♥ ♥alisha ♥ ♥ Marie ♥ ♥ Grebby ♥ ♥ Our Angel ♥ ♥

**** X♥♥X As long as I live, You will live, As long as I live, You will be remembered, As long
as I live, You will be loved. X♥♥X ****



X♥♥X IF LOVE COULD HAVE SAVED YOU THEN YOU WOULD NOT HAVE LEFT X♥♥X



Our Little Miss Sunshine

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AN ANGEL IN THE BOOK OF LIFE
WROTE DOWN OUR BABY'S BIRTH
SHE WHISPERED AS SHE CLOSED THE BOOK
TOO BEAUTIFUL FOR EARTH




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♰ A bud the Gardener gave us ♥
♥ A pure and lovely child ♰
♰ He gave it to our keeping ♥
♥ To cherish undefiled ♰
♰ And just as it was opening ♥
♥ To the glory of the day ♰
♰ Down came the Heavenly Father ♥
♥ And took our bud away ♰




♥ ALISHA ♥ ♥ MARIE ♥


Alisha has two sites,this one and one made by her Auntie Nikita. XXXX


♥♥♥♥ Aged 8 weeks ♥♥♥♥
♥♥♥♥ Three words ~ Eight letters ~ One meaning ~~ I LOVE YOU ♥♥♥♥ Alisha was
my life,my world,my reason for being and my everything.I saw her the day she came into this world
weighing 6lb 4oz and fell instantly in love with her,I had so many plans for her as Nana's do but
little did I know this would never happen. Alisha was healthy for most of the short time she was
with us,she was taken into hospital with bronchalitus but pulled through with no ill effects
although they seemed to think she may have a heart murmmer ( this did not cause her death ).Alisha
continued to thrive and I saw her as much as possible, I saw her on New years eve and this is when
she smiled for the first time at me, I will have that moment engraved on my heart for ever.Alisha
had a smile that lit up the darkest day and was just starting to coo and do little things when the
Angels came for her.
I wish I had spent more time with Alisha but I live a long way from where her mummy was, I will
always think what if, and if only.
February 13th 2006 was the day my world stopped when I got a phone call from my youngest daughter
Nikita saying there was something wrong with our precious Angel,I think I knew even before the call
came that Alisha had became an Angel,how I wish I had been wrong.
I traveled to the hospital with tears coming none stop,there I was met by a nurse who took me to the
room where the rest of our family were,they bought Alisha to me and my heart broke into a million
pieces,she looked asleep but we knew she would never wake up again.I wanted to scream at someone and
kept saying,"WHY?" ,no one knew the answer. I held her close and talked to her,she looked so
peaceful,we all stayed there for hours not wanting to leave her.
The next worse point were the police involvement,they take statements, fingerprints, etc, have no
compassion and make you feel it was your fault,we visited Alisha every day in the Chapel of rest
until she was taken to the funeral home,we continued to visit her there and the lady there was
wonderful.
We chose a pink coffin for our Angel and a beautiful Heart stone held by a teddy bear,her mum wanted
her buried as she said no way did she want her baby burnt and we have somewhere we can go and talk
to her etc.
The day of the funeral came and it rained none stop, we think it was Alisha's tears as well as our
own, the service was lovely from what I can recall as it was all a blur, a nightmare we did not want
to happen.There were four songs played at her funeral, Atomic kittens,No one loves you like I love
you,Never get over you, Westlife, flying without wings, and James Blunt,your beautiful.
I remember seeing her little pink coffin going into the ground and I want to scream but I was
numb,it hurt so much,how can an inocennt baby die?
The days and weeks after we were waiting for the inquest in which we hoped for answers, the day
arrived and we got called in.The coroner arrived and said to us," I know you want closure and
answers and I wish I could give you some but, Alisha was a perfectly,healthy little girl" It was the
silent killer, SIDS also known as Cot Death.
We started fund-raising for F.S.I.D as the Government do not help this charity,85% of the money they
get comes from fund-raising and sponsorship.
I will always miss Alisha and will wonder what sort of person she would have become,never more then
a heartbeat away.
Alisha Marie, loved today,yesterday and for all the tomorrows.
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Heartache

Ten tiny fingers upon your little hand,
Ten dainty toes on your feet to help you to stand,
I look into your sleeping face and my heart is filled with love,
How can something so beautiful now be an Angel above?





Your eyelashes so long upon your sweet face,
No one will ever take your place,
The joy we all waited for is now replaced by tears,
The numbness, the heartache, along with all our fears,
I want to hold you in my arms and never let you go,
My darling child,how I love you so,
A part of me went with you the day you were called home,
I feel that my world has stopped and I feel so much alone,
I gently place you down for one last time,
Tears are on my face as I whisper, "peace be thine",
Without you I am nothing, and never will be again,
All I feel is heartache and a huge, huge pain,
My darling child you will be loved and missed every single day,
Goodbye is to final a word for me to ever say,
God only gave you to us to borrow,
Loved today, yesterday and for all the tomorrows.
(C) Written by me, Alisha's Nana

In memory of my darling grand-daughter, Alisha Marie cruelly taken by SIDS aged 8 weeks.
Born: 15/12/2005
Became an Angel :13/2/2006

Alisha Marie

Softly as the evening falls,
I thought I heard your gentle call,
But where you are there is no pain,
How will I ever feel the same again?
It's so hard knowing you are no longer here,
I have cried so many tears,
Taken far too soon,too young too die,
All we did was to sit and cry,
Our hearts were broken on that sad day,
Gone ahead to where the Angels play,
To know we will never see you grow,hurts so much,
Your smile,your skin,so soft too touch,
Out of sight,but not out of mind,
Ties of love do us all bind,
Oh,sweet Alisha,peace be thine,
Loved and remembered for all time.

Written by me,her heartbroken Nana


Sweet Child

Did you see the little girl who came to play?
Little did we know she would not stay,
She cramed so much into the time she had,
Her lovely smile made everyone so glad,
Now she has gone to where the Angels play,
Loved and remembered every day.

By me her Nana xx


Loved yesterday,today and for all the tomorrows

Some things that annoy me and upset me are people saying" Oh its been awhile now, you should be over
it," or "but you were only her Nana " another is, " well her mummy can have another baby",that is
like they expect you to go in a shop and buy something,a baby can not be replaced ever,each child is
unique.

I may have only been Alisha's Nana but I loved her and always will,Cot death devastates the whole
family, it takes more babies then anything else put together and at least 200-300 babies are taken
this way each year.

FSID are a great Charity and give on going support when ever it is needed,specially to those who
have had or are thinking of having another child,they have a team called CONI= Care of the Next
Infant and provide monitors etc as they can be a high risk of it happening again.
All babies are at risk,rich,poor,ill,healthy,famous or not,up to a year it is called S.I.D.S,after a
year it is S.U.D.C=Sudden unexplained death in childhood and in adults it is S.A.D.S= Sudden adult
death syndrome.

Please help to give babies the chance of a lifetime. F.S.I.D REG CHARITY 262191




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Somewhere

Somewhere there is sunshine,
Somewhere there is rain,
Somewhere there is laughter,
But all I have is pain,
Somewhere there is a reason,

Somewhere there is life again,
Somewhere there is a Heaven,
But all I have is pain,
Somewhere you are waiting,
Somewhere is a beautiful lane,
Somewhere at the end of a rainbow,
I will meet you once again.
Somewhere I will hold you and kiss your lovely face,
Somewhere we will walk again,
Somewhere in time I will be with you in your special place,
Until that day my darling, I will always have my pain.



I am writing to you from Heaven, and though it must appear
A rather strange idea, I see everything from here.
I just popped in to visit, your stores to find a card
A card of love for my Mum, as she's finding it very hard.

There must be some mistake I thought, I saw every card you could imagine
Except I could not find a card, from a child who lives in heaven.
She is still a Mum too, no matter where I reside
I had to leave, she understands, but oh the tears she's cried.

I thought that if I wrote you, that you would come to know
That though I live in heaven now, I still love my Mum so.
She talks with me, and dreams with me; we still share laughter too,
Memories are our way of speaking now, would you see what you could do?

My Mum carries me in her heart, her tears she hides from sight.
She writes poems to honor me, sometimes long into the night
She plants flowers in my garden, there my living memory dwells
She writes to other grieving parents, trying to ease their pain as well.

So you see Mr.Hallmark, though I no longer live on earth
I must find a way to remind my Mum of her wondrous worth.
She needs to be honored, and remembered too
Just as the children of earth will do.

Thank you Mr.Hallmark, I know you'll do your best
I have done all I can do; to you I'll leave the rest.
Find a way to tell her, how much she means to me
Until I can do it for myself, when she joins me in eternity