In Loving Memory of
Tyler Scott Wolfhope
November 5, 2007 - July 2, 2009


My Son Lives in Paradise

The dust has settled on the things
That I have stored away
A favorite toy, for little boy
A jar of dried out clay.

A photograph when you were young
Sits quietly on the shelf
Thoughts of you come drifting back
I just cant help myself.

A drawing that you made for me
When you were very small
Is framed within this heart of mine
And hangs upon the wall.

A shadowbox lies within the room
Where you once laid your head
Your favorite book, a fuzzy bear
The pillow on your bed.

I miss you waking up in the morning
Mum, Mum
I miss the little kisses and hugs
The special times weve known.

A part of me just disappeared
The day you went away
An empty space now fills my heart
There are no words to say.

A closet filled with memories
Of happy days gone by
A blue and red car, a souvenir
Why did you have to die?

The pictures of your personality
Stand proudly on display
We still dont understand
Why God called you away.

I hear your voice within the halls
It echoes in the night
I see you in the evening mist
And in the morning light.

So many things you left behind
Are now a memory
But little arms that held me tight
Will always stay with me.

An empty space now fills my heart
My boy, my child, my son
Youve gone into another world
Where golden dreams are spun.

I do not know the answers
Its not for me to know
But I will know the truth one day
Just why you had to go.

My turn will come to leave this world
Ill gaze into your eyes
Gods perfect plan will be revealed
Up there in paradise.

   





Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam

Jesus wants me for a sunbeam,
To shine for Him each day;
In every way try to please Him,
At home, at school, at play.

A sunbeam, a sunbeam,
Jesus wants me for a sunbeam;
A sunbeam, a sunbeam,
I'll be a sunbeam for Him.

Jesus wants me to be loving,
And kind to all I see;
Showing how pleasant and happy
His little one can be.

A sunbeam, a sunbeam,
Jesus wants me for a sunbeam;
A sunbeam, a sunbeam,
I'll be a sunbeam for Him.

I will ask Jesus to help me,
To keep my heart from sin;
Ever reflecting His goodness,
And always shine for Him.

A sunbeam, a sunbeam,
Jesus wants me for a sunbeam;
A sunbeam, a sunbeam,
I'll be a sunbeam for Him.

I'll be a sunbeam for Jesus;
I can if I but try;
Serving Him moment by moment,
Then live with Him on high.

A sunbeam, a sunbeam,
Jesus wants me for a sunbeam;
A sunbeam, a sunbeam,
I'll be a sunbeam for Him.





We Do Not Need A Special Day

We do not need a special day
To bring you to our minds
The days we do not think of you
Are very hard to find

Each morning when we awake
We know that you are gone
And no one knows the heartache
As we try to carry on

Our hearts still ache with sadness
And secret tears still flow
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know

Our thoughts are always with you
Your place no one can fill
In life we loved you dearly
In death we love you still

There will always be a heartache
And often a silent tear
But always a precious memory
Of the days when you were here

If tears could build a staircase
And heartaches make a lane
We'd walk the path to Heaven
And bring you home again

We hold you close, within our hearts
And there you will remain
To walk with us throughout our lives
Until we meet again

Our family chain is broken now
And nothing seems the same
But as God calls us one by one
The chain will link again.
Written by Connie Dyer

   

MAW MAW & TY TY




   











These are three beautiful and loving gifts for Angel Tyler from my dear friend, Marie.
You can visit her website for her Angel Rob here ~Rob Northrop's Site





Tyler Scott Wolfhope was a very energetic and playful child. From the time he woke up, until the time he went to bed, this child was full of life. He loved being read to, playing ball in the alley, pretending to cook with his kitchen set and most of all, listening to his teddy bear. There was never a dull moment with this child and even at his tearful moments, he always had a smile on face. Born November 5, 2007, Tyler touched many hearts of many family and friends. While Tyler's daddy, SGT Ryan Wolfhope was serving his 2nd tour in Iraq, Tyler would look at all the pictures and point to his "Daddy" and when talking with Ryan on Skype, Tyler would look at him and chatter away. Ryan missed half of Tyler's life because of his deployment,
but there was never one day that went by,
that Tyler didnt speak of his daddy.




On Wednesday, July 1, 2009, I laid my children down to bed, kissed them good night and went downstairs to work on my schooling. I checked on them again around 1am before I went to bed, and peaceful they lay sleeping. Around 5am, I woke up to my 3 month old, who was crying for a bottle,
but before I made him a bottle, something told me to go check on Tyler.
He had passed away in his sleep.


Going through the chain of commands, and having 5 flights canceled due to severe weather conditions in Iraq, Ryan was unable to come home as scheduled. Because of this I had postponed the viewing and funeral. Laying our child to rest has been one of the hardest challenges to face, and although our son is at peace with the lord, there are so many questions that we may never know the answers to.
All we can do is keep Tyler's memories with us, and take his spirit with us
wherever we go in life, and pray that one day we will see him again.




We are Ryan and Amy Wolfhope of Johnstown, Pa. Our son Tyler passed away unexpectedly, and the cause of his passing was respiratory failure due to Acute Broncho Pneunomia with sepsis and RSV. He was 19 months old. Because our son was teething, there were no warning signs. He had a mild fever and a runny nose for a couple of days. I encourage all parents to cherish their children and never take them for granted. Parenting isn't easy, and at times it is extremely challenging, but remember that they are our little people and need our love and guidance. When you think that you can't take it on those days that your child or children arent behaving, grab them and hug them tight, because there may be a time
when you won't ever have that chance again.









   


A friend can hear a tear drop.



This webpage is created
In Loving Memory of Tyler Scott Wolfhope
on October 24, 2009
Last updated: October 30, 2016
2009 - 2016






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