Our Angel Mito Monkey: Life Goes On

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Stocking project is now in full force collecting donations. We have a list of the items we can use. You can also choose to sponsor a stocking in memory or honor of someone else. We will include a paragraph or two in the cards we place in the stockings to let the recipient know about the person that means so much to you. Our paypal account is posted on this page and ready to take donations. Email us for a list of items needed or with any questions or information you would like included on a sponsored stocking/donation.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Life Goes On

Today has been such a difficult day. We know life must go one but I just have not figured out how to do that yet. I began the day trying to finally fold the clothing I have been avoiding for the past two weeks. We need clean laundry but I have just been piling it up on the table downstairs in the laundry room.

Georges clothes are all mixed in and I have not wanted to even touch them. I don't know what to really do with his stuff. Looking at it just makes me want to cry. I sat there and folded the clothes crying as I put his clothing in a trash bag for the time being until I figure out what to do with it. The very knowledge of the fact I will never get to dress him again and tickle him and see him giggle just breaks my heart even more. I have never felt more lost and empty in my whole life.

There is a part of me missing and I just don't know how to fill it. I know nothing will bring my baby back and the sad reality of that just makes my heart ache for him even more. His sweet smile and laugh and our moments where I just would cuddle with him are the very things I miss the most. His bedroom is loosing his smell as each day passes and that saddens me to no end.

I have been in my pajamas all day and pretty much stayed to myself with my memories of my little boy and my heart just aching for him. Every time I am around people they just want to make me feel better and I don't want to. I want to be sad and cry and feel terrible. I know it won't make it any better and it surely won't bring him back to me but I'm just so tired in so many ways. This has been the longest and worst two weeks of my life. It seems as if this is never ending. This was my worst nightmare come true.

I know there is a purpose to all of this but Lord knows I just don't understand it all right now. Putting on foot in front of the other has become such a challenge. I guess this is where my favorite poem comes into play...Footprints in the Sand. It was then that I carried you. I don't know if this pain will ever subside but I know I will always hold him in my heart since I cannot hold him in my arms.

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Matthew 25:35

For I was hungry, and you gave Me something to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave Me something to drink; I was a stranger, and you invited Me in; 36naked, and you clothed Me; I was sick, and you visited Me; I was in prison, and you came to Me.’ 37“Then the righteous will answer Him, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry, and feed You, or thirsty, and give You something to drink? 38‘And when did we see You a stranger, and invite You in, or naked, and clothe You? 39‘When did we see You sick, or in prison, and come to You?’ 40“The King will answer and say to them, ‘Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did it to one of these brothers of Mine, even the least of them, you did it to Me.’ 41“Then He will also say to those on His left, ‘Depart from Me, accursed ones, into the eternal fire which has been prepared for the devil and his angels; 42for I was hungry, and you gave Me nothing to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave Me nothing to drink; 43I was a stranger, and you did not invite Me in; naked, and you did not clothe Me; sick, and in prison, and you did not visit Me.’ 44“Then they themselves also will answer, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry, or thirsty, or a stranger, or naked, or sick, or in prison, and did not take care of You?’ 45“Then He will answer them, ‘Truly I say to you, to the extent that you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to Me.’ 46“These will go away into eternal punishment, but the righteous into eternal life.”

Obituary

George Charles Garman of Lumberton, born September 9, 2009, awoke in the Lord's loving arms on Friday, January 29, 2010. He was a beloved infant-son, brother, grandson, nephew, and light to all during his time on Earth, and his beautiful smile and infectious laugh continue to live on in the memories of all who knew him. The gifts he bestowed upon everyone he encountered are especially recalled fondly by his parents, Hugh and Nicole Garman (Arnao), brothers, Richard, Joshua, and Michael, grandparents, Michael and Barbara Arnao, and Alice and the late Frank Garman, and his great-grandparents Charles and Catherine Arnao and the late George and Frieda Miller. While the four short months he shared with his loved ones were made all too brief due to his fight with Mitochondrial Disease, his memory will live on forever. A celebration of George's life will be held on Saturday, February 13, 2010. Calling hours will be from 12:00-2:00 PM at St. Martin in the Fields Episcopal Church, 489 Main St., Lumberton, NJ 08048. A celebratory service will begin at 2 PM with a reception following. In lieu of flowers, the family welcomes donations made in George's name to The Joshua Garman Special Needs Trust c/o J. Robert Steelman 1117 Lambert Dr., Westhampton, NJ 08060. Condolences may be sent to www.koschekandporterfuneralhome.com