| Location | East Kilbride |
| Age | 0 |
| Cause of Death | Murder |
| Date of Birth | 28/06/1999 |
| Date of Death | 28/06/1999 |
| Visitors | 2,418 since 07/01/2008 |
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RIP baby boy - 28th June 1999
I'd like to mark a tribute to my baby boy who was lost during pregnancy as the result of a physical attack on myself in my fourth month of pregnancy.
My baby boy is always in my heart and thoughts and not a day goes by where I don't stop and ask the questions... the ifs, buts and whys. Not an hour passes where I don't wish I could turn back the clock and somehow changed what happened on that day... had I done things differently, would my baby boy be here in my arms?
My son was named Jordan Alexander after my best friend, someone who I have to thank for everything, someone who was there for me through a lot of difficult times in my life. I knew my best mate Alan would be the most supportive role model in my sons life, someone to help me teach him right from wrong, someone to do all the lads stuff like going to the football or going out climbing trees, so when I lost my son it felt very apt to call him after Alan's middle names.
Alan passed away in November 2006 and I firmly believe that Jordan is now with his uncle Alan... looking after each other and getting up to mischief together - as they say boys will be boys. It gives me comfort to know that Alan and Jordan are together and my baby boy is no longer alone in a world full of strangers.
Over the years since losing Jordan there have been many events which have taken place which have led to questioning life and many days where I've wondered what there is worth carrying on for, but there is always one common answer amongst everything else... I have to make the most of my life and do everything I can in honour of my sons memory. Jordan would now be nine years old and in those nine years I've moved forward, met a wonderful man who I'm now married to, established our own home and are working for the future, trying not to dwell on the past.
Jordan's father was responsible for the attack on me which caused me to lose my unborn son, over the years I have carried a lot of hatred, bitterness and venom towards this man but now I have no fight left, all I have is memories and love for my son... his father knows what he did and has to deal with that each day, I can't hate any more. At the end of the day he is the father of my son and now we must concentrate on making Jordan proud of us... honouring my baby boy's memory.
I will never be on speaking terms with his daddy, I will never give him another chance but for the sake of my darling son, I am moving forward... I can't change the past but I can't hold grudges from there either.
Rest In Peace darling Jordan, you're always our heart and thoughts, lots of love and hugs from mummy and Gord (step-daddy, more of a daddy than Fraser will ever be!) xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Mummy loves you xxxxx
I've lost a child, I hear myself say, And the person I'm talking to just turns away. Now why did I tell them, I don't understand. It wasn't for sympathy or to get a helping hand. I just want them to know I've lost something dear. I want them to know that my child was here.
My child left something behind which no one can see. My child made just one person into a family. So, if I've upset you, I'm sorry as can be. You'll have to forgive me, I could not resist. I just want you to know that my child did exist
Love you always little man, play nicely with your miscarried siblings til we are all together again. Lots of love from mummy xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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In a baby castle, just beyond your eye,
Your baby plays with angel toys that money cannot buy.
Who are you to wish him back into this world of strife,
No, play on your baby, they'll have eternal life.
At night when all is silent and sleep forsakes your eyes,
You'll hear their tiny footsteps come running to your side
Their little hands caress you so tenderly and sweet,
You'll breathe a prayer and close your eyes and embrace them in your sleep.
Now you have a treasure that you rate above all others
You have known true glory,
You are still their mother.
What kind of place would heaven be with all its streets of gold, if all the souls, that dwell up there like yours and mine, were old? How strange would heaven’s music sound when harps begin to ring, if children were not gathered ‘round to help the angels sing. The children that God sends to us are only just a loan, He knows we need their sunshine to make the house a home. We need the inspiration of a baby’s blessed smile. He doesn’t say they’ve come to stay, just lends them for a while. Sometimes it takes them years to do the work for which they come. Sometimes in just a month or two our Father calls them home. I like to think some souls up there bear not one sinful scar. I love to think of heaven as a place where children are.
Happy Birthday In Heaven - by Winnie Lovett
"Happy Birthday Jordan"
It's sure to be the best one yet,
Though you left us here behind.
Did you think that we'd forget?
Your cake this year, will surely be,
A beauty to behold.
With the icing made of Silver,
And the candles made of Gold.
Yes, your birthday in Heaven,
Will be such a grand affair.
And I know you'll look so lovely,
With a halo in your hair.
The Angels will come from everywhere,
To sing your birthday song.
And I know they'll be so happy,
That you've joined, God's Happy Throng.
No I can't send a card this year,
Or give a gift so fine.
So I'll just send a special prayer,
To that wonderful Son of yours.
Special Angel Day - by Sam & Gordon Winson
We do not need a special day
To bring you to our minds.
The days we do not think of you
Are very hard to find.
Each morning when we awake
We know that you are gone.
And no one knows the heartache
As we try to carry on.
Our hearts still ache with sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you
No one will ever know.
Our thoughts are always with you,
Your place no one can fill.
In life we loved you dearly;
In death we love you still.
There will always be a heartache,
And often a silent tear.
But always a precious memory
Of the days when you were here.
If tears would make a staircase,
And heartaches make a lane,
We'd walk the path to heaven
And bring you home again.
We hold you close within our hearts;
And there you will remain,
To walk with us throughout our lives
Until we meet again.
Our family chain is broken now,
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.
SWEET DREAMS IN HEAVEN JORDAN.
. . . GIFT OF LOVE . . .
A gift of love was given,
For just a little while;
A gift of love and laughter,
In a precious little child.
Someone to steal your heart away,
A little hand to hold;
Tiny footprints 'cross your life,
Now left upon your soul.
The echoes of soft laughter,
The sweetness of that face;
The child who brought you so much joy,
Will never be replaced.
So take each loving memory,
Of that precious little child;
In knowing a gift came down from God,
If for just a little while.
Author unknown.
The world may never notice
If a Snowdrop doesn't bloom,
Or even pause to wonder
If the petals fall too soon.
But every life that ever forms,
Or ever comes to be,
Touches the world in some small way
For all eternity.
The little one we long for
Was swiftly here and gone.
But the love that was then planted
Is a light that still shines on.
And though our arms are empty,
Our hearts know what to do.
Every beating of our hearts
Says that we do love you.
love and kisses from courtney's mommy xxx
God saw that you were suffering
And helpless as can be
So he took you gently in his arms
And whispered, little one come with me
I will take you far away from here
To a place where you are free
from the pain and hurting
Up in Heaven with me
A place when you can play again
And be loved eternally.
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Sometimes life's most precious things,
Slip too quickly from our hands,
Snowflakes, rainbows, childhood,
Castles in the sand.
God gave us a special spot,
to preserve them in our hearts,
A forever place where all we love,
lingers when we part.
Fireflies and autumn leaves,
Roses, kittens, dreams,
Icicles, sunrise, spider webs,
Mornings dew, moon beams.
Butterflies and baby birds,
Flowers that bloom in spring,
Perhaps in life God's greatest gifts,
Are blessed by Him with wings.
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