Noah came into this world sooner than we expected. He was born about ten days before his due date. He was ready to meet the world and take it on. He was so curious and active. As a baby he loved his baby swing and he always had to have some noise along with the movement.
As a toddler, Noah was a typical little boy. He loved getting into kitchen cupboards and rearranging everything. He would not stop exploring until his body just had to rest. Sleep was not a favorite past time for Noah, but sometimes he could not fight it no matter where he was, like in his high chair during dinner.
Pre-teen years found Noah hanging out with friends in the neighborhood. Many games of baseball and kickball were played in our front yard. He loved to be outside even when his friends were inside playing video games.
Bowling became a favorite sport for Noah as he grew into his teen years. Countless hours were spent at the local bowling alley. After he got his driver's license, he would meet his friends at the local fast food restaurants or go out for half price appetizers. Even as Noah got older, he continued to be on the move and would not stop until his body just had to rest. Many naps were spent on the bathroom rug before or after his shower.
Noah accepted Jesus as his savior and started volunteering at our church. He looked forward to spending time there with the adults making dinner on Wednesday nights. Noah made a big impact on so many people – young and old.
Noah always had a big smile. He had funny one-liners he wanted to try out on girls. "Do you work at Little Caesars because you're hot and I'm ready?!" He loved making people laugh – even his teachers at school.
Noah's bedtime ritual was always the same – no matter how old he was. There were lots of hugs and "I love you" was said multiple times. That is what we miss the most along with his big smile.
Noah had such a sensitive and caring heart. He had a hard time living in this cruel world. Depression and anxiety filled much of his life. Many hours of therapy and several attempts with various medications could not take away his pain. Our unending love and support could not take away his pain. Only Jesus could take away his pain. Noah is "happy, happy, happy" and at home with Jesus now. A piece of our heart is with Jesus too. We are attempting to put the rest of the pieces of our lives together moment by moment. We find our peace knowing that Noah is now at peace. We love you and miss you like crazy, Noah!
In Loving Memory of Tabitha Rose Markle
This is Tabitha's story:
Tabitha was born on April 25th, 2012 at Ridgeview Medical Center in Waconia, MN. She was baptized on June 24, 2012 at St. Elizabeth Ann Seton Church in Hastings, MN with her cousins, Jacqueline and Gabriella.
Tabitha's first month at home was spent sleeping a lot. Isabelle loved spending time with Tabitha and gave lots of kisses.
During Tabitha's second month, Isabelle continued to show her affection. Tabitha continued to sleep a lot... She made her first visit to the Mall of America.
Tabitha had many new experiences in her third month... She was awake more. She played with toys on the play mat and found herself in the mirror. It was also during this month that we celebrated the 4th of July and Daddy's birthday.
In Tabitha's fourth month of life, she found her fingers and rolled over. She loved to spend time with her sister. We celebrated Mommy and Isabelle's birthdays during this month.
Tabitha practiced rolling, holding toys and sitting during her fifth month. She was on the boat, played at Maple Maze and tried to hold a cup.
During her sixth month, she had fruits and veggies, played with toys, tried scooting & cheered on the Vikings.
We celebrated Thanksgiving and Halloween during Tabitha's seventh month. We visited Santa twice. We decorated the house for Christmas. Tabitha brushed her teeth. And, she showed much love to her sister.
During Tabitha's eighth month, Tabitha enjoyed the Christmas decorations, loved playing with her sister, jumped in the jumper and got even better at crawling.
In her ninth month, there were some really good memories. Tabitha was really good at crawling and playing. She tried to stand on her own. This month we celebrated Christmas.
On January 18th, 2013, a tragic accident happened when the family car broke through the ice on Lake Minnetonka. The entire family was transported to Ridgeview Medical Center. Tabitha went by helicopter to Children's Hospital in Minneapolis. There, the medical staff worked hard to revive Tabitha. On January 21st, 2013, they decided the efforts were not working, discontinued life support and pronounced Tabitha dead. The funeral was on January 25th, 2013 at St Peter's Church in Richfield, MN.
Twinkle, twinkle little star.
In loving memory of Cameron David Allen
Cameron struggled with brain cancer from his date of diagnosis, November 26, 2006 until his death at age 13 on September 14, 2008.
Cameron enjoyed being read to and had acute listening skills. He could tell you every detail about several stories being read to him at once. He enjoyed playing UNO, Legos, Clue and Wii.
I hope people remember Cameron for his contagious sense of humor and fighting spirit. Cameron never showed self-pity nor did he question why he was chosen to go out this way. Instead, he showed tremendous courage and grace and set a beautiful example by living life fully. Cameron was and still is an inspiration to those of us who had the honor of caring for him. He had this amazing spirit and sense of who he was and knew instinctively the example he was setting for other kids going through cancer treatment. His one wish for the world was that everyone be truly happy. He had a way of slowing people down and teaching us to live life in the moment. I'd like to think he accomplished that.
Cameron died peacefully on September 14th and I was honored to be by his side as he took his last breath. Although the pain of missing him is intense, I feel relieved that he no longer suffers and is no longer a prisoner of his failing body. I am extremely grateful to Krista, his Hospice nurse, who so elegantly helped us through the most difficult time in our lives.
With love for my son,
Paula Allen (mama)
Brandon Patrick Elias was born on July 19th, 2006. He weighed 4 lbs and 8 oz and was 18 inches long. From the very beginning, we knew Brandon would change our lives forever. He was the most amazing baby we have ever held in our arms.
Brandon's life started out pretty crazy. He was born via C-section and had some troubles breathing but the doctors got that going right away. After the C-section, Brandon was rushed to the NICU for observation. When mom was out of recovery from her C-section, she was able to go see him but was not able to hold him until the next day.
The doctors were concerned from the beginning about Brandon's tone. He was not as responsive as most babies. As days passed, we worked on getting him to feed from a bottle. He was able to maintain some of his feeding, but was not able to finish a bottle.
On August 5th, 17 days after Brandon was born, we finally received a diagnosis for Brandon's condition. It was not a diagnosis the doctors had hoped to give us. We were told our son had a terminal illness and did not have much time. We met with the geneticist who let us know Brandon had a condition known as Zellweger's Syndrome. The condition is a genetic condition that affects 1 in 50,000 to 200,000 babies. This means only 1 baby born each year in MN has this syndrome.
All of this being said, we looked forward to taking Brandon home and enjoying our time with him. We celebrated his birth and were very proud parents. In the time Brandon was alive, he touched so many lives and we know he was here with us for a reason. He was the most amazing little boy.
Brandon died on Oct. 2nd at 6:30 a.m. He was in our arms as he took his last breath. He was so beautiful and his time here on earth was much too short. Since we knew our son had a terminal illness, we thanked God for him every day. We are so truly blessed for the time we had with our son. We wish we had had more time; but we know we will get to see him again some day. The pain of him being gone is very strong but we also feel glad that he no longer suffers. We will always miss our Brandon.
In loving memory of Gaven Lee Baldry
Date of birth April 14, 2009
Date of death April 15, 2009
This is Gaven's story.
From the moment we were pregnant with you, we knew you would be our precious miracle. We loved you with all of our heart. You touched so many people in the short time you were here with us.
When God took you home to be with him, you took a piece of our heart with you.
You will forever be our son, your sister and brother will always have a brother. You will never be forgotten. You will always be with us in our hearts and thoughts. God and the angels will hold and sing to you until we can hold you again.
We love and miss you, our precious Gaven.
With all our love,
Your Mommy and Daddy