| Location | Washington Tyne |
| Age | 28 years |
| Date of Birth | 4/1978 |
| Date of Death | 7/2006 |
| Visitors | 5,549 since 28/08/2007 |
| Creator |
Louise Victoria Brown
15/07/2006
28 years
Special Needs Teacher
Washington, Tyne & Wear
Louise had cancer when she was nine years old and had to have a leg amputated. This setback did not
prevent her from leading a full and active life. Her disability gave her a special empathy with
physically and mentally handicapped children and after completing her degree went on to teach at
Gibside Special School in Gatehead where she adored the children and always celebrated their
achievements. The music was recorded by the children at her school and the proceeds from the CD
donated to the North of England Childrens Cancer Research charity. The song "Kumbaya" was
played at her funeral.
On the last day of term 2005 she became very breathless and was taken to hospital where she was
diagnosed with secondary liver cancer. This came as a total shock as she had been cancer free for 18
years. Louise dealt with this terrible news with enormous courage and dignity, she never ever asked
"Why me?" even finding time to nominate me for the Evening Chronicle Mother of the Year
competion.
We thought Louise was a truly inspirational young girl and our life is so empty without her.
And a cure was not to be
So he put His arms around her
And whispered, "Come with Me"
With tearful eyes we watched her suffer
And saw her fade away,
Although we loved her dearly
We could not make her stay.
A golden heart stopped beating
Hard working hands to rest,
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best
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Bereaved Parents Wish List 17th Dec 2007
maria( Joshua Prez ) mom from puerto rico
wish my child hadn't died. I wish I had her back.
I wish you wouldn't be afraid to speak my daughters name. My daughter lived and is very important to me. I need to hear that she was important to you also.
If I cry and get emotional when you talk about my daughter, I wish you knew that it isn't because you have hurt me. My daughters death is the cause of my tears. You have talked about my daughter and you have allowed me to share my grief. I thank you for both.
Being a bereaved parent is not contagious, so I wish you wouldn't shy away from me. I need you now more than ever.
I need diversions, so I do want to hear about you, but I also want you to hear about me. I might be sad and I might cry, but I wish you would let me talk about my child; my favorite topic of the day
I know that you think of and pray for me often. I also know that my daughters death pains you too. I wish you would let me know these things through a phone call, a card or note, or a real big hug.
I wish you wouldn't expect my grief to be over. These first years are traumatic for me, but I wish you could understand that my grief will never be over. I will suffer the death of my daughter until the day I die.
I am working hard in my recovery, but I wish you could understand that I will never fully recover. I will always miss my daughter and I will always grieve that she is dead.
I wish you wouldn't expect me 'not to think about it' or 'be happy'. Neither will happen for a very long time, so don't frustrate yourself.
I don't want to have a 'Pity party', but I do wish you would let me grieve. I must hurt before I can heal.
I wish you understood how my life has shattered. I know it is miserable for you to be around me when I'm feeling miserable. Please be as patient with me as I am with you.
When I say, 'I'm doing okay', I wish you could understand that I don't 'feel' okay and that I struggle daily. I wish you knew that all of the grief reactions I'm having are very normal. Depression, anger, hopelessness and overwhelming sadness are all to be expected. So please excuse me when I'm quiet and withdrawn or irritable and cranky.
Your advice to 'take it one day at a time' is excellent advice. However, a day is too much and too fast for me right now. I wish you could understand that I'm doing good to handle an hour at a time.
Please excuse me if I seem rude, certainly not my intent. Sometimes the world around me goes too fast and I need to get off. When I walk away, I wish you would let me find a quiet place to spend time alone.
I wish you understood that grief changes people. When my daughter died, a big part of me died with her. I am not the same person I was before my daughter died and I will never be that person again.
I wish very much that you could understand; understand my loss and my grief. But, I pray daily that you will never ' fully ' understand
THINKING OF YOU KATH LOVE TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY ALWAYS XXXX
'Twas the Night Before Christmas'
~ For Bereaved Parents ~
'Twas the night before Christmas and I dreaded the days,
That I knew I was facing - the holiday craze.
The stores were all filled with holiday lights,
In hopes of drawing customers by day and by night.
As others were making their holiday plans,
My heart was breaking - I couldn't understand.
I had lost my dear child a few years before,
And I knew what my holiday had in store.
When out of nowhere, there arose such a sound,
I sprang to my feet and was looking around,
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash
The sight that I saw took my breath away,
And my tears turned to smiles in the light of the day.
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a cluster of butterflies fluttering near.
With beauty and grace they performed a dance,
I knew in a moment this wasn't by chance.
The hope that they gave me was a sign from above,
That my child was still near me and that I was loved.
The message they brought was my holiday gift,
And I cried when I saw them in spite of myself.
As I knelt closer to get a better view,
One allowed me to pet it - as if it knew -
That I needed the touch of its fragile wings,
To help me get through the holiday scene.
In the days that followed I carried the thought,
Of the message the butterflies left in my heart -
That no matter what happens or what days lie ahead,
Our children are with us - they're not really dead.
Yes, the message of the butterflies still rings in my ears,
A message of hope - a message so dear.
And I imagined they sang as they flew out of sight,
'To all bereaved parents - We love you tonight!'
-By Faye McCord -
~Just a few words~
~Hello Kath,you know what,everytime i pop onto louise,s site i read your tribute,and listen to her childrens songs,and everytime i do, it makes me cry.Not because it makes me sad,but because Louise is just such a beautifull inspiration and a beautifull young lady.I can understand why you miss her so very much,i just wanted to tell you my heart feels for you my love.I hope it helps in some small way to know im thinking of you,and that i really do believe that one day we will be together with our loved ones once again.keep your chin up,my love as always to you Kath,take care,xxxxxxxxx
Please don't ask me if I am over it yet,
I'll never be over it.
Please don't tell me she is in a better place,
She isn't here with me.
Please don't say at least she isn't suffering,
I haven't come to terms with why she had to suffer at all.
Please don't tell me you know how I feel,
Unless you have lost a child.
Please don't ask me if I feel better,
Bereavement isn't a condition that clears up.
Please don't tell me at least you had her for 28 years,
What year would you chose for your child to die?
Please don't tell me God never gives us more
Than we can handle.
Please just say that you're sorry.
Please just say you remember my child, if you do.
Please just let me talk about my child.
Please mention my child's name.
Please ... just let me cry.
Please talk about her, talk about her gentle smile.
Share your memories of her.
Share your sadness that she has gone.
Ask me what I loved about her.
Tell me what you loved about her.
Tell me what she brought to your life.
Tell me you will miss her.
Say she was beautiful.
Say you loved her.
But please don't tell me there is nothing you can say.
There is a special Angel in heaven
that is part of me
Its not where I wanted her
But where God wanted her to be
She was here just for a moment (28 Years)
Like a night time shooting star
And although she is in heaven
she is not very far
She touched the hearts of many
Just like an angel can do
So I send this special message
To the heaven up above
Please take care of my angel
Please send her all my love
A POEM FOR YOUR PARENTS WHO MISS YOU SO MUCH, MY HEART GOES OUT TO YOU KATH XXXX JACKIE
Memories of you are with us everyday
They are all we have since you went away
I sit in your room I sit and stare
Its hard to believe that your not there
Our life it is so very different now
To live without you, we don’t know how
Each day that passes we sit and cry
We stare at your grave
why did you die
We need you here by our side
But now you are our heavenly guide
You filled our hearts with so much love
You’re now with the angels in heaven above
We will wait until we see you again
Your life always remembered
ours never the same
We will love you until the very end
Our broken hearts you then can mend
ALL OUR LOVE YOUR PROUD BUT BROKEN PARENTS
~SEASONS GREETINGS~
~SENDING YOU MY WARMEST WISHES KATH FOR A VERY HAPPY CHRISTMAS,AND A WONDERFULL NEW YEAR.LOTS OF LOVE JAYNE~XXXXX
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THINKING OF YOU KATH XXXX LOVE ALWAYS JACKIE
A beautiful poem for a beautiful girl and her mum xxx love always Jackie
CANDLES IN DECEMBER
My sadness seems reflected
in the music that I hear...
Every young girl's glowing face,
Reminds me you're not here.
Shoppers crowd the festive stores,
emotions all run high,
This world I was a part of once,
Seems to pass me by.
This season's meant for happy times,
For love, warm hearts, and cheer,
But grieving families around the world,
Remember those not here.
We struggle through the season,
Lighting candles to proclaim,
Our children aren't forgotten,
Round the world our candles flame.
I slowly pass through the gates thrown wide,
One clear, cold Christmas day,
No toys or gifts do I bring,
Those are gifts of yesterday.
I carry with me just a broken heart
And a beautiful wreath I made,
And walk with grief to where my Daughter lies,
In a silent silvered glade.
'Merry Christmas Love' I whisper,
The quiet words seem so forlorn,
'I've brought my heart for you to keep,
My gift, This Christmas morn.'
'It is filled with all my love,
for always
I'll place it here---it will be near,
You'll never be alone.'
Please keep my gift, beloved child,
Close to where you lie,
And know my love surrounds you,
Until the day, I too shall die.
Friends may think we have forgotten
when at times they see us smile
Little do they know the heartache
that our smile hides all the while.
Beautiful memories are wonderful things
They last till the longest day
They never wear out
They never get lost
and can never be given away.
To some you may be forgotten
To others a part of the past
But to those who loved and lost you
Your memory will always last.
Hi Louise I have spoke to your lovely mam at some length today and I understand totally how she feels, my heart goes out to her because I share the pain she feels, she sounds like a lovely lady who has had her heart ripped into millions of little pieces like many of us mothers on this site , we may all be from different backgrounds but we all share 1 common factor and that is the love for our lost children and that bond can never be broken until the end of time.
We are going to meet up soon so hopefully we can all feel a little comfort from knowing we are not alone in this hell what others call life, we mothers all totally understand what a lonely life it is after a tragic loss of a child .
sweet dreams beautiful lady stay by your mam and help her through these terribly hard days
god bless
love always jackie xxxx
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