Monday, June 9, 2014

Bee-ography Monday: Keelin Rose

This is Keelin Rose; daughter to the proudest parents ever and sister to Aaron & Clodagh. Born on Tuesday March 11, 2014 then grew her angel wings and flew to heaven on Monday March 17, 2014. 


She was diagnosed with hydranencephaly in utero, which was later changed to Dandy Walker Syndrome prior to birth; both are similar in presenting as the absence of brain tissue and often diagnosed in place of one another. Regardless of the "official" label, she holds a special place in our hearts and is forever part of our hydran-family.

From her Facebook page: Keelin Rose Coomey

Tiny Footprints


"These are my footprints, so perfect and so small. 
These tiny footprints never touched the ground at all. 
Not one tiny footprint, for now I have wings. 
These tiny footprints were meant for other things. 
You will hear my tiny footprints, in the patter of the rain. 
Gentle drops like angel's tears, of joy and not from pain. 
You will see my tiny footprints,  in each butterflies' lazy dance. 
I'll let you know I'm with you,  if you just give me the chance. 
You will see my tiny footprints, in the rustle of the leaves. 
I will whisper names into the wind, and call each one that grieves. 
Most of all, these tiny footprints, are found on Mommy and Daddy's hearts. 
'Cause even though I'm gone now, We'll never truly part."

If I Were Here What Would I Say?

Yes it is true that I never got to see all that this world holds.
The flowers, the trees, grass - or a bright sunny day.
Not even the smiling faces of my loving family.
But in my heart I have seen all of these things, even in my short time.


It is also true that I never got to feel the many things that you take for granted ...
The heat on my face on a hot summer's day,
Finger paints and crayons I will never hold in my hands.
But I did feel the loving arms of my Mummy and Daddy cradling me gently. 
I never got to hear all the sounds that make most hearts sing,
The laughter of a loved one, or the sweet song of a bird,
Songs on the radio and the words "I love you" are to me a mystery.
But the soft touch of my Mummy and Daddy's hands shouts to me all of this and more. 
I will never know the joy of running through a field of flowers,
Never will I roll down the side of a hill, too dizzy to stand.
Hide and seek, tag and catching ball I will have missed,
But in my mind I will do all of these things and more. 
You all may see it as me missing out on all these things by leaving you so soon,
But where I am going I will do, see and hear everything you do and more.
I will only think of good things - for in my short existence that is all I have known.
So don't cry for me, I will do all that you have wished for me and more. 
One thing I want you to hold on to is that I have not known how to hate, how to feel jealous, or anguish or any of those emotions that can eat away at your soul.
My soul is set free with only one feeling - for in my short time here with you I only knew love.
And that is what I take with me now.

Lorraine Lehman-Jones

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