In Loving Memory of
Laura Ann Kimble
November 5, 1968 ~ October 19, 2002

This special gift for Angel Laura is from my friend Marie.
You can visit her website for her son Rob here ~ Rob Northrop's Site.

My Angel Laura Ann Kimble, Lily - 11/5/68 - 10/19/02
In Memory of July 23, 2002

July 13th

On this day we left for our annual trip to the shore; Wildwood Crest,
an ocean of beauty with salty air and lots of rest;
Something didn't seem quite right, but we dared not think of vacations that would be no more,
or anything that would ever take your life from us and lead you to death's door

We had a week of fun but there were shadows looming near
We dared not even think there'd be anything to fear
and we tried so hard to have some fun, but something wasn't right
We saw you sliding downward as you slowly lost your sight

July 19th

On this day we packed our bags and homeward bound we went
Preparing for the the 23rd, this most dreaded, feared event
We sat in silence the weekend long, just lost within our thoughts
Not many words were spoken because our hearts were so distraught

July 22nd

The time had come and I packed my bags to come and be with you
Denial already upon my heart and my words were oh so few
An early bedtime we did have and knew the time had come
Not daring even think that maybe your time on earth was done

July 23rd at 5:00 a.m.

In the early morn I held your baby as we slept and then we heard you stir and rise
By now your sight was gone and our fear could no longer be denied
I saw you walking down the steps, after telling you all would be well
Did I bury my head into the sand for fear of facing earthly hell

July 23rd at 4:00 p.m.

At four o'clock I got the call that nothing went as planned
Problems came and knocked you down
and I couldn't come and hold your hand or let you know I was around
Each time the phone kept ringing who knew what we'd face next
What could I do, I promised you, your babies I'd protect

July 23rd at 8:00 p.m. at night

You couldn't wake and how they tried, you were deeply fast asleep
No one knew that this was just a sign of things to be
You slept for many weeks and when you finally did awake
You never knew me anymore, your mom was now a stranger's face

In October

They brought you to a special place with promises of healing
They said you'd pass this trial and so finely you were dealing
I did not see one good sign and I was the only one
who somehow knew you were not fine,
I somehow knew your journey here was done

Mid October

You fell. We did not know and lies were told
Your injuries beyond repair and you were losing hold
More surgeries too terrible to say, these memories best kept at bay
Your body didn't hold up too long, and your fight was at an end
The doctors told us to pull the plugs but we fought and would not bend

Mid October

Finally the doctors told us there was no more they could do
To take you to that place where people go in their last days when they are few
We watched your life seep out of you in shock and disbelief
I never left your side now, but cried for your little ones who so needed me
in their pain and in their grief

October 19, 2002 - Early Saturday morning

The sun was brilliant in the sky, a day more lovely then I'd seen in quite awhile,
not at all a good day for you to die, much better that you smile
Your breathing getting shallow;
I stood and watched as you suffered while my heart grew hollow
Then I knew as I stood there, those last few breaths you took
Something left from inside of me, it was a part of my spirit that left my body;
You took that one long last breath while I stood there;
It seemed I didn't even care;
I was shocked into numbness and denial so great
that I never returned back to myself and I went with you to meet your fate;
I must have gone with you just as you saw it in your dream;
Someplace beyond our earthly vision in a place where spirits go,
and God sits on His Mighty Throne to welcome his dear children home

July 22nd/23rd, 2015

Here I am, now thirteen years gone by and forever a stinging tear in my eye
Someday my time will also come for me to die
and then I'll go with wings upon my soul,
I'll take flight so quickly that no power on this earth will have on me it's hold
Please come for me dear Lord and I ask in mercy,
don't let me live till I am worn and old,
but bring me home when you see my name before you,
and undeserving as I am, by the blood of the Lamb,
I pray that I will have my crown of gold

Written in Memory of My Lily

By Ann, Laurasmom (c) 7/23/06, revised 2015

Joy Cometh in the Morning!
Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints of his,
and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life:
weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning. (Ps 30.4-5)

This gift above is from my dear friend, Moira. You can visit her web page in memory of her son Paul, by clicking on his picture below.

This is another special gift for Angel Laura from my friend Marie.

No temptation has overtaken you except such as is common to man; but God is faithful,
who will not allow you to be tempted beyond what you are able,
but with the temptation will also make the way of escape, that you may be able to bear it.
(1 Cor 10.13)

Heidi's Site

"Be not afraid, I go before you always, come follow Me and I will give you rest."

A friend can hear a tear drop.

This webpage is created
In Loving Memory of Laura Ann Kimble
on July 25, 2006
Last updated: February 23, 2016
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