This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Ian Christopher Miner who was born in Maryland on August 10, 2005 and passed away on August 10, 2005 . We will remember him forever.
I miss you each day my precious son
Love always,
Mommy
We Celebrate your life, we will cherish your memeories forever,
Love always, Ian
Love always, Mommy
Love always, Ry Ry and Tia, Mommy & Daddy
Ian, your always with me, love always, mommy
Sending lots of angel kisses to Mommy & Daddy, Tia & Ryan Love, Ian
Ian looking down from Heaven to Mommy & Daddy & Tia & Ryan
Happy 1st Birthday Ian, We love and miss you so much Love always, Mommy, Daddy, Tia, and Ryan
Mommy,
Love always, Ian Christopher
Ian Today is your 1st birthday,
Today my son u celebrate your 2nd birthday in Heaven, Ian, I miss you everyday, love always, Mommy
Ian, Today you are 3 in Heaven
Love always, Mommy
Here's some flowers for you mommy, love always, Ian
Made with love, love always, Mommy and Gia
Sending lots of love to you Daddy Love, Ian
Thinking of Mommy & Daddy, Tia & Ryan Love always, Ian
I said, "God, I hurt." And God said, "I know." I said, "I cry alot." And God said, "That's why I gave you tears." I said, "Life is so hard." And God said, "That's why I gave you loved ones." I said, "But my loved one died." And God said, "So did mine." I said, "It's such a great unbearable loss." And God said, "I saw mine nailed to the cross." I said, "But your Son lives." And God said, "So does yours." I said, "Where are they now?" And God said, "My Son is by my side and your Angel is in my arms....."
Please light a candle for our little Ian To keep his memory alive Thank You
We love you forever Ian Christopher Love always Mommy xxx
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The Cord We are connected my child and I By an invisible cord, not seen by the eye. It's not like the cord that connects us at birth, this cord can't be seen by any on earth. This cord does it's work right from the start, It binds us together attached by the heart. I know that it's there, though no one can see this invisible cord, from my child to me. The strength of this cord, it's hard to describe, it can't be destroyed, it can't be denied. It's stronger than any cord that man could create It withstands the test, can hold any weight. And though you are gone and not here with me, the cord is still there though no one can see. It pulls at my heart, I am bruised, I am sore, but this cord is my lifeline as never before. I'm thankful that God connects us this way A mother and a child....death can't take it away. Author Terri Apostolakos
Mother's Day Wishes / Dianne/Mom Of Angel Nicholas White
Easter Wishes / Dianne/Mom Of Angel Nicholas White
I know today has been difficult but pray you felt some peace knowing that Easter bring us hope of eternal life with Christ and our sons.Hugs,Dianne
GOD'S DARK / Debbie (Mom to Colin McAdam )
The dark is kind and cozy;The dark is soft and deep;The dark will pat my pillowAnd love me as I sleep.The dark is smooth as velvet.And gentle as the air,And He is good to childrenAnd people everywhere.The dark can see and love meWithout a bit of ligh...
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Valentine Wish / Dianne/Mom Of Angel Nicholas White
My little precious son Ian, / Mommy
Ian, thanks for visiting me yesterday, I loved all your hugs and kisses you blew to me as the wind brushed upon my face, I long to hold you again so tightly. We will be together one day and we will rejoice with Jesus. Watch over sissy and littl...
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY IAN CHRISTOPHER MINER WE LOVE YA / Nicole Adam Slone Mom (friend of mommy's )Read >>
happy birthday sweet baby boy / Selma Flynn Read >>
Happy 4th July Miner family / Vicki (Benjamin Riley Bernard Ogier's) Mummy Read >>
"Our precious little angel" This memorial website was created in the memory of our Beautiful Angel Son, Ian Christopher Miner.
Ian Christopher was born on August 10, 2005 at 7:39AM He was 6 pounds and 20 inches long. He had my husbands round face, nose, and big feet. He had my slender body, long fingers. He was so perfect.
Our beautiful baby boy was born sleeping at 39 weeks. He had his cord wrapped around his tiny little neck 3 times and a true knot in the cord. He is our Special Angel. We love him more than anything and know one day we will hold him in our arms once again
"Our beloved son"
My Pregnancy with him was so wonderful, from every flutter to every kick for more room. I couldn't hardly wait to see my son. I found out on February 22, 2005, that we were having a boy.
August 9th, 2005-I heard Ian’s heartbeat in the morning around 10:30am and it was normal, in the 140’s.By 6:00 pm I checked the heartbeat, I couldn’t find it.We searched for ½ hour, by 7:00 pm I was having contractions every 10 min. By 8:00 pm I paged Dr. Tymkiw, she called back and said to come in and we could check the heartbeat. We arrived at Labor and Delivery unit, and the nurse tried to locate the heartbeat, we thought we heard a faint but high heartbeat, when Dr. Tymkiw came in with the ultra sound machine, she searched for about 5-10min. and couldn’t see the heartbeat, she said he was gone.We would have to induce labor and wouldn’t know how long the labor would last.We induced labor around 9:30 pm, by 10:30pm I was only 1centimeter dilated, my water broke at that time also, the water had brown in it, indicating that Ian was in distress and had a bowl movement inside the amniotic fluid, labor seemed to go by so slowly.After midnight I may have been 1-2 centimeters dilated.I told the doctor I didn’t want an epidermal and they gave me morphine by IV to subside the contractions.By 7:15 am on the August 10th the contractions were a lot harder, I could feel Ian coming down, and asked if I was fully dilated, and they said yes, and to push when I felt a contraction, his head came out then his shoulders, the doc said, “Oh my God” the cord is wrapped around his neck three times and there is a knot in the cord.I saw the knot in the cord, but Ian was a perfect color as a newborn should be. He was born asleep on August 10, 2005 at 7:39am.
Letter To Mom
Mom, please don’t feel guilty It was just my time to go. I see you are still feeling sad, And the tears just seem to flow.
We all come to earth for our lifetime, And for some it’s not many years I don’t want you to keep crying You are shedding so many tears.
I haven’t really left you Even though it may seem so. I have just gone to my heavenly home, And I’m closer to you than you know.
Just believe that when you say my name I’m standing next to you, I know you long to see me, But there’s nothing I can do.
But I’ll still send you messages And hope you understand, That when your time comes to “cross over,” I’ll be there to take your hand.
I know this is a rough time for you. So I will be as gentle as I can be.
First of all, thank you for so many tears, particularly those shared with another that you love. They are a gift to me, a precious tribute to your investment in me.
As you do your mourning, do it at your pace only. Don’t let anybody suggest that you do your grief work on their timetable. Do whatever it takes to face directly the reality of what has happened, even though you may need to pause frequently and yearn for my return. Do this with courage and my blessings. Know that sometimes inertia is the only movement possible.
Give your best to keeping a balance between remembering me and renewing your commitments to life. It’s O.K. with me if you go through minutes, hours and even days not thinking about me. I know that you’ll. never forget. Loosening me and grabbing hold of a new meaning is a delicate art. I’m not sure if one comes before the other or not, maybe it’s a combination.
Be with people who accept you as you are. Mention my name out loud, and if they don’t make a hasty retreat, they’re probably excellent candidates for friendship.
If, by a remote possibility, you think that there is anything that you could have done for me and didn’t. I forgive you, as my Lord does. Resentment does not abide here, only love.
You know how people sometimes ask you how many children you have? Well, I’m still yours and you are still my parents. Always acknowledge that with tenderness, unless to do so would fall on insensitive ears or would be painful to you. I know how you feel inside. To be included as your child honours me.
Read, even though your tears anoint the page. There is an immense library here and I have a card. In Henri Nowens’ “Out of Solitude”, he writes, “The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair and confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not healing, and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.”
Mom and Dad, I don’t know where you are spiritually now, but rest assured that our God is not gone. The still small voice you hear in your heart is His voice. The warmth that sometimes enfolds you is Him. The tears that tremble just beneath your heartbeat is Him. He is in you, as I am.
I want you both to know that I am O.K. I have sent you messages to ease your pain, they come in the form of flowers that bloom out of season, birds singing, voices and visions and sometimes through your friends and even strangers who volunteer as angels. Stay open but don’t expect the overly dramatic. You will get whet you need and it may be simply an internal peace. You are not crazy, you have been comforted.
Please seek out people bereaved longer than you. They are tellers of truth, and if they have done there work, are an inspiration and a beacon of hope whose pain lessened dramatically and one more wisdom before I close. There are still funny happenings in our world. It delights me to no end when I hear your spontaneous, uncontrolled laughter. That, too, will come in due time.
Today, I light a candle for you. Joined with your candle, let their light shine above the darkness.
Affectionately,
Your Angel child. PS: I’ll. see you later!
please leave line or 2 and lite a candle for my mom and dad it help alot thank you
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