After a valiant 11 month and 4 day fight, sweet little Bridger has returned home. We will miss you so much Little Man!!Daddy please don't look so sad, Momma please don't cry.
Cause I'm in the arms of Jesus, and He sings me lullabies.
Please try not to question God, don't think He is unkind.
Don't think He sent me to you, only to change His mind.
You see I'm a special child, I am needed up above.
I'm the special gift you gave Him, a product of your love.
I'll always be there with you, so watch the sky at night.
Look for the brightest star, and know that's my halo's brilliant light.
You'll see me in the morning frost that mists your window pane.
That's me in the summer showers, I'll be dancing in the rain.
When you feel a gentle breeze from a gentle wind that blows,
Know that it is me planting a kiss upon your nose.
When you see a child playing and your heart feels a tug,
Don't be sad Mommy, that's just me giving your heart a hug.
So Daddy please don't look so sad, Momma please don't cry.
I'm in the arms of Jesus, and He sings me lullabies.
Maura, that is beautiful. I came across a poem that dad,(papa) wrote a couple of weeks ago. I would like to print it here in the comments section...I hope that's ok.
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If by chance you have ANY opportunities to hug and to kiss your grandbabies, please take that opportunity immediately..for that chance could be washed away at any second.
We were blessed many times with seven perfectly healthy children, in the early years of our marriage.
Injuries and illnesses came our families way, but all in all we had a healthy family life.
Our children started getting married, bringing our children of seven to double the count.
We were given perfect grandchildren, one by one, as if to tell us nothing can be more precious than life.
We had causes that gave us prayers in our hearts for several of our grandbabies, at different times.
But health had mostly given us no cause for alarm.
Congenital heart disease has entered our family talks..when we gather for birthdays, and such.
Our sweet grandson has this word of change.
We have with-out thought;touching, holding hands, kisses and hugs, to share love..sniffles, coughs, rashes, etc. We share these things with a gracious smile, and the phrase,"oh well."
Multiple months of no touch, no hand holding, no kisses, no hugs....from fear of that one infectious touch could possibly take the most precious life from you.
Please honor your children and grandchildren with a hug or kiss...NOW!
Love, Papa
Thank you for being a part of our family, Bridger...Our love for you is eternal. Danny, and Staci..Thank you for giving us the most precious gift ever..the gift of our sweet, precious, perfect, Angel Bridger...
We love you,
Mom and Dad
My heart is with you today as the news arrived that your bright-eyed, super dimpled grandson had gone home far too soon for his family left behind. I've followed and prayed for Bridger for a long time. especially on this hopeful Texas trip. My grandson Owen (HLHS) awaits the chance for chemo to lower his PRAs from 95% so he can be listed for a heart transplant. It just doesn't feel fair for the moms and dads left with now empty arms. but our Father in Heaven knows how special these babes are and there is a reason for His timing. Every one of them have elect parents and families. We will pray now and always for comfort for your family in the journey ahead until you are united in the kingdom of our Father for the eternities.
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