Thank-you for visiting Cody's site. / Sara Messer (angel mommy to Cody Creech )Read >>
Thank-you for visiting Cody's site. / Sara Messer (angel mommy to Cody Creech )
I wanted to thank-you for visiting Cody's site. The site you visited was a site that a little girl made from Cody's school. I am sure that Travis & Cody are laughing, smiling & playing football in heaven. If you would like to visit my site, it is www.cody-creech.memory-of.com Close
Thank you for sharing ... / Ryan &. Sarah Humbert Read >>
Thank you for sharing ... / Ryan &. Sarah Humbert
Lisa,
Thank you for sharing Travis's story with us. We will share Travis's site with Ryan's family and others. May God continue to use you to minister to others.
A special valentine for a special angel / Jo-Ann~mom Of Angel~Lauren Pacenta Read >>
A special valentine for a special angel / Jo-Ann~mom Of Angel~Lauren Pacenta
Thinking of you Travis and sending a special valentine wish to you. God Bless you and your loving family. You are forever in the hearts of those who love you.
Colts made it! / Keli Faulkner (New Friend )Read >>
Colts made it! / Keli Faulkner (New Friend )
I was on Gillian Sabets website today, and came across your entry. I was not a friend of Jill's, but I have become very close to her, and her family. They are an amazing group of people. But I came across your entry for your son, I am so sorry for your loss. No parents should ever go thru this. You have made a beautiful tribute page and a wonderful foundation in his memory. You can tell from his pictures that he was truly loved. Again I am sorry for loss. I noticed on his page that you mentioned he was Colts fan, I bet your son's smiling right now, since they made it to the Superbowl.
our sons / Debra Mum Of Angel Christopher Bahr Read >>
our sons / Debra Mum Of Angel Christopher Bahr
i too lost my beautifull boy in a car accident 20 months ago, life will never ever be the same. this bond we share is forever heart breaking and some days i wonder how i get through the whole day. my son was and will always be my hero, i am sure it is him that gives me the extra strength on the really bad days..chris was a very tall man and when he would cuddle me i felt very protected and i would have loved to have protected my beautifull boy on that sunday morning but it was not to be. Our sons are by our sides always and i can still feel his arms around me. My love and open arms go out to you and your family........with much love Debra xx Close
Love and Prayers this Holiday Season / Nancy Luter (Friend (mother of Katlin) )Read >>
Love and Prayers this Holiday Season / Nancy Luter (Friend (mother of Katlin) )
What a beautiful memorial for Travis. The work you are doing to help other children is much appreciated, and definitely needed. We think of your family often. We will keep you in our prayers, not only this holiday season, but all year long.
Thoughts of you during this holiday season / Jo-Ann Pacenta Read >>
Thoughts of you during this holiday season / Jo-Ann Pacenta May the blessings of this holiday season remain with you throughout the new year and bring peace and comfort to your hearts. My thoughts and prayers are with you. God Bless you all Jo-Ann Lauren's mom - always and forever
Love U / Janice &. Jim Al Malone
Your family is doing a great service to the kids and parents of Westfield by sharing your story. We love you guys! Close
poem by Henry Miller / Poem Left At Travis's Grave By Chrissy (best freind )Read >>
poem by Henry Miller / Poem Left At Travis's Grave By Chrissy (best freind )
Dear Travis, Often it is dreams that we communicate......I am on a familiar street searching for a particular house. The moment I set foot in this street my heart beats wildly. Though I have never seen the street it is more familiar to me, more intimate, more significant, than any street that I have known . It is the street by which I return to the past. Every house, every gate, every lawn, every stone, stick twig or leaf speaks eloquently. The sense of recognition, compounded of myriad layers of memory, is so powerful that I am almost dissolved. The street has no beginning nor end: it is a detached segment swimming in a fuzzy aura and complete in itself. A vibrant portion of the infinite whole. Though there is never any activity in this street, it is not empty or deserted. Indeed, it is the most alive street I can think of. It is alive with memories, like an arcane grove which pullulates with its swarms of invisible hosts. I can't say that I walk down this street, nor can I say either that I glide through it. The street invests me. By Henry Miller,
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