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In Memory of Lance Gilbert Kowalski HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY LANCE!
Born March 13, 1990 in Laguna Beach, California Born into Heaven on October 23, 2003... after his courageous battle with one of the deadliest forms of pediatric cancer... NEUROBLASTOMA
Drawing of Baby Lance Done by Justine 1998 **I have FINALLY posted the website containing my artwork for those of you who were interested in having a drawing done of your child/loved one. The link is at the bottom of this page THANK YOU!! **
Looking back, on the memory of, The dance we shared, beneath the stars above, For a moment, all the world was right, How could I have known, that you'd ever say goodbye,
And now, I'm glad I didn't know, The way it all would end, the way it all would go, Our lives, are better left to chance, I could have missed the pain, But I'd have had to miss, the dance.
Holding you, I held everything For a moment, wasn't I the king. If I'd only known, how the king would fall. Well who's to say, you know I might have changed it all
And now I'm glad I didn't know The way it all would end, the way it all would go Our lives are better left to chance, I could have missed the pain, But I'd have had to miss, the dance.
Yes my life, is better left to chance, I could have missed the pain But I'd have had to miss, the dance ...
I would not have missed dancing with you my precious Lance for anything in this world...
The Dance.. Garth Brooks
During Lance's galliant fight against this very deadly pediatric cancer, he never lost his spirit, his sense of humor,
his compassion, his love for others, His FAITH in Jesus and God, or his LOVE OF LIFE, even though he was dealt the worst of hands.. I am so proud of you my special Angel Lance..
I'M CALLING ON AN ANGEL.. written by Justine almost 24 hrs before Lance left this world
I'm calling on an angel to take my baby's hand take him where there is no pain to your distant land
I'm calling on an angel to wrap your sacred wings around my little boy
who longs to hear you sing
I'm calling on an angel to lead him into flight away from all this agony for so long now, he has been in this fight
Please comfort him and cradle him and let him feel your peace he is so very tired now and now he needs to sleep
Im calling on an angel surround him with your love and let him be free of this broken body... and soar just like a dove.... .. to Lance, Love Mom 10/22/03
I GIVE YOU THIS ONE THOUGHT TO KEEP I AM WITH YOU STILL, I DO NOT SLEEP I AM A THOUSAND WINDS THAT BLOW I AM THE DIAMOND GLINTS ON THE SNOW. I AM THE SUNLIGHT ON RIPENED GRAIN I AM THE GENTLE AUTUMN RAIN WHEN YOU AWAKEN IN THE MORNING'S HUSH I AM THE SWIFT, UPLIFTING RUSH OF QUIET BIRDS IN CIRCLED FLIGHT I AM THE SOFT STARS THAT SHINE AT NIGHT DO NOT THINK OF ME AS GONE I AM WITH YOU STILL, IN EACH NEW DAWN. --Native American Prayer
Lance made this for me shortly after his diagnosis
HE IS FREE
I knew you had to go away it was your time you see but I didn't take the time to face that you were leaving me
You weren't afraid of dying for you knew what lay in store in the blinking of an eye or the closing of a door.
You shared with us a journey that only you could see and helped us understand God's way as it was meant to be.
Life had so restricted you your spirit is now free to go explore the universe for all eternity -- Author Unknown
Lance and his mom's final photo..
MY MOM IS A SURVIVOR My mom is a survivor, or so I've heard it said. But I hear her crying at night, when all others are in bed. I watch her lay awake at night and go to hold her hand. She doesnt know I'm with her to help her understand. But like the sands on the beach that never wash away, I watch over my surviving mom, who thinks of me each day. She wears a smile for others.. a smile of disquise. But through Heaven's door, I see the tears flowing from her eyes. My mom tries to cope with death to keep my memory alive But anyone who knows her, knows it is her way to survive. As I watch over my surviving mom, through Heaven's open door, I try to tell her that angels protect me forever more. But I know that doesn't help her or ease the burden she bears. So if you get a chance, go visit her and show her you care, for no matter what she says, no matter what she feels, My surviving mom has a broken heart, that time will never heal! --Author Unknown..
Lance's Last Photo
REMEMBER Remember, I will still be here As long as you hold me, in your memory
Remember, when your dreams have ended Time can be transcended Just remember me
I am the one star that keeps burning, so brightly, It is the last light, to fade into the rising sun
I'm with you Whenever you tell, my story
Remember, I will still be here As long as you hold me, in your memory Remember me
I am the one voice in the cold wind, that whispers And if you listen, you'll hear me call across the sky
As long as I still can reach out, and touch you Then I will never die
Remember, I'll never leave you If you will only Remember me
Remember me...
Remember, I will still be here As long as you hold me In your memory
Remember, when your dreams have ended Time can be transcended I live forever Remember me
Remember me Remember me... Josh Groban
GOD BLESS AND WATCH OVER ALL OF OUR CHILDREN~~~ THOSE STILL WITH US AND THOSE WHO HAVE GOTTEN THEIR ANGEL WINGS.. HOLD THEM TIGHT LORD, KEEP THEM SAFE, LET THEM FEEL YOUR LOVE
Journal
Thursday, March 13, 2008 11:06 AM CDT Happy 18th Birthday to the best son a mother could ever have!! I love you and miss you so much Lance! I just know that you are having the biggest birthday bash ever because you are celebrating it in heaven with God and Jesus and all of Angels that are so missed here on earth. Today, I celebrate you Lance.. I celebrate the gift of being chosen to be your earthly mother. I celebrate your smile. I celebrate your kindness. I celebrate the incredible love you gave to me in your short life here on earth. I celebrate our friendship. I celebrate your laughter, I even celebrate your tears. I celebrate your sense of humor and I celebrate our “belly laughs” I celebrate your courage. I celebrate your love and compassion for every living being you encountered. I celebrate your faith. I celebrate your love for God and Jesus. I celebrate the very essence of your soul Lance. I celebrate you my love. Happy 18th Birthday Buddy. I miss you.... forever..
Love, Mom March 13, 2008
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Hospital Information: HEAVEN
Links: http://www.childrenscancerassociation.org An AMAZING organization that provides support and more to families who have a child with a terminal disease, started by a family after they lost their daughter Alexandra to Neuroblastoma
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