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Kelsey Dawn Yoder
October 13, 1991 -- July 15, 1997
Waterhouse Frederickson Syndrome
(Meningitis)

On October the 13th of 1991, life took on a new meaning. A blessed miracle I beheld as I looked on the face of my 1st born child. Beauty is my only explanation. Her skin was smooth and flawless. Her hair felt of silk. The love and joy felt from momentous occasions before this did not compare to the fullness in my heart.

My blessings grew with her. She grew more beautiful and if you can believe it my love also grew. Motherhood was wonderful and I had the perfect child. Kelsey was so sweet and mostly quiet. I took her with me everywhere. I had a friend jokingly refer to her as the baby that was never allowed to cry. She never caused me any pain. Only joy.

I returned to work when Kelsey was 5 weeks old, my mother baby sat for me and I was at ease. If anyone can take care of the babies better than me it's my mom. I would rush to my moms during my lunch break and after work. I hated leaving her, but at the time money was tight.

Kelsey became my best friend. Her father and I parted when she was just over a year old and our bond grew even deeper. She was my world. I called her my little shadow, because everything I did, she was right behind me doing the same thing. I would ask her what her name was, and she would respond "Kelsey Dawn Yoder Gail". She loved to go to the beach, so I would make sure we had enough money to go 3-4 times per year. I was so proud of Kelsey, she was so smart. Her pre-school teacher told me that she could spell everyones name in her class and that she was the sweetest, most well-behaved child she had ever seen. I do not take responsibility for that, it was just her. The only thing I gave her was lots of love.

Some of my friends thought I spoiled her, because when she was tired and had a tantrum, I would pet her and hold her and love her until she felt better (I assumed they thought I should spank, holler, or put her in time out). I don't regret all the times I held her when she needed me. Even though I spoiled her, she respected me. I would hear her talking with her cousins and telling them they should not do this and that because her mommy would get mad.

She loved to dress up. She would put on a slip with high heels and lots of jewelry and lipstick and flip her hair. I can still see her in front of the t.v.. She loved to watch movies and eat egg sandwiches. I would ask her, what do you want to eat. She would say an egg sandwich and she would help me cook them. When she brought home a recipe book she had made at school with all of the students compiled favorite things to eat, I knew what hers would be. Most were brownies, or cookies....hers was an egg sandwich.

Little did I know that my most precious possession could be taken from me. Little did I know I would not see her grow up. Thankful for my years-but so much pain from her absence.

I love you Kelsey Dawn Yoder!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mommy

In Memory of
Kelsey Dawn Yoder
On your Birthday October 13, 1991

While waiting anxiously one sweet October day,
The Heaven’s parted for you to come for a stay
A new beauty I saw upon your Mother’s face,
Reflections of your soul that death cannot erase.
In your Father’s eyes I sensed a puzzle now complete
For in you he found pure love, one death will not defeat.
No one asked the question “How can she be mine?”,
“How did this beautiful princess descend from our blood line?”
We believed you were ours forever,
no one dreamed of the day to come, when you’d be
taken to God’s castle, Back to where you belong.
Every heart shattered,
all hope was torn away
For we were left behind that cold July day.
Our prayers evolved to tears,
and then into a plea.
We begged for your life,
with a fool’s selfish greed.
Though this cold dark cloud of death
is all that I now see,
I must somehow look beyond
to see you’re living in Granny’s and Ginya’s dream.
I realize this heartache you’ll never have to know
Never from your big brown eyes
Will these painful teardrops flow.
I cherish every moment
you chose to spend with me
Sometimes I sit in silence
and often think I see Angels
forming circles, all dancing round and round.
You’re in a white dress,
your black hair flowing down,
You’re on a playground,
where only angels can go
In a bright green meadow,
where ALL flowers grow.
Once in this thought of you
I heard you laugh Your silly laugh,
you turn to look at me and smile And say
“AYANNA, I’m just PU-la-YING with these keYUDS…

They’re Angels just like me!!!”
Then in the distance,
it’s as though I Heard Him say
"Rejoice my child, your pretty girl has found eternal peace.”

We love and miss you on your birthday,

Your family

Written by: Aunt Anna

Kelsey Dawn Yoder