As you will read in my stories through this site, growing up he was a happy child. Day care was good for him, it prepared him for junior school. He was a good student, quiet, got on with most people, met some nice friends. High school pretty much the same.

Being a single parent from the time he was 2/3 years old. I went back to work. I am glad I did. I say that, as he was taken care of when he was in day care, after school in his junior years he was either in an after school program or at his karate classes, so I always knew where he was. Summers he was always at different camps, he use to love them. I must admit when he was away I missed him badly but when he came back we had so much to talk about. Being away from each other like we were, it bought us closer together and it was always like that we had a special relationship.

When we have our babies, yes! we all want things to be perfect. "I would like to meet the person who came up with that word" Because as far as I am concerned there is nothing or no one that is perfect in this world. We don't go through our childs life day by day thinking will anything tragic ever happen to my child. But when that day does come, what ever age, what ever the cause from that second on our lives are certainly changed forever.

I never thought I would be sitting here writing this. I also never thought I would ever spend time on the computer connecting myself with so many  people with so many different stories. From the time my son passed away it took me, it seemed for ever before I could bring myself to open a web site concerning the death of a child. After reading so many heart wrenching stories from people that had made some beautiful sites of their child, I knew I had to do one for my son.

For those who have visited my first site will know by now how talented my son was with drawings and writing poems. That was just an example of what he could do. This site will cover most of everything that he achieved.

This is work of a young man who for long periods of time in his life  endured many bridges that he just couldn't cross for many different reasons. But he never gave up on what he really wanted to do, and going through this site you will know what I mean.

Before you enter the pages of his work, please take a look on the next page at a collage of pictures of my son.

After looking through his work you will see that I also have done a site on depression.  It wasn't pleasant to do, but because my son dealt with this decease, I felt if I can help just one person not to go through what my son went through for many different reasons I would feel good about that.

My Special Thanks to Patricia Powell for all her very hard work that she has put into this to help me put this site together.

Please enjoy your stay, and stop by and tell Lee which was your favorite drawing and poem. He would really like that. He is probably looking down on me now saying "Mom don't keep telling people how good I am" But I am not listening to him. This time I am putting him on the highest pedestal that I can find.

This is all in memory of you my ANGEL

Put together by Sue-Anne Aguilera (Lee's Mom)