Created in memory of Lovie Ann Compton
December 4, 1937 - September 6, 2003
We miss you Mother!
I would also like to dedicate this page to the memory of my beautiful daughter, Beverly
October 14, 1972 - May 2, 2005
This is a website designed specifically for anyone who has or
knows someone who has cancer, or any other life threatening illness. Come and share your feelings with people who have
been where you are and can understand your grief and pain.
lost my mother to lung cancer on the 6th of September, 2003. That day has permanently planted its sorrow and pain in my heart.
It is almost as if the world just came to a halt at that moment for me.I know that it didn't really come to a stop,
because I see it going on around me. Does that make sense? I see everyone going on with their everyday happenings, and I know
in my mind that that is the way it must be, but at the same time my heart just wants to cry out to them- "Hey! Can't
you see? My mother is gone!! Bring her back! How can you just go on going on- my mother is dead!" I can't even begin
to tell you how it ripped my heart out to see her go. I can't ever remember such a gut-wrenching pain and emptiness in my
entire life. My mother and I did not visit every day, because we did not live in the same town, but there was rarely a day
that we didn't at least talk on the phone for a little while. She was only diagnosed with the cancer a few short months before,
but with her already being so frail from C.O.P.D.,she was just too weak to go through cancer treatments, so she went very
fast.We had only buried her own mother just five weeks before, so I lost my grandmother and my mother in a little over a month.
How do I say this without sounding selfish? I would not have wanted my mother to suffer one more day just to spare me the
pain and anguish of losing her, but I am having a very hard time grasping the reality and the finality of her dying, and would
really love to hear from any of you who either have been through this, or maybe you too, have a loved one who is terminally
ill and would just like to have someone to talk to. please email me at email@example.com
The Lord saw you getting tired
And a cure was not
So He put his arms around you
And whispered, "Come with me."
With tearful eyes, we watched you suffer
saw you fade away,
Although we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
beautiful smile at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove
He only takes the best.
It's lonesome here without
We miss you so each day,
Our lives aren't the same
Since you went away.
When days are sad and lonely,
everything goes wrong,
We seem to hear you whisper,
"Cheer up and carry on."
Each time we see your picture,
seem to smile and say,
"Don't cry, I'm in God's keeping,
We'll meet again someday."
Beverly was only 32 years old when she lost her battle to cervical cancer. I thought it was hard when I lost my
mother, but I don't believe I have ever felt such excruciating pain in my life as the pain I felt when my little girl took
her last breath and left this world. There is no way to even begin to describe how it feels to outlive your children. She
was such a beautiful young woman. Someone tell me, how does a mother go on after burying a child. It just isn't right.