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PAUL AARON DOMME
This site was created
in loving memory of
MY SON
If I had a son.... I'd give him the mountains their snow and trees so he could find strength in the majesty he sees I'd give him the valleys, their river and streams so his soul could run free with his fantastic dreams I'd give him the night with the Moon and Stars where his mind could wonder through the Universe afar I'd give him the day with the Sun and the Light where his body could act and his senses unite I'd give him the clouds their kisses and rain when people give hurts from their fear and their pain If I had a son..... -Walter Rinder- —
He was born on November 24th 2005
in Wichita, Kansas and passed away
while in our arms, 
 on the morning of July 4th 2006

                 
 UNEI MAME DE INGER...

Am citit
baloane cu vorbe de ingeri
cazand dintre nori pe pamant.

Dintre toate,
evlavia Duhului Sfant
fuzionase cu inima rosie a unui alb porumbel...

Gand bun catre tine, mama de inger
hain incercata de crudul destin.
Imaginea pruncului tau, inca vie
joaca in umbre si mai ales in lumini.
Lasa-l sa zboare, e liber!
Mutul tau glas s-alunge revolta:
NU A MURIT!

Opreste-te-o clipa,
plangi!
Roaga-te!
Striga!
Si-apoi aminteste-ti
taina ce el ti-a soptit-o
usor, cand l-ai strans langa inima ta.

Viata e-o lupta! Tu nu renunta!!!

Zboara, micutule inger! 
 
                  
CANTEC
de GEORGE COSBUC

A venit un lup din crang ,
si-alerga prin sat sa fure ,
si sa duca in padure ,
pe copiii care plang

Si-a venit la noi la poarta ,
Si - am iesit eu c-o nuia :
Lup flamand cu trei cojoace,
Hai la maica sa te joace"
Eu chemam pe lup incoace,
El fugea-ncotro vedea,

Ieri pe drum un om sarac,
Intreba pe la vecine :
- Poarta-se copiii bine ?
Daca nu, sa-i var in sac "

Si-a venit la noi la poarta ,
Si-am iesit eu si i-am spus :
" - Puiul meu e bun si tace ,
Nu ti-l dau si dute-n pace
Esti sarac, dar n-am ce-ti face,
Du-te, du-te!
Si s-a dus.

Si-a venit un negustor
Plin de bani, cu valva mare,
Cumpara copii pe care
Nu-i iubeste mama lor,
Si-a venit la noi la poarta
Si-am iesit si l-am certat;
- N-ai nici tu, nici imparatul
Bani sa-mi cumpere baiatul

Pleaca-n sat, ca-i mare satul
Pleaca, pleaca!
Si-a plecat.



Moartea unui copil este cu adevarat o incercare fara nume. Un om care isi pierde sotia are un nume: vaduv. O femeie care isi pierde sotul este o vaduva. Copiii care isi pierd parintii sunt ofrani. Dar parintii care isi pierd copiii sunt condamnati la tacere. Caci nu exista nici un nume pentru aceasta durere! Nu cred  ca acest lucur este un accident. Giulgiul tacerii va acoperi, in taina mormantul, Invierea lui Hristos. Aceasta forma de tacere la care sunt condamnati, impotriva vointei lor, parintii unui copil decedat este poate o invitatie la cealalta tacere, preludiul al Invierii."  Pr. Michel Laroche



Rev. Michel Laroche
My Son Was Born in Heaven. An Orthodox Priest's Reflections at the Death of His Son

Translated from French by Corina Gageanu

A child's death is a nameless test indeed. A man who loses his wife is a widower. A woman who loses her husband is a widow. Children who lose their parents are orphans. Parents who lose their children are condemned to silence for there is no name to express their pain. I don't think this happens purely by accident. The shroud of silence will cover in the mystery of the tomb the Resurrection of Christ. This kind of silence the parents of a dead child are condemned to, may be an invitation to the other kind of silence which precedes the Resurrection.



 


"Daca azi e doar o poarta deschisa sper ieri/ Si-o sa faci ce-ai facut si-o sa stii ce-ai stiut/ Dar n-o sa mai stii sa speri, / Mai stai pana maine si vezi cum e,



/ Mai stai pana maine, poate nu trebuie/ Sa vrei ce vrei, poate
Ai nevoie de altceva./
Daca azi drumul pe care era s-a inchis, /



Poate ca nu era drumul pe care trebuia / Sa alergi spre vis/ Sau poate ca da si poate ca maine/ Se va deschide din nou in fata ta/ Orcum ar fi ai in fata o zi, mergi pe ea/ Si nu uita: Stele care cad, nu pier/ Stelele care cad se duc pe un alt cer"

  

 



 


 I Lost My Child Today 
  I lost my child today. 
 People came to weep and cry, 
As I just sat and stared, dry eyed. 
They struggled to find words to say,
To try and make the pain go away,
 I walked the floor in disbelief, 
I lost my child today. 
I lost my child last month.
Most of the people went away,
Some still call and some still stay.
I wait to wake up from this dream.
 This can't be real. I want to scream. 
Yet everything is locked inside,
         God, help me, I want to die.          
  I lost my child last month

I  lost my child last year
Now people who had came, have gone
I sit and struggle all day long 
To bear the pain so deep inside
My friends just question Why?
Why does this mother not move on?
Just sits and sings the same old song
God heavens, it has been so long 
I lost my child last year
 
  










I'm Everywhere 

Please don't mourn for me,
 I'm still here, 
though you don't see 
I'm right by your 
side each night and day
 
And within your heart 
I long to stay 
My body is gone but 
I'm always near 

I'm everything you feel, 
see or hear 
My spirit is free, 
but I'll never depart
As long as you keep me alive 
in your heart 

I'll never wander out of your sight 
 I'm the brightest star on a 
summer night 

I'll never be beyond your reach 
 I'm the warm moist sand
 when you're at the beach 

I'm the colorful leaves 
when fall comes around 
And the pure white snow that 
blankets the ground

I'm the beautiful flowers 
of which you're so fond 

The clear cool water in a quiet pond 
  I'm the first bright blossom 
you'll see in spring 

The first warm raindrop that 
April will bring 
I'm the first ray of light
 when the sun   starts to  shine 

And you'll see that the face 
in the moon is mine
When you start thinking 
there's no one to love you 

You can talk to me 
through the Lord above you 

I'll whisper my answer through 
the leaves on the trees 
And you'll feel my presence 
in the soft summer breeze
 
I'm the hot salty tears that 
flow when you weep
And the beautiful dreams 
that come while you sleep 

I'm the smile you see on a baby's face 
  Just look for me, I'm everyplace...
May God Bless You



  
Here is me with my daddy
I love you daddy!



I love you Mommy!

 

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Tributes and Condolences
Mother's Day 2010   / Sue Smith (friend)
(((( Cristina )))) Love from Sue XOXOX
Christmas  / Friend
My hope for each of you is that you find a little peace as you remember the love that never dies this holiday season. We have traveled this road together you and I, we have cried and survived through Christmas's together bound by the love we continue...  Continue >>
CRACIUN 2015   / MOMMY
Anii trec dragul meu, sunt zece ani de cand te-ai nascut... 10 ani... ai fi avut 10 ani. Ma uit la Isabella si ma gandesc ca asa ai fi fost si tu acum. Baietelul mami mare si frumos. Te iubesc dragul meu, mama
Dragul mami,   / Mommy (mommy)
Ma uit in urma si ma intreb unde au trecut toti anii acestea. Au trecut dragul meu as fi vrut atat de mult, atat de mult sa fi putut face ceva ca sa iau durerea ta si sa fii OK. As fi vrut asa de mult sa te pot proteja de tot ce este rau si dureros i...  Continue >>
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