As I sit here with tears in my eyes I remember������ I will never forget�������� My Beautiful, Precious Granddaughter - It has been almost 3 years since you both entered this world and left it in the same instant. The pain I feel today is no less than the day I found out you had gone to be with Jesus. I think of you every day and continue to ask the question������.Why??????? You were so loved and so much wanted. Your Mommy and Daddy could hardly wait for you to arrive. The excitement in their eyes was unbelievable. Now all I see in their eyes is sadness. I remember when I found out your Mommy was pregnant. I don't know who was more excited��..her or me. You see even when she was very little she would tell me "When I grow up I want to be a Mommy." She was finally going to have her dream come true. And I know in my heart that she would have been a wonderful Mother. I only pray that someday soon God will bless her with another child. I remember your birth as if it was yesterday. The excitement of leaving for the hospital knowing we were finally going to meet out little Selena Shaye. I remember your mommy getting into bed and the nurse coming in to hook up the heart monitor. And I also remember the horror and sadness when the only sound we heard was silence. For reasons unknown your heart had stopped beating. All the dreams your mommy and daddy held for you were gone. I can still hear your mommy and daddy crying. And your daddy kept saying "Why... What did we do wrong?????? But you see they hadn't done anything wrong. As you entered the world we got an answer to part of the question of Why. Your umbilical cord was wrapped around your little left ankle and it had a knot in it. Your blood and oxygen supply had been cut off. On July 7, 1999 we had to say our good-byes before we ever got to say our hellos. There were so many family and friends who came to say good-bye. The service was beautiful. We released pink and white balloons in your memory. It was a sad day, but I rejoiced in the fact that you would never have to see the hatred or the prejudice in this world. God had protected you from that. Every time I see a little girl with dark curly hair it reminds me of you. And I realize how much we have lost. I think of how you should be here trying out your terrible twos. And also getting into Grandma's cupboards and throwing my Tupperware all over. What I wouldn't give to have your little handprints on my T.V. or your artwork on my walls. I know my Grandma's are up there taking good care of you. And I am sure Grandma Behnke is making you many of her famous "little snacks". But even knowing that doesn't make it any easier. On July 3, 1999 a piece of our family puzzle was lost. We will never be a complete family until we are once again together. Grandma loves you Selena Shaye and one day I will be there with you and then I can once again hold you and kiss you. Love, Grandma

Grandparents Are Survivors Grandparents are a special gift That God gives to each child. Their love outshines the brightest star... Their love can never be defiled. Oh, but when a child becomes an angel, Grandparents feel the pain and sorrow. Beyond any pain they've known in life... Or will ever come to know tomorrow. For a grandparent holds a special love For the child their child has had. And, to lose what they hold dear... Leaves them heartbroken and sad. Their legacy is their grandchildren... So how can they learn to survive? Will the dreams of their tomorrows Somehow be kept alive? Yes, a grandparent is a survivor... And life has taught them how to be. For their wisdom, courage & love Is carried from them... to You & me. Author Kaye Des'Ormeaux All rights reserved. Dedicated to each grandparent that has lost a grandchild. It is illegal to take or use a copyright poem or work without original authors permission.

The Rocking Chair Grandparents all over the world have a famous rocking chair. One that rocks the hurt away... One where love is declared. Rocking the hours of a day away, within a grandparent's arms. A child can feel the love emitted.... as they are secure from all harm. There are times when a rocking chair can feel the pain of a grandparent. The loss of a precious grandchild... Oh the ache for hours never spent! Yes, years of love for a grandchild will never be stolen or broken. Should death come between them... . The rocking chair holds words unspoken. So in honor of every grandparent No matter where you are... The memory of you & your rocking chair shines brighter than any star! Copyright Kaye Des'Ormeaux All rights reserved. Dedicated to the love shared with our grandparents.

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