| 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.
GrandMa Joyce and GrandPa Clive just came for a visit, and asked for another picture of you. Your tree is doing well and growing tall and strong. I miss you so very much. I miss your smile, your hugs and your "I love you, Mama" I miss you curled up in my lap playing your DS, or reading your book nearby and telling me bits and pieces of stuff you found really neat. I guess there's a space in my heart which will never be filled by anything else but you... I love you, my heart.
Always,
Mama
The mention of my child's name
May bring tears to my eyes,
But it never fails to bring
Music to my ears.
If you are really my friend,
Let me hear the beautiful music of her name.
It soothes my broken heart
And sings to my soul.
~~~~author unknown
RIP Rohan xxx
Ro Ro I miss you.
The years may wipe out many things,
But this they'll wipe out never,
The memory of those happy days,
Which we have spent together
♥
12TH AUGUST 2009
♥ The Promise ♥
(by Diane Robertson)
Of angel wings and heavenly things
There’s very little known,
For those who have the answers
Are, forever, from us gone.
Life in the hereafter,
In faith, I must accept;
Thoughts that trouble not the people
With families still intact.
But, those of us who’ve travelled
Down the lonely path of grief,
Are forever seeking answers
To the riddle, which is life.
We trek through shadowed forests
Past the ugly shroud of death,
Toward a promise for the future
Of a kinder, better place.
So, we look to see the angel wings
And listen for the hymn
That God will send to guide us
When we leave to be with Him.
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LOVE JUDE. X
♥
Thinking of you.XXX
The Four Candles
The four candles burned slowly
Their ambiance was so soft you
Could hear them speak.......
The first candle said “I am peace, but these days, no one wants to keep me lit.”
Then peace’s flame slowly diminishes and goes out completely.
The second candle said “I am Faith, but these days, I am no longer indispensable.”
Then Faith’s flame slowly diminishes and goes out completely.
Sadly the third candle spoke “I am Love and I haven’t the strength to stay lit any longer.” “People put me aside and don’t understand my importance. They even forget to love those who are nearest to them.”
And waiting no longer, Love goes out completely.
Suddenly........
A child enters the room and sees the three candles no longer burning.
The child begins to cry, “Why are you not burning? You are supposed to stay lit until the end.”
Then the fourth candle spoke gently to the little boy, “Don’t be afraid, for I am Hope, and while I still burn, we can re-light the other candles.”
With shining eyes the child took the candle of Hope and lit the other three candles.
Never let the Flame of Hope go out in your life.
PRECIOUS CHILD (Words by Karen Taylor-Good)
In my dreams, you are alive and well
Precious child, precious child
In my mind, I see you clear as a bell
Precious child, precious child
In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart, there is hope
'Cause you are with me still
In my heart, you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart
In my plans, I was the first to leave
Precious child, precious child
But in this world, I was left here to grieve
Precious child, my precious child
In my soul, there is a hole
That can never be filled
But in my heart there is hope
And you are with me still
In my heart you live on
Always there, never gone
Precious child, you left too soon,
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart
God knows I want to hold you,
See you, touch you
And I know there's a heaven
And someday I will again
Please know you are not forgotten until then
In my heart you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child, you left too soon
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart
True love never Die's
Through the windows of my eye's
I see you standing all alone
There's a tear in your eye's
I can see that you want to come home
I dont think you realize
Your now in heaven above
You look so lonely standing there
But dont worry, were here my love
As long as we can see you
Through the windows of our eye's
I promise you our sweet Angel
True love will never die.
Copyright� Sharon Wheeler.
Old Memories stir the soul.
Shelly, last night your aunt Weg and I spend some time looking at hundreds of pictures from my collections,we laugh, we talk, yet we found time to reflect on a lasting memory of ours that linger with us for most of our lives, the lost of our darling mama,we laugh, we got silent at times, became pensive, reflecting a loud how wonderful it is for us to be able to draw on the love we had received from such a loving and kind person. Shelly love transends every sector of our lives, its the cloak of protection that keep our sanity intact,that fill the void, that deep emptyness in our hearts when a part of us is taken away.Sweet ,Rohan lives within our heart, lets celebrate today as one the good times, the fun memories, the laughfter, the tears after a moment of victory. Yes, in only this will we be able to live through un mentionable pain and sorrow. As I look through the window the sun is coming up in all its glory a reminder for all to see we are not in this alone, we are the partakers of God's gift to humanity, a wonderful reminder of the awesome power of our Lord and Saviour.Lay all your burden, pain and sorrow on his shoulder and he will carry you through.There is nothing, nothing that can seperate me from the love of God,because in him all things are possible if you only beleive and I beleive with all my heart that this is true.Shelly if you beleive as i do in the promises that all things shall pass away and every thing shall become new in the fullness of time. Then there is no doubt in my mind that in time fond memories will replace the present void in your belly and let you learn to smile again and be intuned with the things that are happening all around you. When you get to my age old memories will stir your soul and let you live again.
1ST AUGUST 2009
❤ Goodnight Darling. ❤
✰ I MISS YOU ✰ I MISS YOU ✰ I MISS YOU ✰
✰ I LOVE YOU ✰ I LOVE YOU ✰ I LOVE YOU ✰
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♥
Wishing And Hoping
Shelly, in this life we often times wish and hope for things to come, to turn back the hands of time, for a second chance, a make over, a new way of life and every other thing our hearts desire. Yet by share luck or an act of faith some times we receive the very thing or things we hunger far. Yet some things remain ellusive no matter how hard we work to get it and if you think about it, that is what keep the challenges in our lives woth fighting far and a live and well. Shelly today i say to you keep near to your heart the laughfter, the pranks, moments of joy, the goofy moments that Rohan use to revel in. Let your thought and action going forward be filled with the happy moments you had shared,dont be filled with bitterness and remorse. and in time, sweet heart, all your tears will be wash away when joy cometh in the morning. Today i wish and hope we could have turn back the hands of time and reverse the unthinkable, but our lost is heaven's gain and in that we find solace and peace. Rohan's star shun bright, if only for a while for all to see then race across the great beyond to a place where pain and sorrow, heart ache and hunger, hatred and dispear, sickness and shame and yes, where death no longer reign.Shelly Rohan's memories will all ways be there for you to draw on, so starting today do the things you use to do, go to the places you use to go, have fun again, yet as often as you feel you can look back in your mind at his smiling face and remember the bundle of joy the Lord had given you. (Norman W. Baker Sr. Father & Grandfather).
Rohan
your beautiful spirit fills everyone who speaks of you. May you wrap your heart around your Momma and siblings and Daddy. May your sweet love fill the spaces in their hearts where they have been broken, letting them feel the repair as it happens. The process is slow but sure, and so my prayers ask for some glimmer of hope each day to lead your family to the steps that await them each day.
love to you.
dee
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