My thoughts and prayers are with all who love and miss sweet Madeleine. Your precious Angel is truly beautiful, and she captured my heart instantly. You have created a wonderful tribute to honor sweet madeleine's memory, there is so much warmth and love on these pages it truly touched my heart. I wish there where something I could say to ease your hearace, I only pray that you find some comfort knowing that others care. God Bless~Edwina Mitchell angel mum to Troy.

mada. as i sit down with my guitar and try to write you something, anything, now that you're not here, in the physical sense, i come up with no words that sound like your singing or any notes that look like your smile or any idea that could ever carry us up to you in your shape shifting garden, like the scene is on a merry-go-round and we are standing still in the middle. I have talked to you in dreams that aren't really dream-like. they are more like what bare honesty would look like if we were to stand in a puddle of it. i just can't explain anything. no words will ever be worthy of where you are now or where you ever were. Most of the time, as everyday passes on as a day more since you left us, I even miss missing you. And when i zoom out from this room in front of my computer, to the ceiling, to the roof, to the collection of roofs that the cloud's see, to the earth, to the universe, to the collection of universes that God sees; Hello Mada, I find you here. And when i zoom in from the computer, through my chest, break through my ribcage and part the sinew, I arrive at the door to my heart; Hello Mada, i find you inside. 
Love always,

Big Sis. x

Can This Be?

As I stand over you
I watch your lifeless body
Waiting for you to take a breath
Waiting for you to wake up,
As I'm sobbing
"Why won't you breathe for me?"
What is this that I see?
All of your beauty and glory fading
I'm begging you,
I'm pleading,
Don't leave me.
Mada, I love you,
Why don't you believe me?
Oh God, I can't believe what I'm seeing
I can't believe this is really happening
You're no longer with me
Happy and alive
This is the hardest thing,
I'm sorry, Mada
For all the things that I didn’t do,
I can't stop this pain inside,
I've gone numb
My beloved daughter
Rest in peace.

Miss Maddy, the title always used for the poems and stories we wrote together, the early morning "hello" that always followed with a "miss maddy", the irony now is a little bit funny, its a little bit hard, because i MISS you MADDY... and i miss that giggle that i had just finally always manage you to do on cue, i miss being a little self concious that maybe you were just giggling at me, not with me, but it never stopped me from giggling along with you. It hurts when i think that i missed a friendship we could have built stronger, one of the last mornings at cascade we had together, i remember thinking 'wow, you finally and fully trust me' and you wouldnt let anyone else assist you but me. I felt so touched and so proud to be apart of your life, not just a fleeting person amongst the crowd at cascade. You are so very speacial and will always be in my thoughts, forever. love love love, olivia. x o

My love for your Madeleine will last forever with grand'mere

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Love you always.

Keep smiling Madeleine

Love from

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It's been a pleasure knowing you Madda.

Thank you for all the smiles and screams!

I will miss you very much.

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Thanks for all of the fun times Mada. 

Keep on squealing

Lots of love always

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Miss your smile

love you Maddie

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Miss you Madda

Love you always

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