| Location | Zephyrhills, Usa |
| Age | 7 years |
| Cause of Death | Road Traffic Collision |
| Date of Birth | 16/04/2001 |
| Date of Death | 26/12/2008 |
| Visitors | 2,286 since 05/05/2009 |
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Thank you to all our friends and loved ones for lighting candles, leaving tributes and photos for
Rohan. A wise person once said that as long as a person lives on in our hearts and in our memories,
they will never die... I am praying for that day when the darkness of grief gives way to the light
and beauty of memories made in much happier times.
My baby, Rohan, was full of life, and full of love. His brief life was lived to the fullest,
thoroughly enjoying all that came his way…except maybe for chores and homework. He loved his
birds Sushi and Rex, and wanted more than anything to have a cat, a dog, a turtle and any and all
butterflies that were unlucky enough to get caught in his net. His real passion, however, was
dinosaurs. I made dinosaur- shaped pancakes, and bought a cake tin shaped like his favorite T-Rex.
If I sent him to read a book, guaranteed it would be about some dinosaur or the other. His spelling
tests had to be done on his dino-printed paper, and nothing made him happier than the day he got his
dinosaur comforter and pillows. He wanted to be a paleontologist even before he knew what that
was…as long as it was dino-related, that was good enough for him.
Rohan was born on April 16th, 2001 in Colts Neck, NJ. I named him Rohan for my little brother who
was born on that same day, but had passed away at several months old. Jim, Rohan’s natural father
who himself passed away six years ago, would often say that when life riled him up, Rohan would calm
him down. He was a source of comfort and affection to me all these years. He would play with my
hair, stroke my cheek, and then in his silly voice, tell me something completely outrageous. I once
asked him why he was always so silly, and his response was that he just wanted everybody to be
happy.
He was a dreamer who would come up with all these characters like Huggy-Boy and
Kissy-Boy…unfortunately for Bree,his older sister, she was the usual target for his displays of
affection. So often he would chase her around the house trying to give her a kiss, until she would
run to me or hide in her room. Tony, his step-dad, would often be surprised to find instead of a
full glass of water on the counter, it would be an empty, lip-smudged one instead. I miss my
waterboy. He didn’t care for soda at all, but would light up when I made him triple chocolate
shake. Wonder who he got his love for chocolate from?
I remember our trip to Busch Gardens a year ago, when we visited the flamingoes. Rohan was so
excited! He stood there watching them, until his uncharacteristic patience was rewarded. Mango,
the flamingo, came over and started digging for bugs in Rohan’s curls. It was probably the
highlight of that year. He was so thrilled; he didn’t stop talking about it for weeks.
December 26th, we had gone cycling as a family. After riding along the bike trail for a
couple miles, we headed back. Bree, Rohan and I were riding in front, with Tony and my aunt Michelle
walking behind. We got back to the barrier where a pedestrian crossing connects the trail to the
parking lot where we had left our van. While waiting for traffic to clear, I adjusted his helmet
and told him "boy, this helmet won't help you one bit if you fall off..." He had it on the back of
his head. I also made him switch back bikes with Bree, cause he had been riding hers with legs off
to the side, huge grin across his face...but would get a bit wobbly every now and then. Finally, I
said to them, "when I say "go, you go!" After the last car had passed, I gave the signal and we
started across. We were just about to cross the third lane when I saw the truck coming in our lane.
I slowed down as I got back unto the trail, and Bree rode past me. I looked back to see Rohan just
about to enter that third lane. I jumped off and yelled "STOP! DON'T MOVE!", but the very next thing
I heard was a THUMP, and his bike and crocs went flying. The truck passed and there was no Rohan.
Finally, the truck stopped and there he was behind the back wheel, crumpled and broken. I ran over
to him, took his helmet off and just held him in my lap, telling him how much I loved him. My
curly-haired boy with the big smile was no more.
What can a heartbroken Mom say? My world was turned upside down and life will never be the same.
My baby boy is gone, but God is still faithful and good. God allowed me to have him for but a short
while, but it was long enough to accomplish His purpose. He taught me about loving people, even the
seeming unlovely. He has yet to meet a stranger, and everyone was his friend. He taught me about
forgiveness, and about the futility of holding a grudge. And boy, his hundred and one questions
taught me patience!! I would give anything for just one more question right now. Reminds me of
that line, “we cannot Lord Thy purpose see, but all is well that is done by Thee.”
Like Job, I say, “The Lord gives, and the Lord takes away; Blessed be the name of the LORD.” I
never failed to realize that he was a gift from the Lord, here for but a while. The Lord in His
graciousness allowed me to home school, and gave me additional opportunities to teach this precious
one of mine all about his loving Savior. I think Jesus’ ears will be ringing for a while yet,
although I’m sure if He points Rohan to “dino-heaven,” there won’t be a peep out of him. We
miss you, beloved one, but we know you are home, and as happy as could be. We thank God for all the
moments you shared with us, and we are grateful for the seven and a half years in which you touched
our lives and left your mark. So now, may the Lord bless you and keep you, and cause His face to
shine upon you, and be gracious unto you. May the Lord lift up His countenance upon you and give
you, and us, His peace. Sleep well, my baby boy, Mama loves you.
♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.
Did you ever feel a tiny raindrop
trickle down from the sky
and land upon your cheek
when there is no rain in sight….
and wonder where it came from
when the day is sunny and bright?
♥*•.
Did you ever hear someone
clearly call out your name,
and when you turned to look
there’s not a familiar face
anywhere around
and wonder where it came from,
when the voice was there
without an ounce of doubt?
♥*•.
The answer is quite simple you see,
Angels are everywhere
watching over you and me….
Though at times we don’t feel
a presence at our side.
Angels are always there
morning, noon and night,
in the most mysterious of ways….
looking after us with much love
forever and always.
♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.♥*•.
Written by: Laura Strickland
☀ܓ☀ܓ☀ܓ☀ܓ☀ܓ☀ܓ☀ܓ☀ܓ
The photo album of my mind
holds treasured thoughts of you
and I can almost see the things we used to do
I hear your voice
I see your smile
I feel you close to me
The photo album of my mind
shows how we used to be
Times may have changed us through the years
but I will always find you're just as I remember
in the album of my mind
And as I turn page after page
precious scenes of you I see
The photo album of my mind
is very dear to me
It holds the pictures of our past
like reels of film unwound
I cherish all those photos
in the album of my mind
Be free
☀ܓ☀ܓ☀ܓ☀ܓ☀ܓ☀ܓ☀ܓ☀ܓ
Author Unknown
☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆
We Will Be Together Again
� 2006 Katherine J. Cochran
☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆
Some believe A star shining brightly in the Heavens
Represents the love of someone they can't see
Others feel The butterfly dancing in their garden
Is a symbol of a Spirit flying free
But when a gentle breeze caresses your hair
Or you see an eagle soar in the air
Should you smile and remember me in prayer
Oh, I will be there There's no need to say good-bye
☆
One day we'll be together Remember me and smile
I'm in your heart forever I'll feel the love you send
Until we're together again Close your eyes
You'll find me sailing in the sunset
Riding waves of bluest oceans ever seen
☆
I'm holding hands Of all the others here before me
With my head upheld to hear the angels sing
I can do all the things I've always dreamed of
I'll be watching over you from above
Don't be worried about me because
I brought along all your love
☆
There's no need to say good-bye
One day we'll be together
Remember me and smile
I'm in your heart forever
I'll feel the love you send
Until we're together again
☆
It doesn't matter where you are
My love will shine upon you from that star
I'm like the butterfly flying free
Ascending through the sky peacefully
☆
There's no need to say good-bye
One day we'll be together
Remember me and smile
I'm in your heart forever
I'll feel the love you send
I can feel all of the love you send
And you hold on to all the love I send
Until we're together again
We'll be together again
☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆ ♥ ☆
~ A Beautiful Little Boy ~
✽ܓ My Rosebud ✽ܓ
✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ
I had a precious rosebud within my garden fair.
Everyday I watched it and gave it tender care!
It grew in grace and beauty till all who saw admired,
and of its exhalation. Beholders never tired!
I loved my darling rosebud so exquisitely sweet!
I heard my friends and neighbours its praises of repeat
and even strangers noticed how wonderfully rare
its form with graceful curves so delicate and fair.
The master came one morning along my garden walk.
He saw and prized its beauty and picked it from its stem.
My heart cried out in anguish for the treasure I had lost.
For I had thought to keep it whatever the cost.
The master stood beside me, weep not dear heart he said"
I know how much you love it. Think not that it is dead.
I saw you could not keep it from earthly ill blight.
With perfect care I will guard it though just beyond your sight.
There its perennial beauty shall never fade away.
Its lovely pure white petals will last through endless days.
I will wear it on my bosom until I call for thee.
Then it shall be thy treasure through all eternity!!
✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ✽ܓ
Unknown
In one of the star's
i shall be living
In one of them
i shall be laughing
And so it will be
as if all the star's
were laughing when you look
at the sky tonight.
The Little Prince
Antoine de Saint-Exupery
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Written for my little man xXx
I know this poem would be fit for your little smiler too.. So I hope its ok I put it here
Where did that smile go?
The one you saved for me.
A smile between Mother and Son,
There for the world to see.
Created in an instant,
At the moment of your birth.
A smile that warmed your soul,
And gave me Heaven on earth.
Where did that smile go?
The one that was mine alone.
I cannot seem to find it.
It isn't in our home.
I've looked everywhere in your room,
I've hunted high and low.
I'm feeling lost without it.
I really miss it so.
Where did that smile go?
The one that could melt my heart,
I would have hidden you away
If I'd known we'd have to part.
It’s lonely here without you,
It’s a shadow life I lead,
And tucked in every moment,
Is a sad and painful need.
Where did that smile go?
The one where love shone through,
Where each day was very special
If I shared that day with you.
That smile is now my comfort;
It's in my very soul.
That smile is breathing life,
To fill an empty hole.
It isn't in your bedroom.
A silly place to start.
That smile has never left me
It's living in my heart.
You made me smile!
Found a picture of you today lying on Bree's bed snuggled up to the pillow she had just made. The sheer delight on your face warmed my heart, and made me smile. You still do that. I love you, my darling child, and look forward to that time when your smile will again bathe my heart in warmth and love. Thank you for being a bit of heaven here on Earth.
Mama
My Son
My son,
It sometimes seem as if you were a dream- a beautiful, warm, loving dream. Sometimes I smile at the memories, sometimes I cry, but always I ache inside at the thought that never again in this place called life, will I see you, look into your eyes, or hold you close. I will never again have to teach you something, or reassure you, orhave you teach me how to play one of your games. I will never again see you on your treasured green bike, legs off to the side, face lit up with glee, a huge grin center stage, just absolutely loving life and living it with all the gusto you could. I envy that, and I miss being a part of it. More than anything, I miss mothering you, my very silly, ultra-sweet Roro. How I miss you, and how I love you even more.
Always,
Mama
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