I have a lot of ideas, but that is all they would be if I did not have Cathy Knudtson to bring them to life. There are no words to say how much I think of her, or what she means to me and my family. One thing I do know, she was sent by God. All I can says is, Thank you Cathy. Joe (Papaw) Anderson Angel Andrew My son Andrew passed away on January 9th, 2001 at the age of 4. We miss him so much. Please visit his memorial site to learn about his live and story. Doris Emily Michele Daniels We lost our little angel on April 25, 2001. From a long time of suffering the Lord called her home. When she was born she was what we thought a normal child. She was so pretty. We got to go home at the regular time but little did we know that we would be right back when she was only 6 days old. We noticed a knot come up on her stomach and rushed her to the hospital. She was then transported immediately to Scottish Rite in Atlanta, Ga. She was diagnosed with Hirschsprung's Disease - that is a blockage in the colon. they performed surgery on her and she stayed in there for a whole month hooked up to tubes and wires. When we finally got to go home she went with a g-tube. She did super - the tube came out and she was growing, talking and walking all normal until - Emily Daniels was almost 3 years old when she had her first seizure. She recovered from it and then a couple of days later the same thing happened. Then back to the hospital we went. Finally after all of the tests were done she was diagnosed with Mitochrondria Complex I. She eventually quit walking and talking. We knew it was not going to be long but we didn't know that time was so short. She had got so bad at the end. She was having a hard time breathing and was suffering tremendous. then on April 25, 2001 our Lord called Emmy home. It is still hard to accept now but we all know that she is not suffering anymore and we all know that if we want to see her again we have to walk that walk with the Lord. This experience seeing her suffer has really made us all wake up and realize a lot of things. Don't take for granted one moment to tell someone special to you that you love them because tomorrow may be to late. No one young or old is guaranteed tomorrow. From the Family of Emily Michele Daniels December 28, 1995 - April 25, 2001 Heather Thomason STORY OF AN ANGEL I found out I was pregnant with Jeremy in November of 1999. What a shock for me and my husband John. Jeremy was definitely not an expected pregnancy and we shocked many with our news, but he was loved and wanted just the same. Me and John were very scared but secretly overjoyed at the same time. After about a month I started bleeding and getting dizzy all the time. We went to the doctor and he confirmed by ultrasound that I had a condition call placenta abruptio which is where the placenta pulls away from the uterine wall. That is what was causing the heavy bleeding. I was put on bed rest but with an 18 month old that is no easy task. I went in for an ultrasound at 14 weeks and they assured me were were having baby girl. We were so excited because we already have a 2 year old son named Daniel. But at 26 weeks we went in for another ultrasound and the technician was very surprised to hear us calling the baby a "she". There clear as day on the screen was the proof that Jeremy was in fact a little boy! We were very shocked but still very happy. We decided on the name Jeremy Patrick because I like the name Jeremy and John loves Patrick Ewing. I went in for an ultrasound on May 23 and the tech asked me if I had any fluid leakage. I told her that at one point I had thought my water had broken but I went up to the OB unit and they said it hadn't. It turns out it had! When I went in the next week for my routine doctors appointment Dr. Butto told me I only had 4 ounces of amniotic fluid when I should have had 10. He said since I was 36 weeks along that he would like to begin to induce me as soon as possible. He said if we did not do the induction Jeremy could suffocate so of course we started it as soon as possible. They ended up inducing with pitocin and the contractions were pretty strong. I got an epidural because the induction was started on May 25 and on May 27 I was still in labor. When it was finally time to push it took just over 2 hours for my gorgeous son to join us in the world. I lost a lot of blood but did okay. Jeremy was 6 pounds 1 ounce and 19 1/2 inches long. He had a full head of light brown hair and bright blue eyes. He looked so much like his daddy and his brother I couldn't decide who he looked like more. We felt doubly blessed, two happy healthy sons. The 5 weeks Jeremy was home he had a lot of trouble with colic and gas due to an undeveloped stomach. We had to change his formula 4 times and at times he would cry for hours on end. On July 5 my world came crashing down, my son stopped breathing and we had to call 911. They rushed him to the hospital just to find out that my son had a skull fracture and brain hemorrhages. I was in complete shock. How could my little baby have these problems. Me and John both got interrogated by police and Child Protective Services. I got through it fine but noticed John was in with the police for a very long time. It turned out that Jeremy had been crying and John just snapped and squeezed Jeremy's head until his skull fractured. He lay in the ICU for days, with hopes of his recovery going from hopeful to slim to none. And all the while I was in court watching my husband, the man I trusted, being arraigned for my childs injuries and in family court trying to keep custody of my then almost 2 year old. Jeremy fought harder than I knew anyone could. After about 8 days his vent popped out, saving me the decision to pull it out and test if he could breathe on his own. He did though he needed suctioning quite a bit. Soon after that came the decision about the DNR order. It broke my heart to sign it but my baby was suffering and keeping him here for me was just selfish. They did another catscan at 14 days and it showed the whole cortex of his brain to be dead or dying. I knew then my baby was not going to be coming home with me. Hospice came in and tried to make him as comfortable as possible. Friday July 21 at almost midnight he started to code and they called me to come and be with him. I froze, my mom and dad went to be with him. I just knew he would not leave until I could get there. Saturday July 22, the day that would change my life forever. Jeremy was coding on and off all day and my mom and aunt were there for him and said they would call if it looked bad. I had become close to some of the nurses and one called me about 2:30 and told me to come up. Me and my friend Amber made it up there at around 4:00 and I held my son alive for the last time on this Earth. At 4:15 my son Jeremy went to be an angel. He took his last breath and a totally cloudy sky filled with sun to let me know he got to Heaven okay. Jeremy was buried on July 25, 2000 in Restlawn Cemetery in Holland Michigan. The service was beautiful, what I remember of it, and my family and friends were amazing. John's charges were upped from child abuse to open murder. I was in a state of shock and denial for many months. Took me months to say the words my son was murdered. We went through trials and eventually John took a plea bargain of second degree murder and got a sentence of 17 to 33 years. The media coverage was awful, they would not leave me and my family alone. It took me 11 long months to finally be able to write this story on his site. I am sure I will add more as I remember it but sometimes it all seems to be a blank. I miss that little boy so much. Not a moment goes by that I do not think of him and miss him so much it hurts. I wish I had half the strength that baby had, I would be proud to be a little bit like my son. Thank you for reading this story and please browse through Jeremy's web site and see all the love and caring he taught all he touched. He is amazing!! Heidi Jeremy's Wings Heaven's Angels Heaven's Angels ANGER As I set here alone watching the TV I see anger in the world today The only anger I knew before was From a parent punishing me for a wrong From a person that was in a car accident From a friend that was jealous But today I have watched people angry At a county that I love They have turned the anger to vengeance They have used their anger to harm the innocent They have used the anger to steal lives of innocent They have used the anger as a statement against my country The anger they used was it necessary to make other live in fear Was this anger for hurt, cause pain, make others live in fear Take away the innocence once had Why must ANGER be there? For now I will not know For now I want answers For now I shall wait For the answer to come one day 9/11/01 S. Knudtson Little Angel Sam Sam is one of God's littlest angels in heaven. He was taken up to be beside God October 15, 1990 after a long battle with cancer. Sam was a special little boy with beautiful blonde hair and a special insight to life. He suffered through many surgeries, chemotherapy, radiation and radiation burns, was unable to eat for 7 1/2 months, and more, but was still so full of life. He died in my arms and I will always remember and love him. (Click on the image to visit Little Angel Sam) Mama Mary Schmidt Angel Shane Shane was a special little perfect baby boy who his mommy loved so very much. Shane's mommy had to give birth to him too early. She got to hold him and he was so small he fit in one hand. Even though he was not here long, he touched many with his story. Mommy will never forget you sweetie! Mama Mary Schmidt I just get a HUGE blessing every time I come to Mr. William's website. God bless each of you for sharing your stories and pics with us. They are such an inspiration to me. I have lost 2 precious sons. One age 16, Steven Michael, "Mike" died of suicide in 1986 and William Monted "Trey", went to heaven in 1990. He had a car crash and died instantly at the age of 22. Life is never the same. But it's not meant to be. How could it be? When we have been so blessed. I am thankful to the Lord for the wonderful precious years full of precious memories. They are not dead my friends. They are just "Away". They are very much alive and home with Jesus. My prayer is that everyone knows the Lord and will be with their precious love ones again. This old life is just a fleeting moment for the eternity we have planned for us in heaven. One day the Lord is going to make all things right. He promised us that. We must hold our heads high and have faith and keep the spirit of our love ones living on through our lives. Helping others that need us. I want to share an experience with you that I wrote to Mr. William's family and I was told I could share on here. I hope it may touch someone in a special way and give you hope and courage to go on. In 1960 my only sibling, my brother, died of a brain tumor. He was 9 and I was 8. We were poor folks back then and we slept feet to feet to stay warm in the winter (some will remember those days). When my brother died I could not go on. I was only 8 and asked God send a miracle that a little girl would die as well. It had been 2 weeks since "Bubba" went to be with the Lord and I honestly didn't know till many years later how close I was to having a breakdown at the age of 8. Well God sent my miracle. That night "Bubba" came to me. He said, "Sissie don't cry anymore. I am home with Jesus and I don't hurt anymore." We played with all the games we had played with the year he was homebound. When my Mom woke that morning she was so frightened because I had slept for the first time since Bubba's death. She ran to my room and I was beaming. I told her to come on in. Bubba had been there and we had played all night long. My Mom knew I had experienced an angelic experience. Still to this day when I talk about this I am told I have a "Glow". I thank the Lord for allowing this little child to get a glimpse of her Bubba and to know everything is ok. I could go on. BUT little did I know that this experience would be such a comfort to me so many years later, 26 years to be exact as my Mike enters Heaven and 30 years later from Bubba's death till Trey goes to be with the Lord also. I know they are with their Uncle and one day I will go to be with them. Till then I promise to them to try and be here for the family they left behind that misses them so much. Trey's daughter Brittany, who is 17, and their one sister Penny, who is 27, and their Nanna (we won't give Nanna's age...smile). Till I can be with my sweet babies I will do everything I can in this old body that they would want me to do because they can't be here for them. That's an awesome responsibility, but it is what they would want me to do. SO for Bubba, Trey and Mike...I LOVE YOU!!!! and OH HOW I MISS YOU!!! But it's wonderful stories like "Mr. William's" that keep me inspired to keep living for the living as long as I have a breath to breathe. God bless all. May you have strength from above each day just the portion that you need for that day. From a lady who knows the heartache of having loved so dearly and lost that love to death. Peggy Adcox Miller This is a wonderful message I received from Peg Miller that I wanted to share, it just goes to show that a moment of kindness is worth a lifetime....or a life "This site has blessed me more than I could ever bless anyone. But I did get an email from my letter from someone thinking of dying. She didn't say the "suicide" word but that's what she implied. She said after reading and weeping from my letter she could make it through one more day. I just wanted you to know SOMEHOW..SOMEWAY..GOD used your site to reach this lday. PRAY for me. I don't do too well trying to help someone that's thinking of suicide. NOT after having lost a child from this. I get ANGRY. Because I know the heartache left on the family. That's a selfish selfish selfish act. PRAY for me that I am able to say the right things and help her. AND thanks for allowing me to share my story breifly with your site. YOU HAVE SAVED A LIFE for one day at least is what she said. GOD BLESS YOU AND YOUR WORK. The stories are awesome but "MR. WILLIAM" is who got me here. So he will be my special little angel. GOD BLESS Peg"
I have a lot of ideas, but that is all they would be if I did not have Cathy Knudtson to bring them to life. There are no words to say how much I think of her, or what she means to me and my family. One thing I do know, she was sent by God. All I can says is, Thank you Cathy.
Joe (Papaw) Anderson
Angel Andrew
My son Andrew passed away on January 9th, 2001 at the age of 4. We miss him so much. Please visit his memorial site to learn about his live and story.
Doris
Emily Michele Daniels
We lost our little angel on April 25, 2001. From a long time of suffering the Lord called her home. When she was born she was what we thought a normal child. She was so pretty. We got to go home at the regular time but little did we know that we would be right back when she was only 6 days old. We noticed a knot come up on her stomach and rushed her to the hospital. She was then transported immediately to Scottish Rite in Atlanta, Ga. She was diagnosed with Hirschsprung's Disease - that is a blockage in the colon. they performed surgery on her and she stayed in there for a whole month hooked up to tubes and wires. When we finally got to go home she went with a g-tube. She did super - the tube came out and she was growing, talking and walking all normal until - Emily Daniels was almost 3 years old when she had her first seizure. She recovered from it and then a couple of days later the same thing happened. Then back to the hospital we went. Finally after all of the tests were done she was diagnosed with Mitochrondria Complex I. She eventually quit walking and talking. We knew it was not going to be long but we didn't know that time was so short. She had got so bad at the end. She was having a hard time breathing and was suffering tremendous. then on April 25, 2001 our Lord called Emmy home. It is still hard to accept now but we all know that she is not suffering anymore and we all know that if we want to see her again we have to walk that walk with the Lord. This experience seeing her suffer has really made us all wake up and realize a lot of things. Don't take for granted one moment to tell someone special to you that you love them because tomorrow may be to late. No one young or old is guaranteed tomorrow.
From the Family of Emily Michele Daniels December 28, 1995 - April 25, 2001
Heather Thomason
STORY OF AN ANGEL
I found out I was pregnant with Jeremy in November of 1999. What a shock for me and my husband John. Jeremy was definitely not an expected pregnancy and we shocked many with our news, but he was loved and wanted just the same. Me and John were very scared but secretly overjoyed at the same time.
After about a month I started bleeding and getting dizzy all the time. We went to the doctor and he confirmed by ultrasound that I had a condition call placenta abruptio which is where the placenta pulls away from the uterine wall. That is what was causing the heavy bleeding. I was put on bed rest but with an 18 month old that is no easy task.
I went in for an ultrasound at 14 weeks and they assured me were were having baby girl. We were so excited because we already have a 2 year old son named Daniel. But at 26 weeks we went in for another ultrasound and the technician was very surprised to hear us calling the baby a "she". There clear as day on the screen was the proof that Jeremy was in fact a little boy! We were very shocked but still very happy. We decided on the name Jeremy Patrick because I like the name Jeremy and John loves Patrick Ewing. I went in for an ultrasound on May 23 and the tech asked me if I had any fluid leakage. I told her that at one point I had thought my water had broken but I went up to the OB unit and they said it hadn't. It turns out it had! When I went in the next week for my routine doctors appointment Dr. Butto told me I only had 4 ounces of amniotic fluid when I should have had 10. He said since I was 36 weeks along that he would like to begin to induce me as soon as possible. He said if we did not do the induction Jeremy could suffocate so of course we started it as soon as possible. They ended up inducing with pitocin and the contractions were pretty strong. I got an epidural because the induction was started on May 25 and on May 27 I was still in labor. When it was finally time to push it took just over 2 hours for my gorgeous son to join us in the world. I lost a lot of blood but did okay. Jeremy was 6 pounds 1 ounce and 19 1/2 inches long. He had a full head of light brown hair and bright blue eyes. He looked so much like his daddy and his brother I couldn't decide who he looked like more. We felt doubly blessed, two happy healthy sons.
The 5 weeks Jeremy was home he had a lot of trouble with colic and gas due to an undeveloped stomach. We had to change his formula 4 times and at times he would cry for hours on end. On July 5 my world came crashing down, my son stopped breathing and we had to call 911. They rushed him to the hospital just to find out that my son had a skull fracture and brain hemorrhages. I was in complete shock. How could my little baby have these problems. Me and John both got interrogated by police and Child Protective Services. I got through it fine but noticed John was in with the police for a very long time. It turned out that Jeremy had been crying and John just snapped and squeezed Jeremy's head until his skull fractured.
He lay in the ICU for days, with hopes of his recovery going from hopeful to slim to none. And all the while I was in court watching my husband, the man I trusted, being arraigned for my childs injuries and in family court trying to keep custody of my then almost 2 year old. Jeremy fought harder than I knew anyone could. After about 8 days his vent popped out, saving me the decision to pull it out and test if he could breathe on his own. He did though he needed suctioning quite a bit. Soon after that came the decision about the DNR order. It broke my heart to sign it but my baby was suffering and keeping him here for me was just selfish. They did another catscan at 14 days and it showed the whole cortex of his brain to be dead or dying. I knew then my baby was not going to be coming home with me. Hospice came in and tried to make him as comfortable as possible. Friday July 21 at almost midnight he started to code and they called me to come and be with him. I froze, my mom and dad went to be with him. I just knew he would not leave until I could get there. Saturday July 22, the day that would change my life forever. Jeremy was coding on and off all day and my mom and aunt were there for him and said they would call if it looked bad. I had become close to some of the nurses and one called me about 2:30 and told me to come up. Me and my friend Amber made it up there at around 4:00 and I held my son alive for the last time on this Earth. At 4:15 my son Jeremy went to be an angel. He took his last breath and a totally cloudy sky filled with sun to let me know he got to Heaven okay.
Jeremy was buried on July 25, 2000 in Restlawn Cemetery in Holland Michigan. The service was beautiful, what I remember of it, and my family and friends were amazing.
John's charges were upped from child abuse to open murder. I was in a state of shock and denial for many months. Took me months to say the words my son was murdered. We went through trials and eventually John took a plea bargain of second degree murder and got a sentence of 17 to 33 years. The media coverage was awful, they would not leave me and my family alone.
It took me 11 long months to finally be able to write this story on his site. I am sure I will add more as I remember it but sometimes it all seems to be a blank.
I miss that little boy so much. Not a moment goes by that I do not think of him and miss him so much it hurts. I wish I had half the strength that baby had, I would be proud to be a little bit like my son. Thank you for reading this story and please browse through Jeremy's web site and see all the love and caring he taught all he touched. He is amazing!!
Heidi Jeremy's Wings
Heaven's Angels
ANGER
As I set here alone watching the TV I see anger in the world today The only anger I knew before was From a parent punishing me for a wrong From a person that was in a car accident From a friend that was jealous But today I have watched people angry At a county that I love They have turned the anger to vengeance They have used their anger to harm the innocent They have used the anger to steal lives of innocent They have used the anger as a statement against my country The anger they used was it necessary to make other live in fear Was this anger for hurt, cause pain, make others live in fear Take away the innocence once had Why must ANGER be there? For now I will not know For now I want answers For now I shall wait For the answer to come one day
9/11/01 S. Knudtson
Little Angel Sam
Sam is one of God's littlest angels in heaven. He was taken up to be beside God October 15, 1990 after a long battle with cancer. Sam was a special little boy with beautiful blonde hair and a special insight to life. He suffered through many surgeries, chemotherapy, radiation and radiation burns, was unable to eat for 7 1/2 months, and more, but was still so full of life. He died in my arms and I will always remember and love him.
(Click on the image to visit Little Angel Sam)
Mama Mary Schmidt
Angel Shane
Shane was a special little perfect baby boy who his mommy loved so very much. Shane's mommy had to give birth to him too early. She got to hold him and he was so small he fit in one hand. Even though he was not here long, he touched many with his story. Mommy will never forget you sweetie!
I just get a HUGE blessing every time I come to Mr. William's website. God bless each of you for sharing your stories and pics with us. They are such an inspiration to me. I have lost 2 precious sons. One age 16, Steven Michael, "Mike" died of suicide in 1986 and William Monted "Trey", went to heaven in 1990. He had a car crash and died instantly at the age of 22. Life is never the same. But it's not meant to be. How could it be? When we have been so blessed. I am thankful to the Lord for the wonderful precious years full of precious memories. They are not dead my friends. They are just "Away". They are very much alive and home with Jesus. My prayer is that everyone knows the Lord and will be with their precious love ones again. This old life is just a fleeting moment for the eternity we have planned for us in heaven. One day the Lord is going to make all things right. He promised us that. We must hold our heads high and have faith and keep the spirit of our love ones living on through our lives. Helping others that need us.
I want to share an experience with you that I wrote to Mr. William's family and I was told I could share on here. I hope it may touch someone in a special way and give you hope and courage to go on. In 1960 my only sibling, my brother, died of a brain tumor. He was 9 and I was 8. We were poor folks back then and we slept feet to feet to stay warm in the winter (some will remember those days). When my brother died I could not go on. I was only 8 and asked God send a miracle that a little girl would die as well. It had been 2 weeks since "Bubba" went to be with the Lord and I honestly didn't know till many years later how close I was to having a breakdown at the age of 8. Well God sent my miracle. That night "Bubba" came to me. He said, "Sissie don't cry anymore. I am home with Jesus and I don't hurt anymore." We played with all the games we had played with the year he was homebound. When my Mom woke that morning she was so frightened because I had slept for the first time since Bubba's death. She ran to my room and I was beaming. I told her to come on in. Bubba had been there and we had played all night long. My Mom knew I had experienced an angelic experience. Still to this day when I talk about this I am told I have a "Glow". I thank the Lord for allowing this little child to get a glimpse of her Bubba and to know everything is ok. I could go on. BUT little did I know that this experience would be such a comfort to me so many years later, 26 years to be exact as my Mike enters Heaven and 30 years later from Bubba's death till Trey goes to be with the Lord also. I know they are with their Uncle and one day I will go to be with them. Till then I promise to them to try and be here for the family they left behind that misses them so much. Trey's daughter Brittany, who is 17, and their one sister Penny, who is 27, and their Nanna (we won't give Nanna's age...smile). Till I can be with my sweet babies I will do everything I can in this old body that they would want me to do because they can't be here for them. That's an awesome responsibility, but it is what they would want me to do. SO for Bubba, Trey and Mike...I LOVE YOU!!!! and OH HOW I MISS YOU!!! But it's wonderful stories like "Mr. William's" that keep me inspired to keep living for the living as long as I have a breath to breathe. God bless all. May you have strength from above each day just the portion that you need for that day.
From a lady who knows the heartache of having loved so dearly and lost that love to death.
Peggy Adcox Miller
This is a wonderful message I received from Peg Miller that I wanted to share, it just goes to show that a moment of kindness is worth a lifetime....or a life
"This site has blessed me more than I could ever bless anyone. But I did get an email from my letter from someone thinking of dying. She didn't say the "suicide" word but that's what she implied. She said after reading and weeping from my letter she could make it through one more day. I just wanted you to know SOMEHOW..SOMEWAY..GOD used your site to reach this lday. PRAY for me. I don't do too well trying to help someone that's thinking of suicide. NOT after having lost a child from this. I get ANGRY. Because I know the heartache left on the family. That's a selfish selfish selfish act. PRAY for me that I am able to say the right things and help her. AND thanks for allowing me to share my story breifly with your site. YOU HAVE SAVED A LIFE for one day at least is what she said. GOD BLESS YOU AND YOUR WORK. The stories are awesome but "MR. WILLIAM" is who got me here. So he will be my special little angel. GOD BLESS Peg"
