. HOPIE REMINDS ME OF TINKERBELL FULL OF SPUNK AND ALL SHE HAD TO DO WAS SPRINKLE HER PIXIE DUST OR LOVE AND ANYTHING WAS POSSIBLE .




Love lives on forever--
it will never fade away--
For, in our hearts, our loved ones
are with us every day.
Author Unknown

FAVORITE TOYS
HOPIES FAVORITE TOY WAS HER SINGING ELMO. SHE WOULD BE BOP TO HIM.SHE WOULD CLAP HER HANDS AND SHAKE HER HEAD IT WAS SO CUTE. SHE ALSO LOVED TO COLOR. BUT SHE WANTED TO BE A BIG GIRL SO SHE WANTED TO USE EVERYONE ELSES PEN NO CRAYONS FOR MY BIG GIRL. SHE ALSO LOVED TO COMB HER HAIR. SHE DID EVERYTHING IN STYLE CAUSE SHES A PRINCESS THATS WHY


"Hold on to what is good
even if it is a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe
even if it is a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do
even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life
even when it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand
even when I have gone away from you."

Bereaved Parents Wish List
I wish my child hadn't died. I wish I had her back.
I wish you wouldn't be afraid to speak my child's name. My child
lived and was very important to me. I need to hear that she was
important to you also.
Y
If I cry and get emotional when you talk about my child, I wish you
knew that it isn't because you have hurt me. My child's death is the
cause of my tears. You have talked about my child and you have
allowed me to share my grief. I thank you for both.
Y
Being a bereaved parent is not contagious, so I wish you wouldn't
shy away from me. I need you now more than ever.
Y
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 my child; my favorite topic of the day.
Y
I know that you think of and pray for me often. I also know that my
child's death pains you too. I wish you would let me know these
things through a phone call, a card or note, or a real big hug.
Y
I wish you wouldn't expect my grief to be over. These first years
are traumatic for me, but I wish you could understand that my grief
will never be over. I will suffer the death of my child until the day
I die.
Y
I am working hard in my recovery, but I wish you could understand
that I will never fully recover. I will always miss my child and I
will always grieve that she/he is dead.
Y
I wish you wouldn't expect me "not to think about it" or "be
happy". Neither will happen for a very long time, so don't frustrate
yourself.
Y
I don't want to have a "Pity party", but I do wish you would let me
grieve. I must hurt before I can heal.
Y
I wish you understood how my life has shattered. I know it is
miserable for you to be around me when I'm feeling miserable. Please
be as patient with me as I am with you.
Y
When I say, "I'm doing okay", I wish you could understand that I
don't "feel" okay and that I struggle daily.
Y
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.
Y
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.
Y
Please excuse me if I seem rude, certainly not my intent. Sometimes
the world around me goes too fast and I need to get off. 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 my child died,
a big part of me died with her/him. I am not the same person I was
before my child died and I will never be that person again.
I wish very much that you could understand ~ understand my loss and
my grief. But, I pray daily that you will never understand.
YYYYYYYYYYYY
--Poem from Compassionate Friends

Sweet Angel HOPIE
Sweet Angel Hopie
So innocent and gay,
until a disease
took your life away
I will never see you laugh,
I will never see you smile,
until we meet in Heaven,
we'll see your face again
My sweet Angel Hopie
in your white christening gown,
you are resting in peace
wearing a beautiful golden crown
What a unique little halo
you have above your head,
the fluttering feathered wings
pressed softly upon your back
My sweet Angel Hopie
is what we call you now,
So precious to us you are
even though you're not around.
How we wish we could see you
behind that Pearly gate,
walking along side Jesus
no longer our hearts ache
My sweet Angel Hopie
I look for you in the sky,
listening for you to sing to me
and tell me you're nearby.
God protects his children
and keeps them safe and warm,
waiting for Mommy and Daddy
when they are old and worn.
We know we'll see you soon someday,
until then I pray.
My sweet Angel Hopie
in our hearts you will stay.
-We love and miss you our sweet Angel HOPIE
Love Mommy and Daddy, All Of Us baby Girl
