| Location | Timmins |
| Age | 33 years |
| Date of Birth | 2/1973 |
| Date of Death | 2/2006 |
| Visitors | 1,650 since 20/12/2006 |
| Creator |
Her name is Lisa .... she was born Lisa Rose on February 4, 1973 to her young and troubled mother
Catharine. She became Lisa Shannon, and my daughter on January 17, 1978 @ 10:10 pm. What a happy
day that was
Lisa 's brother David was not quite 2 years old when she entered our family .... they quickly
became siblings .... David adored his big sister.
Lisa had so many problems: abandoned by her biological mother, molested by her maternal aunt's
partner, neglected, starved and terrorized before the age of 4, as well as exhibiting some Fetal
Alchohol Syndrome traits and Attention Deficit Disorder .... and being Native, adopted into a
caucasian family .... it was just too much.
She grew up troubled .... how we loved her, and how helpless we felt when she refused any help ....
though she had difficulty trusting, she always knew that she could talk to me
She left home at an early age and moved 500 miles away. Three weeks before her father died of brain
cancer, she informed me that she was HIV positive: Lisa was 20 years old
She gave birth to 6 children by the time she was 25 and all have been adopted: her firstborn -Joey
is my youngest. Lisa could not care for those children, although she tried so hard, and she loved
them so much. From visiting once or twice a year, her contacts changed to calls once or twice a
year in the last 6 years of her life; Joey saw Lisa on a handful of occasions, and did not get to
know her well, but loved her as "his big sister"..... her hospitalizations increased due
to bouts with pneumonia
We were contacted on January 22, 2006 by St. Michael's hospital in Toronto: Lisa had finally
given them permission to notify us that she was a patient.
We travelled, we visited, we talked, we laughed, we loved - all of us : her reaction was "wow!
my whole family is here".... outcome of meetings with doctors and caregivers was that Lisa was
ready for palliative care .... we made arrangements to bring her home.
Lisa got to our local hospital on Feb 2nd .... she was glad to be with us. She reached her 33rd
birthday on February 4. She left us after a hard struggle on February 8
She was so beautiful .... beautiful bronze skin, dark lively eyes, shiny black hair that fell to her
waist .... and her smile .... what a smile that was
When she would visit, she would stay between 3 weeks to 2 months and she was a whirlwind, rocking
everything in her (Joey's and my) path .... there was no ignoring Lisa .... When she would
call she started and ended each conversation with "I love you mummy." She was often
emotional, and she would laugh when I would compare her moods to tempests in a teacup.
She could go from anger to tears or laughter in milli-seconds .... and she could do the Elvis sneer
so well ..... she loved to sing and could not carry a tune .... at her grade 2 concert, her music
teacher had informed her that some were birds and others were fish .... and she was one of the
latter ....
How we loved her ..... How I loved her and love her still ....
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REST IN PEACE
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If we could have one lifetime wish
one dream that could come true
we'd pray to god with all our hearts
for yesterday and you ..
A thousands words could
not bring you back
i know ........
because we've tried
we know ....
because we've cried.
LISA
JUST LETTIN....
...U KNOW..........
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... i.....was.....here xxx
thinking of you sher. xxxxxx
hi sweetie
A second Christmas without you has come and gone, and in less than a month it will be 2 years since you have left us .... I now rarely come to this site, as being here consumes me, and robs me of any vestige of strength .... so very different from the days when my being here, amongst everyone, was soothing to my soul. You are in my thoughts every single waking moment .... I love you so
with you always
When you wonder the meaning of life and love
Know that I am with you
Close your eyes and feel me kissing you
In the gentle breeze across your cheek
When you begin to doubt that you shall ever see me again
Quiet your mind and hear me
I am in the whisper of the heavens
Speaking of your love
When you lose your identity
When you question who you are and where you are going
Open your heart and see me
I am the twinkle in the stars smiling down upon you
Lighting the path for your journey
When you awaken each morning not remembering your dreams
But feeling content and serene
Know that I was with you
Filling your nights with thoughts of me
When you linger in the remnant pain
Wholeness seeming so unfamiliar
Think of me
Know that I am with you
Touching you through shared tears of a gentle friend
Easing the pain
As the sunrise illuminates the desert sky
In that breathtaking brilliance, awaken your spirit
Think of our time together, all too brief, but ever brilliant
When you were certain of us together
When you were certain of your destiny
Know that God created that moment in time
Just for us
I am with you always.
For Sher with love and thanks xxx
I'll Be Here
I cannot ease your aching heart,
Nor take your pain away;
But let me stay and take your hand
And walk with you today.
I'll listen when you need to talk,
I'll wipe away your tears;
I'll share your worries when they come,
I'll help you face your fears.
I'm here and I will stand by you,
On each hill you have to climb;
So take my hand, let's face the world...
And live just one day at a time.
You're not alone, for I'm still here,
I'll go that extra mile;
And when your grief is easier,
I'll help you learn to smile!
- Author Unknown
xxxxx
you'll come across reminders
and once again they're there,
sometimes in a pocket,or thats slipped down a chair
you'll break down and cry again
clutching this treasure you have found
but maybe your loved one's telling you
dont worry i am still around.xxx
When you died ~ Sherry Bradette
Brow creased in concentration,
My eyes, red slits, swelling,
Nares pinched and sodden,
And lips twisted in a grimace ….
In my torment
Face ravaged by the torrent
Of tears down furrowed cheeks
Chin sagged on heaving chest
Shoulders oppressed from the weight
Of my grief
My body folding unto itself
Mouth dry, voice cracking
Breath short and shallow
Gasping for Breath
Blindly holding on
Thoughts unfocused
My keening wails unheard
Disjointed limbs
In uncoordinated attempts
To escape
Pain deemed unbearable
Gutting the core
Of a mother in tatters
A writhing soul
A spirit longing to be free
~Sherry Bradette
Hold On ~ by Rajvi
Hold on .... though it seems that there is nothing left for you.
Hold on .... in the darkness, till the sun comes breaking through.
Hold on to your courage in the chaos of your grief.
Hold on, bravely, blindly, to your faith, and your belief.
Let go now, and you may drift, tossed by the waves of chance --
hurled into strange waters by the storms of circumstance.
The sea of life is deep --' tis only fools who venture out --
at the mercy of the winds, upon the rocks of doubt.
Hold on .... though you've lost the thing that made your life worthwhile.
Hold on with the strength you've got. Believe in God --and smile.
Though it seems that hope has fled and every joy has gone,
Listen to the Voice within that says to you HOLD ON!
Consumed
The numbness softened
The pain intensified
My sorrow has ripened
Since the day you died.
My grief has not faded
As some promised it would
It seems I am now jaded
Would change if I could.
From little girl to woman
You had so much yet to be
Though no age coud be chosen
You left, barely thirty-three
'Tis surely a mad world gone wild
When a mother buries her child
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