Austin Duane Shanks - Sitio Web Conmemorativo En Línea

Dear Charity,

Thank you so much for putting Austin on Angie's Angel Family Page. My Mom, Louise and I appreciate it very much. We are also very appreciative of the candles you light, and the graphics you send. Being in touch with Angel Families is what made the journey of Angie's passing a little easier. Communicating with people who know and understand the pain of losing a child helps tremendously. We enjoy lighting candles for Austin, his site is so cute.

I'm glad you think Angie is helping to take care of Austin until your with him again. I know she'll give him kisses from you and his Daddy. She loves children and she passed away leaving her son who turned three, three weeks after her passing to wonder why his Mommy wasn't coming home, and why she left. Such a confusion for a youngster. They don't know what death means. So while my husband and I raise her son here, I'm sure she's busy helping all the little ones, till their parents are with them again.

Charity, it was unbelievable how many cupcakes you made and balloons you did for all the Angels in honor of your sons first birthday. That was just amazing. God picked the right parents for little Austin and even though he's not with you now, he will be one day, 4EVER!!!!

Thank you Charity, may God bless you and Tim always.

Luv and hugs

Donna Robert

Life's events don't always happen,
Just as they are planned.
For you this is a trying time,
I fully understand.
Moments like the present,
Tend to upset and confuse,
I'll try to give you my support,
In any path you choose.
I'll listen always with my heart,
I'll do what I can do,
I'll hope for brighter things to come.
My thoughts remain with you.
You know your situation.
You're alert to life's demands;
But don't forget I am here.
I'm one who understands!
I am Here.

~Kimberly~

Hi sweetie we did Rains Summer Fun Day Yesterday hope you had fun!!

Fly high with the angels precious ♥

I lost my child today.

People came to weep and cry,
As I just sat and stared, dry eyed.

They struggled to find words to say,

To try and make the pain go away,

I walked the floor in disbelief,

I lost my child today.

I lost my child last month.

Most of the people went away,

Some still call and some still stay.

I wait to wake up from this dream.

This can't be real.  I want to scream.

Yet everything is locked inside,

God, help me, I want to die.

I lost my child last month.

I lost my child last year.

Now people who had come, have gone.

I sit and struggle all day long.

To bear the pain so deep inside.

And now my friends just question, Why?

Why does this mother not move on?

Just sits and sings the same old song.

Good heavens, it has been so long.

I lost my child last year.

Time has not moved on for me.

The numbness it has disappeared.

My eyes have now cried many tears.

I see the look upon your face,

"She must move on and leave this place."

Yet I am trapped right here in time,

The songs the same, as is the rhyme,

I lost my child......Today.

~WITH LOVE AND LOTS OF THOUGHTS OF YOU, AND YOUR PRECIOUS FAMILY, WHO WOULD LOVE TO HAVE YOU WITH THEM FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY~

Hey Lil Austin, Im glad I got my Pc to work just to wish you the sweetest Birthday wish.

Have fun celebrating your Birthday Sweet Little boy, Make sure you stop by and share your joy with your sweet mommy and family.  I bet you babies are having so much fun eating lots of cake, Icecream and candy.

Enjoy Sweet Angel.

Love you,

Now that I'm in Heaven, Lord
and life is just a dream
I don't want to hang around
eating strawberries and cream.

I'm really quite an active child
and I don't need to rest
I'll just play and do the things
You know I like the best.

I'll play ball in Heaven, Lord
With my halo on my head
I'll run around the playing field
or use my wings instead.

I'll pick the players on my team
and when we win the game
I'll make the Heaven's Hall of Fame
Everyone will know my name.

I'll fish the streams and rivers, Lord
and lure big fish my way.
You know I'll put them back again
to catch another day.

I'll sail the seas and see the lands
the mountains and the plains
I'll fly the skies with open eyes
above the clouds and rain.

I'll even practice all the things
an angel has to do
but mommy know my favorite thing
is watching over you.

Thinkin of you always!!!

Love, Hugs & kisses

Happy 1st Birthday in Heaven Austin!

xoxoxoxox

                                   Happy Birthday To You

                                   Happy Birthday To You

                   May You Feel Jesus Near Every Day Of The Year

                                   Happy Birthday To You

                                   Happy Birthday To You

                  And The Best Year You've Ever Had!!

                  Happy 1ST Birthday In Heaven AngelBoy!

                                   We All Love You!!

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A Birthday In Heaven

I heard you crying yesterday
And felt your heart-sent love
So I’m sending you this message
Now, from Heaven up above

You’re wondering if I’ll celebrate
My birthday way up here
I know you’re missing me today
I feel your essence near

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God planned a special day for me
He told me with a wink
He’d ordered me a special cake
It’s Angel food, I think

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I’m getting lots of hugs from God
He’s really good at that
And every time that I walk by
He gives my head a pat

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Balloons will fill the streets for me
They float up through the clouds
And we have lots of clowns up here
That make us laugh out loud

There is a birthday carousel
Jeweled horses ride the wind
With music playing oh so sweet
The magic never ends

I’ve made so many friends, you see
We laugh and play and sing
We ride our bikes and play jump rope
And sleep in Angel’s wings

We’ll have our cake and ice cream
And open gifts, surprise
But we don’t blow out our candles here
Instead, they light the skies!

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When you feel a gentle breeze
Caress you when you sigh
It's a hug sent from Heaven
From a loved one way up high

If a soft and tender raindrop
Lands upon your nose
They've added a small kiss
As fragile as a rose

If a song you hear fills you
With a feeling of sweet love
It's a hug sent from Heaven
From someone special up above

If you awaken in the morning
To a bluebird's chirping song
It's music sent from Heaven
To cheer you all day long

If tiny little snowflakes
Land upon your face
It's a hug sent from Heaven
Trimmed with Angel lace

So keep the joy in your heart
If you're lonely my dear friend
Hugs that are sent from Heaven
A broken heart will mend

For All Mothers

This is for all the mothers who froze their buns off on metal bleachers at soccer games instead of watching from cars, so that when their kids asked, "Did you see my goal?" They could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it.

This is for all the mothers who have sat up all night with sick children in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Meyer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "It's OK honey, Mommy's here."

This is for all the mothers of Kosovo who fled in the night and can't find their children. This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see and for the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.

For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes and for all the mothers who don't.

What makes a good mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time? Or is it heart? Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?

The jolt that takes you from sleeping to dread, from bed to crib at 2 a.m. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?

Is it the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a school shooting, a fire, a car accident, a baby dying?

I think so.

So this is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the mothers who wanted to but just couldn't.

This is for reading "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then reading it again, "Just one more time".

This is for all the mothers who mess up. Who yell at their kids in grocery store and swat them in despair and stomp their feet like a tired two year old who wants ice cream before dinner.

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started to school and for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.

For all the mothers who bite their lips (sometimes until they bleed) when their 14 year olds dyed their hair green.

This is for all the mothers who lock themselves in the bathroom when babies keep crying and won't stop.

This is for all mothers who show at work with spit-up in their hair and milkstains on their blouses and diapers in their purse.

This is for mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.

This is for all mothers whose heads turn automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home or are grown.

This is for mothers who put pinwheels and teddy bears on their children's graves.

This is for all the mothers whose children have gone astray and who can't find words to reach them.

This is for all the mothers who sent their child to school with a stomach ache, assuring that they would be just FINE once they got there, only to get a call from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up right away.

This is for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation. And mature mothers learning to let go.

For working moms and stay-at-home moms. Single mothers and married mothers.

Mothers with money and mothers without.

This is for you, so hang in there. The world would be a terrible place without the love of mothers everywhere. You make it a more civil, caring and safe place for the precious children in our world.

...Author Unknown

Sending you lots of hugs and kisses~

Hi, Just wanted to stop by and let you know

I am going to Bermuda and will be gone 4

almost 2 weeks, so I want be able to

light candles. But, know that you and your

family will be in my thoughts and prayers!!

~Sending my Love with Hugs~

angel....Waylon Kitchens' mom.....Kimberly