthdays are a time for celebration Not a time for tears But what happens when the birthdays No longer mark the years...
A birthday marks the moment A spirit enters earthly life To share its special love and joy And learn from earthly strife..
Before a spirit comes to us It knows when and how it must depart It chooses it's path carefully We are honored from the start..
The sadness we now feel On such a joyous day Is longing for our loved one's touch It's natural to feel this way..
For even though the birthdays No longer mark a spirit's stay Love continues on forever To touch us everyday..
So hug your precious memories Closer to your heart And honor your beloved spirit child Who chose you from the start...
Time may hide our sadness A smile will hide our tears But the memories you left us Will remain throughout the years...
Love begins with a smile Grows with a kiss And ends with a tear...

Created by Lori
Only wish I could have done more for you
You and your family are in my prayers... Love ya Girl
SMOOOCHEIS & HUGS

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