<BGSOUND SRC="walkon.mid" LOOP="INFINITE"> Although she was with us for only four short months, Analee taught and gave pure love. My Dad looked at her, still in the Isolette, and said it all: "That baby has Angel Eyes." No newborn squint for Analee -- from the moment she graced our lives, she looked deeply into the eyes, hearts, and souls of those fortunate enough to enter her sphere. It was as though she KNEW she would not have much time here in our world, and had to get immediately about her business! The doctors told us that hospitalization could not increase her time with us, so we "suited up" (this was 1967!) and lived in the neonatal intensive care ward while we learned the procedures that would allow us to care for her at home. God shared her with us; we share her here with you. To meet some of the other Angels Remembered, please click on the graphic above. Analee says "Hello, World!" Just Mom & Analee Analee & Grandma MJ Analee with Grandpa Tim Three Generations! And here's Aunt Snooney With Uncle Stormy And with Uncle John When Analee entered into our world, 'Twas a day I'll always remember - A blustery, early-wintery day, Toward the end of a long September. These days, much more could no doubt be done; But in those days the Labor Room Was filled with bright lights.... And bright doctors, too.... And soon, an atmosphere of doom. A "stargazer" was what they called her then, My precious baby girl..... Even then she looked toward the heavens; Not down here at our world. Deprived of oxygen. For a few moments only. But the moments were sufficient To render my mommy-heart lonely. The doctors solemnly spoke with us, Said we should never take her home. Her life would be short.... And severely restricted.... They said we should go home alone. I asked if her life would be lengthened If she stayed in the hospital there. They said, "Oh, no. But you don't want her home; She will require extensive care." Care? CARE?! This was my daughter they spoke of! We'd "cared" for her nine months already! The love that began at the moment of conception Had never wavered; had been constant and steady. And so we learned to "sink the tube", To feed her with little fuss; To suction her little throat hourly - And what did she give to us?? Four months of love; So pure, so divine One hundred and sixteen days This precious child was mine. And when her life was ended, The night they said she "died", I railed and ranted at God - I screamed, I yelled, I cried. Oh, I "knew" Analee was happy, I "knew" God had made her whole. But the grief and the anguish I lived with, Had buried the faith in my soul. Then one night my Mother told me Of a dream she said she had had; And the story she told me that night Made me incredibly sad. She said she saw all the wee angels Gathered in heaven that night; And each carried a flickering candle, Shedding a wonderous light. But Analee's own little candle Wore no wonderous flame - Mother said she looked so sad, And wasn't that a shame? Mom asked Analee why her candle Shed no guiding light, And Analee told Mother She lit it every night. "But, Grandma, each time I light it, The little flame just dies - My Mama puts the fire out With the lonely tears she cries." I knew then that I had to Love her enough to let her go; To release her from my aching heart To the God who loved her so. To let her be free in heaven, To join other loved ones there, To let her run free with angels, And relax in God's love so fair. I know that my baby is waiting Just beyond heaven's gate; And I know she's no longer alone there.... My Mother joined her on this date. © July 26, 2001 Peggy Swycaffer Graphic by Kathryn This beautiful graphic was made for Analee by Diva founder, Kathryn. Thank you so, Kathryn! ~smile~ And then .... she animated it!!
Although she was with us for only four short months, Analee taught and gave pure love. My Dad looked at her, still in the Isolette, and said it all: "That baby has Angel Eyes." No newborn squint for Analee -- from the moment she graced our lives, she looked deeply into the eyes, hearts, and souls of those fortunate enough to enter her sphere. It was as though she KNEW she would not have much time here in our world, and had to get immediately about her business! The doctors told us that hospitalization could not increase her time with us, so we "suited up" (this was 1967!) and lived in the neonatal intensive care ward while we learned the procedures that would allow us to care for her at home. God shared her with us; we share her here with you. To meet some of the other Angels Remembered, please click on the graphic above.
To meet some of the other Angels Remembered, please click on the graphic above.
When Analee entered into our world, 'Twas a day I'll always remember - A blustery, early-wintery day, Toward the end of a long September. These days, much more could no doubt be done; But in those days the Labor Room Was filled with bright lights.... And bright doctors, too.... And soon, an atmosphere of doom. A "stargazer" was what they called her then, My precious baby girl..... Even then she looked toward the heavens; Not down here at our world. Deprived of oxygen. For a few moments only. But the moments were sufficient To render my mommy-heart lonely. The doctors solemnly spoke with us, Said we should never take her home. Her life would be short.... And severely restricted.... They said we should go home alone. I asked if her life would be lengthened If she stayed in the hospital there. They said, "Oh, no. But you don't want her home; She will require extensive care." Care? CARE?! This was my daughter they spoke of! We'd "cared" for her nine months already! The love that began at the moment of conception Had never wavered; had been constant and steady. And so we learned to "sink the tube", To feed her with little fuss; To suction her little throat hourly - And what did she give to us?? Four months of love; So pure, so divine One hundred and sixteen days This precious child was mine. And when her life was ended, The night they said she "died", I railed and ranted at God - I screamed, I yelled, I cried. Oh, I "knew" Analee was happy, I "knew" God had made her whole. But the grief and the anguish I lived with, Had buried the faith in my soul. Then one night my Mother told me Of a dream she said she had had; And the story she told me that night Made me incredibly sad. She said she saw all the wee angels Gathered in heaven that night; And each carried a flickering candle, Shedding a wonderous light. But Analee's own little candle Wore no wonderous flame - Mother said she looked so sad, And wasn't that a shame? Mom asked Analee why her candle Shed no guiding light, And Analee told Mother She lit it every night. "But, Grandma, each time I light it, The little flame just dies - My Mama puts the fire out With the lonely tears she cries." I knew then that I had to Love her enough to let her go; To release her from my aching heart To the God who loved her so. To let her be free in heaven, To join other loved ones there, To let her run free with angels, And relax in God's love so fair. I know that my baby is waiting Just beyond heaven's gate; And I know she's no longer alone there.... My Mother joined her on this date. © July 26, 2001 Peggy Swycaffer Graphic by Kathryn This beautiful graphic was made for Analee by Diva founder, Kathryn. Thank you so, Kathryn! ~smile~ And then .... she animated it!!
This beautiful graphic was made for Analee by Diva founder, Kathryn. Thank you so, Kathryn! ~smile~
And then .... she animated it!!
