The Price

It is not really a question
of whether I could have wanted
never to have you with me,
If had I known
how deeply your dying
could break my life today.

There is only one certain truth:
Even if I had known
there there would come to me
the cruel grief I suffer today,
I would endure it all again
for the wonder of
having had you in my life. ♥

by Sascha Wagner

Paige and Synica

Paige Nicole Haney

10/12/1991-6/23/2008

SWEET CHILD

The Mention of Her Name

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)

Paige and her dad, Shawn.

RIP Shawn

8/14/64-3/12/02

A smile on her face...and again facing cancer...for the 3rd time. (2007)

Summer 2007...after cancer diagnosis.

Since Heaven has become your home
I sometimes feel I’m so alone;
And though we now are far apart
You hold a big piece of my heart
I never knew how much I’d grieve
When it was time for you to leave,
Or just how much my heart would ache
From that one fragment you would take.
Each morning when we awake we know that you are gone.
And no one knows the heartaches as we try to carry on.
Our hearts still ache with sadness and secret tears still flow.
What it means to lose you no one will ever know.
Our thoughts are always with you, your place no one can fill.
In life we loved you dearly; in death we love you still.
There will always be a heartache, and often a silent tear,
But always a precious memory of the days when you were here,
We hold you close within our hearts; and there you will remain.
To walk with us throughout our lives until we meet again.

Paige and I holding hands in the hospital.

March 2008

Last doctor visit in Columbus before we came home after her bone marrow transplant.

12/20/2007

Ask My Mom How She Is

My Mom, she tells a lot of lies
she never did before.
From now until she dies,
she'll tell a whole lot more.
Ask my Mom how she is
and because she can't explain,
She will tell a little lie
because she can't describe the pain.
Ask my Mom how is she,
She'll say "I'm alright."
If that's the truth, then tell me,
why does she cry each night?
Ask my Mom how is she,
she seems to cope so well.
She didn't have a choice you see
nor the strength to yell.
Ask my Mom how she is,
"I'm fine, I'm well, I'm coping."
For Gods sake Mom, just tell the truth
just say your heart is broken.
She'll love me all her life,
I loved her all of mine.
But if you ask her how is she
she'll lie and say she's fine.
I am here in Heaven.
I cannot hug from here.
If she lies to you don't listen,
Hug her and hold her near.
On the day we meet again,
we'll smile and I'll be bold.
I'll say, "You're lucky to get in here, Mom
with all the lies you told!"
-unknown

This memorial site was created in memory of my daughter, Paige. Paige was born on October 12, 1991. She battled cancer 3 times in her life beginning at the age of 3....and sadly....ending on June 23, 2008 at the age of 16. Paige faced everything that came her way with such courage and strength. She never gave up. I not only lost my daughter that day.....but my best friend.

Paige...you are forever on my mind and in my heart.

You are truly a hero...to me...and many others who knew you....and many who never met you. You are an inspiration to many. 

I love you Paige Haney....always and forever.

Mom

I don't want to live

without you,

But you would have

wanted me to.

And if there's anyone I

want to make happy,

That anyone is you.   

GOD SAW YOU

God saw you getting tired,

When a cure was not to be.

So, he wrapped his arms around you, and whispered, "Come go with me".

You didn't deserve what you went through,

So he gave you a rest.

God's garden must be beautiful,

He only takes the best.

And when I saw you sleeping,

So peaceful and free from pain.

I could not wish you back,

Too suffer that again.

^i^(PNH~AMD~PMD)^i^

Three precious Angels

Taken too soon.

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