Your site is beautiful and your Brandon is a handsome man. Our prayers go to you and your family.

Hugs,

 

Kerri

New Orleans Louisiana

Sandy,

 You honor us all by putting our children's Pictures on Brandon's web-site-he has to be so proud of his Mom-Just as I looked at Paul's Picture a butterfly flew across it(which is what I have tattooed with Paul's signature above it)-I'm sure they are great buddies ! Love to you and Brandon! Dee 

I am so sorry for the loss of your beloved Brandon.  I completely understand the pain and devastation that you are feeling.  I will keep you in my heart.  You did a wonderful job on Brandon's page and reading everything brought tears to roll down my cheeks.

Brandon looks so beautiful and strong! I can feel his mom's pride in him from across these pages. I am so sorry for your loss. I know deep in my heart and soul how much you miss him and how you will never be the same. My prayers and thoughts are with you. May some days give you a smile, or a warm feeling, or just a brief moment of peace.

Brandon,
As you are now an Angel in Heaven I thought you would be the perfect person to come to. Please send your mom an Earth Angel. Someone to understand, hold her while she cries, someone to just let her grieve you.

She misses you Brandon, she misses you deep down to the core of her being and she will for the rest of her life. When we have children, it fills up a space in our heart and our soul. When she lost you, she lost a piece of her heart and soul. She can fill a small area in the void left behind, but she can never gets those pieces back. Those pieces, you took to Heaven with you filled with her love.

She talks about you alot and I feel like I know you so well. She did a great job raising you into a fine young man. I know you are proud of the hard work that she did to give you such a wonderful life. And like you, we are very proud of the work she has done since you left.

But she needs someone that she can connect with in person. Someone that understands and will give her that hug she needs and tell her to cry all she wants, it will be okay. She is a really special person to us all that have gotten to know her and love her.

Thanks in advance for your help. I know that you only want whats best for your mom, as you always have. Give my Anthony Paul my love the next time he breezes by you as I am sure he is just as active up there as he was down here.

I am keeping you, Anthony Paul and all our Earth Angels in my prayers,
Love, Natalie, Anthony Paul's mom forever

Dearest Sandy:  My prayers and blessings to you dear one.  It is hard - it only "softens"  it doesn't

get easier but we cope better.  I know that's not a comfort but it's all I can give.  God bless you honey always.

Dear Sandy,

I am so very sorry for your loss of your precious beloved son Brandon. My broken heart weeps for you... I understand your deep pain and suffering and how alone you feel each and every day.  I know how difficult it is to go on...

I too am alone since my only son Aaron was brutally ripped from me, it is a daily stuggle and nightmare... Aaron was my best friend too... it's so very hard!

Please know that you are in my prayers and close to my heart and in my thoughts.

Much Love & hugs

Steffi Aaron's Mom forever

What a beautiful site you have created for Brandon, it just took my breath away.  I am so sorry for your loss.

Dear Sandy,  I am so sorry for Your Great Loss of Your Sweet Son Brandon, and my heart aches for You, and I am teary-eyed after viewing Brandon's Website.  I am sure Brandon(Who was an Army Man)  has met my two Sons Brian and Tim, (who were both Marines) who I lost in an Auto Accident together on 3/22/0l.  The Loss of a Child or Children puts a Forever Wound in our Mom Hearts and Minds, until one Day we get to see our Sweet Child again when we to pass in Heaven, and once again get Big Hugs from Them.  Hugs to You and Your Sweet Boy Brandon.  What a Handsome, Loving, Caring Young Man and Son he was and is. (((((((((((((Sandy & Brandon)))))))))) Thank you for sharing the Beautiful Website You have Created with so much Love for Your Sweet Son Brandon.  It is so Awesome.  Love and Prayers, Pat, Mom of Brian and Tim in Heaven (with Your Son Brandon) and Sean on Earth.

My thoughts and prayers are will all who love and miss Brandon, especially his very loving and devoted Mom. I came across your precious angel's site by accident after a spelling error, although now I think I was lead here perhaps by our two boys. Brandon was certianally a very handsome young man, he captured my heart and I can tell clearly how much he is loved by the many heart touching memories, candles, condolences and poems. This page is an amazing tribute to your precious Son which ensures that his memories will live forever.

My heart broke when I read Brandon's life story and I could not contain my tears the ending sounded so very familiar.

To Brandon's mom my heart goes out to you, I found myself in a very similar situation, My son had returned home not feeling well and asked me to check on him. Just like you my Troy was snoring so I naturally assumed he was sleeping. When I returned a while later I knew there was something wrong, I tried franticaly to revive my Son until the ambulance arrived. He had an aneurysm. It is so very hard and I often wonder and like you so many what if's, I blame myself although I know its not my fault there was nothing I could do. The only comfort I have is knowing that my precious Son got his angle wings at home. 

I wish that there where some words I could say to ease your heartache, I feel your pain every day, I pray that you find some comfort knowing that others care and will remember your handsome angel.

Edwina Mitchell ~ Mum to Troy Mitchell 

 

On 4/3/08 I found your note that was attached to the balloons that you released this year. It was found in Brooklyn,NY. Please be assured that we all join you in prayer for Brandon. God bless you!

Sandy, I hope this comforts you just a little.

When I am gone, release me, let me go.

I have so many things to see and do,
You mustn't tie yourself to me with too many tears,

But be thankful we had so many good years.

I gave you my love, and you can only guess
How much you've given me in happiness.

I thank you for the love that you have shown,
But now it is time I traveled on alone.

So grieve for me a while, if grieve you must
Then let your grief be comforted by trust
That it is only for a while that we must part,
So treasure the memories within your heart.

I won't be far away for life goes on.

And if you need me, call and I will come.

Though you can't see or touch me, I will be near
And if you listen with your heart, you'll hear
All my love around you soft and clear

And then, when you come this way alone,
I'll greet you with a smile and a "Welcome Home".

With Love
Joe Scarpaci

Brandon,

Just wanted to stop by and tell you Happy Valentine's Day in Heaven. Send your mom lots of signs and Angel kisses!! She misses you so much! Let her know that you are okay and bring your family in to support her while she needs it.
Love, Natalie & Anthony Paul

Angel Brandon,

 

Please visit your broken-hearted mom in her dreams. Let your love light the way as she must continue on this dark journey without you. Allow her to see visions of happy times in the falling snow as she searches for you at the window. She misses you so much and often must grieve for you alone. And though, she will never understand or get over your leaving, she will keep loving you and honoring your memory. Send her lots of signs and lot of Angel kisses.

(((((((((((((Sandy & Brandon))))))))))))))))

Natalie Camp

 

 

Another beautiful soul taken too young.  I'm so sorry for your families pain, especially your mother. Parents should never have to say good bye to their children.  I know you are in a bettter world where all of us who have lost children long to go.  God bless your soul and Love to your family.  Jackie

Sandy,

    You have a very handsome son, May God hold us in his arms until we can be with our boys again...But as the song that is playing says will will be together again someday..

                                                         Carol

                                                        Mom to Bradley Lanch Clifton

                                                         sadley missed never forgotten

                                                          you will live forever in my heart

                                                          cause a Mother's Love never dies

A Bereaved Parent's Wish List

"I wish that Brandon had never died"

I wish you wouldn't be afraid to speak Brandon's name. My son lived and was very important to me. I need to hear that he was important to you also.

If I cry and get emotional when you talk about Brandon, I wish you knew that it isn't because you have hurt me. Brandon's death is the cause of my tears. You have talked about Brandon 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 Brandon.

I know that you think of and pray for me often. I also know that Brandon's death pains you too. I wish you would let me know these things through a phone call, a card, a note, or a real big hug.

I wish you wouldn't expect my grief to be over. These first years are going to be traumatic for me, but I wish you could understand that my grief will never be over. I will suffer the death of my son until the day I die. My grief will just change.

I am working hard in my recovery, but I wish you could understand that I will never fully recover. I will always miss Brandon and I will always grieve that he is gone.

I wish you wouldn't expect me "not to think about it" or "be happy". Neither will happen for a very long time.

I wish you understood how my life has been shattered. I know it is
miserable for you to be around me when I'm feeling miserable.
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, it's certainly not my intent. Sometimes the world around me goes too fast. 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 Brandon died, a big part of me died with him.

I am not the same person I was before Brandon died and I will never be that person again!

I wish very much that you could understand ~ understand my loss, my grief and my pain.

But....
I pray daily that you will never understand!

Sandy,

What a hansome young man. I can truely see the pain you are in for the loss of your son through all that you write. May God bless you and carry you through this terrible time. I am feeling much like you are with the loss of my daughter so I can completely understand your pain.

Lots of love and hugs to you.

Dede

May Their Light Always Shine
Children we remember
Though missing from our sight
In honor and remembrance
We light candles in the night...
We will not forget
And every year in deep December
On Earth we will light candles
As we remember

written by Jacqueline Brown 

Submitted by Sandy, Forever Brandon's Mom

"There is no friendship, no love, like that of the mother for the child."
----Henry Ward Beecher

May I Be Excused

Dear God ,
May I be excused just for the day
from the lessons of life in this huge classroom
where we live and learn?

I am finding the lessons of this earth too hard to learn.

Just for the day, can I stop to rest in a quiet place
and lay down my head.

As you know, I have lost my son,
and the role is too hard for me to play on this day,
the words spoken are false
my face is a mask, and my smiles are fake.
The only truth I see is love, and that I find hard to see today

So please, God
may I have this day
just for me
no worries
no lessons
no pain
just my inner peace that's been missing for some time.

Please God may I be excused.
Just for the day?

 

written by Trevor Romain
submitted by Sandy, Forever Brandon's Mom

Dear Sandy:  This road of grief is hard, long, filled with potholes and

treacherous.  We travel it because we have no choice.  I do believer our

sons are still here with us.  We just can't see them.  Geoff sends me signs

and it helps so much.  I didn't get those signs until my brain and heart and

soul were ready to accept them.  Our grieve causes us to "short circuit" and

we are so devastated we can't do anything.  Sometimes, getting out of bed

is the best I can do.  You are in my prayers.  May God bless and comfort you.

ANOTHER LONELY DECEMBER

..by Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001

Another lonely December,
Waiting for Christmas to pass,
Staring out through the window,
At the cold beyond the glass.

Dreaming of the years gone by,
And things I love to remember,
Knowing this life will always bring,
Another lonely December.

© 2004 - Christine Ross
submitted with permission by Sandy, Forever Brandon's Mom

Brandon,
I didn't really know you, as I sit here with tears in my eyes reading these pages, I feel I really did know you.
I knew your family, they are all kind and loving, and were all very blessed to have you in their lives.
Your mom is very special and will always have a place in my heart.

Sandy, I am so sorry for your tremendous loss. Your son was, or shall I say is a very handsome man. I know you had to raise him for the most part on your own, at least in his younger years, I have to say you are an inspiration and a tower of strength. The love you two shared is obvious.
As I sit and watch the slide show, I think back at all the wonderful memories, I can see you with your big belly, and how proud you were to be a mommy, I know over time we have grown apart, but our memories will never fade, nor will yours of Brandon.  Your a very strong woman, and I'm proud that you were once in my life.
Always,
Joe

Hello Sandy,

 

How wonderful to hear Brandon's voice.  I have to admit it took me awhile

to figure it out, but finially my brain understood.  I admire the fact that

you can listen to Brandon's voice.  It has been since April 13, 2004 and

I still will not watch a video of Kanda, do not want to hear her voice for

fear I won't be able to stand it, maybe someday. My husband watched

a video with her in it the day after she died and I thought I was going

to have a come apart even though, while laying in bed, all I could hear

was her voice.

 

Sorry also, I lit a candle and messed up my signature, don't know what

I did.

 

Thank you for sharing Brandon's voice with all of us and Bless You and

You Family.  I know how tough the first Thansgiving is without your

precious son, I remember very well.  I don't know that I can say the

4th is any easier, but maybe acceptance it the word I am looking for

as the 4th Thanksgiving has come around for our family.

 

My dearest hugs to you, Blessed Friend

Dianna

Kanda's Mom4ever, Kanda4ever 30 years old

 

 

 

Dear Sandy,

 

I relate with you, I too have to carry this pain alone.  My family and his dads side just doesn't care.  Just another day, if not an imposition to take time for the funeral.  So unfair for the most precious and beautiful boy that ever lived.  I am not exaggerating, but I am sure you understand.  Garett had so much life and love for everything he did from the day he was born.  I also lost him this year in August.  I too spent the holiday alone, without him they just don't seem real.  I made it through yesterday, now if only I can get past Christmas.  Please know I will keep you in my prayers as I know how hard this is for you.  my email address is pcoffey55@yahoo.com.  If you just need to talk contact me anytime.

 

I did not realize that you and I both found our children, I finding my duaghter,

my Kanda drowned in her bath tub, later ruled due to a seizure which I

found out later, was brought on from the diet pills she had taken off and on,

Stakers with ephedra. I, too had taken diet pills with ephedra and did not

even know what  that herb was until I lost my daughter, and ephedra

is back on the market after being banned for awhile. My daughter never

had seizures until she took ephedra and would not go to a speicalist, my

guilt that I did not push her harder.

 

My heart goes out to you, Mom of Brandon, you and I both held our

children in our arms, after they had left this earth. I have always

felt it was meant for me to find my daughter, my best friend. I cradled

around her as I had sat her up in the tub as she and I waited for

the ambulance. I wrapped my arms around her and rubbed her face,

she was as cold as ice, the water had been running for hours. I just

leaned over her and rocked back and forth with her, my last time to

hold her/4/13/04 around 5:30PM

 

Feel free to email me anytime at msdoode@bspeedy.com as I lost my

daughter 3 years prior to your Brandon and in the same month.  April is

tough for both of us and our families and I used to love the Spring of the year.

 

Hugs and more hugs again

Dianna

Kanda's Mom4ever

Thank you for allowing me to add Brandon's precious Memorial Website, not

only in our local bereavement website, but also in my daughter, Kanda's Memorial

website. 

 

I remember my first year, walking that bumpy road of grief, still not

believing I no longer had my daughter, my best friend, in my life and

now April 13, 2008 will be the 4th anniversary.  I can't believe I have

managed to go on, but we do, we just do, maybe for our precious

children. Kanda was 5 weeks from her 31st birthday, divorced, had

miscarried twice while married. I like to think she is with her babies.

 

I will be thinking of you this coming April as you are at the 1st anniversary

of the loss, your precious Brandon.

 

My deepest condolences, I know your pain, I know your pain.

My biggest hugs to you and family

Dianna

Kanda's Mom4ever

 

I love the song playing, "I Believe"    Sometime, I know I can feel Kanda

near, there are signs, we just have to look for them, our loved ones

are with us all the time.

 

Blessings and more Blessings

 

 

Brandon - Thinking of you my Sweet Angel and Missing you so very much on your first Thanksgiving in Heaven. I am forever Thankful to be your Mom. I Love you so much Honey and miss you more with each passing day.  Today I am Thankful for the time I was blessed to have you here with me (our time together was so short - but even a million years would not have been enough for me). I am Thankful for the special and loving bond we share and for the Heavenly Signs you send me. Today I am also Thankful for being one day closer to being with you again.
I Miss You and Love You Bigger than the World and with All My Heart Brandon.

Forever Loving and Missing you - Mom, XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX

Thinking of you, thought I'd get to know Brandon a little better, he's a handsome guy.  You have put together a beautiful memorial for him.  I love that he named his cat after himself!!!

love,

your friend Sally (GM)

The Holiday Army Written By Andrea Gambill

Here it comes again — the Holiday Army — in its annual march. Some of its generals are called "Thanksgiving," "Christmas," "Hanukah," "New Year’s Eve"
and "New Year’s Day." They are no respecters of the heartbroken and emotionally wounded, and their troops are merciless. They take no prisoners! They demand that we participate in their joy and nostalgia or they will mow us down with their militant tanks of holiday spirit.

Sometimes they declare their war on us openly — without shame or remorse.
Sometimes, they wait for us in ambush. Their intelligence operators have been
working diligently all year, waiting for the Thanksgiving Day (or sometimes
Halloween!) trumpet signal to begin their attack. They just don’t seem satisfied
to have their celebrations and parties and dinners and festivities unless they
can recruit ALL of us into their ranks.

Actually, we wish them well. All we really want is for them to leave us alone
and let us mourn in peace and quiet. We prefer our “Silent Nights” to their
“Deck the Halls” and Jingle Bells.” We don’t intentionally spoil their fun, it’s
just that our pain makes them uncomfortable. They’ve been conditioned to believe that “The Holiday Season” should have no blemish of suffering or lack of
frivolity. We must not only bandage our wounds while in their presence, but
cover them with taffeta and sequins besides. They are convinced that all we need is to “put on a happy face” and all our sorrows will magically evaporate.

In their mad pursuit of happiness, they shoot us with the bullets of shopping,
piped-in music, special holiday foods and fragrances, gift wrapping, decorations
(especially the angels!), joyous children with happy smiles, cards, invitations,
parties and gift exchanges. Any other time of the year, snow is considered a
nuisance to shovel and plow through. At the holiday season, though, it is touted
as romantic and is linked to sleighs and starry nights in front of fireplaces,
snuggled close to those we love.

The most devastating bombs they drop into our lives are the images of reunion — times of greeting and hugging folks who are much loved and sometimes not often seen for awhile. They may only be separated by geography; our absent loved ones cannot cross the chasm of loss that looms before our tear-filled eyes. They remind us of things we should be thankful for (and we are more thankful for many of those things than they can ever imagine). They prod us with their spears of delightful togetherness, never realizing that what they celebrate is what we cannot now enjoy. We would not dream of attacking them in these battles for holiday survival. With our noses pressed against the glass that divides us, we actually long to be able to be part of their happiness. We remember the times we joined in their fun and we, too, were part of their army of nostalgia and joy.

Our broken hearts and bleeding wounds do not excuse us from being gracious,
however. While grief does not give us permission to be rude and selfish, and we
take no overt action against their aggression, we are not without defenses in
these battles. We can shield ourselves with the armor of dignity with kind but
direct and simple explanations: “We understand your need for celebration, but
this year we prefer quiet and private reflection and meditation.” “Right now
it’s hard for us to function in large groups and to appreciate laughter and high
spirits.” “Our energy is so limited; we’d appreciate some quiet one-on-one time
with you in a more spiritual atmosphere.” We can gently remind them of how
important it is for us to remember those we love who are gone. These are
statements that clarify our position without judging or criticizing them for
theirs. In kind and non-threatening ways, we need to tell them what’s good for
us, because they won’t think of it on their own, and they can use the education.

We also can exercise the muscles of our sense of humor. It will take some effort
on our part, but so does anything that is worthwhile and good for us. We can
teach ourselves not to fall into the trap of thinking that our grief makes us
the center of the universe. We can limit our demands that others treat us in
“special” and “deferential” ways because of our pain. We can cut them a little
slack and remember that once upon a time, we were just like they are now. It’s
good and healthy for us to review our perspectives now and then and decide if
we’re being fair and reasonable.

We can express our love in simple and unhurried ways without all the frenetic,
expensive and often hysterical hype that the holidays can generate. And we must
exercise the expression of our love. Grief does not rob us of our ability to
love; it reminds us ever more dramatically of our need to both give and receive
love while we are here.

Whenever we can take some control in our situations, we empower ourselves, and then we feel less like victims in what seems like a war of “peace on earth,
goodwill toward men.” Anytime we can educate and inform with mercy and
compassion, we have given a truly spiritual holiday gift of love that will keep
on giving forever.

May your season be filled with genuine blessings of peace

Brandon...

 

Our lives go on without you

But nothing is the same,

We have to hide our heartaches

When someone speaks your name.

Sad are the hearts that love you

Silent the tears that fall,

Living our hearts without you

Is the hardest part of all.

You did so many things for us

Your heart was kind and true,

And when we needed someone

We could always count on you,

The special years will not return

When we were all together,

But with the love within our hearts

You will walk with us forever.

 

Brandon, we know that even though you are not here with us physically you will forever be with us spiritually. Your strong spirit and your everlasting love will always remain deep within our hearts and souls. I believe that you will come to each and every one of us who love you and let us know that your ok in Paradise. I wrote to Aunt Pearl in her memorial site and asked her, Uncle Phil, Grandma and Grandpa to watch over you. I'm sure that your reunion with them was very special. It brings us comfort Brandon, knowing that they all are with you in Heaven, and that you are not alone. They love you as much as we do. We miss you very much. Our lives are forever changed and we all are trying to figure out how to accept the reality that we will never be able to wrap our arms around you or kiss your sweet face again. Our hearts ache like never before. So much to try to understand.  It is still uncomprehendable why God called you home when he did. We will always struggle to understand that. We are so sorry that the healthcare system failed you as they did. We hope that all the healthcare professionals that failed you know who they are and some how pay for what they did to you. You were an inspirational young man who had so much to live for. You were always such a hard worker and were so proud of all the things that you worked so hard to get. You were always so respectful and kind. We will always be very proud to call you our Nephew. Your Mom has told us about the signs that you have sent to her. It is very heartwarming to hear that you visit with her. Continue to send your Mom signs. Whisper in her ear that you are with her always, for you live within her heart!

 

Thinking of you daily,

with smiles on our faces~

and tears in our hearts.

 

Remembering you always with love,

Aunt Sheryl & Uncle Leo

Sandy, I am just so sorry that this life is full of so much pain. It is full of so much good too. Someone once said, maybe when I stand before the Lord I will ask him WHY??? But then again I may be in such shock that I made it there, I'd forget to ask. I pray that you are able to move forward and carry his love in your heart knowing you will be together someday soon. Remember a day in heaven is like a thousand years down here. He may just be beginning his journey in a place our minds can not imagine. He lives in a place of no pain and for that I am thankful. Its just so hard here without him. But I know you will make him proud.

 

Sandy,

I know the pain of loss for a child. It is the most devasting of all losses. Know that God is still on the Throne.

 

Love you both,

God bless

Rita and Josh

 

I am left alone, crying for my Son, trying to understand why GOD called him home to Heaven, didn't he know I needed my son here with me?

 

Brandon - Please tell him that I am trying to understand ... but it's hard 'cause I miss you so.

 

God Said If you never felt pain, then how would you know that I'm a Healer. If you never went through difficulties, how would you know that I'm a Deliverer. If you never had a trial, how could you call yourself an over comer. If you never felt sadness, how would you know that I'm a Comforter. If you never made a mistake, how would you know that I'm a Forgiver. If you knew all, how would you know that I will answer your questions. If you were never in trouble, how would you know that I will come to your rescue. If you were never broken, then how would you know that I can make you whole. If you never had a problem, how would you know that I can solve them. If you never had any suffering, how would you know what Jesus went through. If you never went through the fire, how would you become pure. If I gave you all things, how would you appreciate them. If I never corrected you, how would you know I love you. If you had all the power, how would you learn to depend on me. If your life were perfect, what would you need Me for?

Author Unknown

This is a beautiful tribute to Brandon, i am so sorry for your loss, May God Bless you ! Love shelly coufal ( Craigs MOM)

 

 

I am so sorry for your great loss.  Brandon is such a handsome young man.

May the memories of the years you shared with him bring some comfort to

your broken heart.  May God bless you with His strength as you journey

this road of grief. 

Arlene

http://danny.virtual-memorials.com/

Sandy,

My name is Jackie Ryan. I live in San Diego. Damo was my only child and I know how you feel. It is like life is not worth living. I live now to keep my son's memory alive as I know you do for Brandon. Please feel free to contact me at anytime if you need help. It is horrible to know that they are gone, and to hear from everyone that God had a plan.

God Bless you and your angel

Jackie

http://myangeldamo.zoomshare.com/

myangeldamo@zoomshare.com

 

Footprints

One night a man had a dream.
He dreamed he was walking
along the beach with the Lord.
Across the sky flashed scenes
from his life,
for each scene,
he noticed two sets of footprints
in the sand, one belonging to him
the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of his life
flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.
He noticed that many times
along the path of his life
there were only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it happened
at the very lowest
and saddest times in his life.

This really bothered him
and he questioned the Lord about it.
"Lord, you said that once I decided
to follow you,
you would walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed
that during the most troublesome times
in my life there is only one set of footprints.
I do not understand why when I needed you most
you would leave me?"

The Lord replied
"My precious child, I love you and
I would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering
when you see only one set of footprints
it was then that I carried you."

Rest In Peace Sweet Angel. We Love and Miss you so very much Brandon!

Thinking of you daily

with smiles on our faces~

and tears in our hearts

'm so sorry your son Brandon went to heaven so soon. My son ( Javarus McCormick) was 17 when God called him home in 2005. The pain is so unreal and I don't think our lives will ever be the same. Since our sons loved scooby doo so much we can laugh about them joking around about their love of scooby. I will keep you in my thought and prayers. Angela mom of a sweet heart named Javarus McCormick,