Melissa Lee Bellamy

1984 - 2007
LocationCushing, Ok.
Age22 years
Cause of DeathAccident
Date of Birth30/11/1984
Date of Death17/02/2007
Visitors1,493 since 12/12/2008
Creator



PRECIOUS SPIRIT

"You're a Precious Spirit," the all great Master said,
As he gently caressed the curly hair of the Spirit's head
"You need to go to Earth to spend some time, you know,
A place I send most Spirits, to be tested, to learn, and grow."

The Spirit, in sadness, slowly bowed her head,
And from her eye a tear did steal, and down her cheek it shed.
"Don't you fret now little one, I won't let you stay too long,
I'll bring you back to help me here, You'll hardly know that you've been gone.

You're my choicest Spirit, you're the apple of my eye."
And he wiped the tear and gently kissed, His Spirit good-bye.
"I'm back," the Precious Spirit whispered, as she climbed onto his Master's knee,
And the Master said, "I told you, you would not be long away from me."

And then, the Lord, He noticed still another tear welled in her eye.
"Why are you so sad, Precious Spirit, whatever should make you cry?"
"I'm glad I'm back," the Precious Spirit said, "but Master you must surely know,
When Your Angel came to get me, I did not want to go.

I know You said You needed me, and that I'd be gone the shortest while,
But Lord, couldn't I have had a little longer earthly trial?"
The Master let the Precious Spirit, slip down from off His knee,
He firmly took the little hand and said, "Come walk with Me."

The Precious Spirit and the Lord, slowly walked hand in hand,
As the Master explained her special part, in the great and marvelous plan.

"Now, Lord, I don't mean to argue, I understand that you needed me home.
But I left in such a hurry, I left everyone hurting and so alone.
I didn't let my earthly parents know, how much I loved them so.
I didn't have time to tell them Lord, how will they ever know?
They feel they've been cheated, and in a way, so do I.
Not getting to share any more than we did, how can I ever tell them why?"

"Precious Spirit, I know your heart is heavy, with this message you need to share.
But you need not worry anymore, I'll watch over your loved ones there.
I'll send them loving comfort, as a strong and helping hand.
I'll contend and give peace to their aching hearts, so they will understand."

The Precious Spirit looked up at his Master, and said "Thank You for explaining it to me.
And could you please tell them that I'm safe and happy, and that someday They'll be here with me?"
"Yes," said the Lord with a smile and a nod, I'll tell them all that I can.

Then the others came to see the Precious Spirit, as the Lord let go of her hand.
He said, "I'll tell them that you're pure, as pure as Heaven's Gold,
That I needed the warmth of your perfect soul, to keep Heaven from getting cold"


My Lissa, when she was born she brought with her the most beautiful spirit I have ever known. This
world was never meant for one as beautiful as her. She believed in everyone. Lissa never saw a
difference in anyone. Whether you were on the streets or in the biggest house, whether you were
black or white, dirty or clean, none of this mattered to her. She looked way past the outer
appearences to the very soul of someone. Lissa was my hero. She came into this world and left a
message everywhere she went, "LOVE".
Lissa loved people, she worked with the disable, she had a gift of reaching to the very heart of
them. She never treated them as if they had a disability. What can I say Lissa came from heaven
with a special gift and every life she touched was blessed by knowing her.

Sunrise: Nov. 30, 1984
Sunset: Feb. 17, 2007

Lissa's life was celebrated in Hallett, Okla. with friends and family, and all those that loved
her.

Lissa died of a toxic reaction to a pain pill that she had borrowed from a friend. She went to
spend the night with her sister and her cousin. The next morning her sister went to awake and found
that she had left us sometime in the night.


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Inspirational Poem

Life
© By Benjamin K. Kotey

It takes a day to make a dream,
But it takes many nights for a seed to become a tree.

Life is a ladder that must be climbed.
But in every stage,

There are many rivers and battles to fight
And our hopes determines our future.

Life is a trip through the wilderness
And everyone must survive for success.

But without a determination
We can never reach our destination.

There are many roads in life,
But choice

Stands between the broad and the narrow.
The world is not only what we see

But what we hear
Life is time and time is tide.

We are making an endless journey
But no ladder is without an end

Problems may fall like rain
But every seed has its season.

Mamaof Halla Mal (GTS Friend) June 3, 2009

Lost.......
The moment that you died,
Our hearts split in two.
The one side filled with memories,
The other died with you.
We often lay awake at night,
When the world is fast asleep;
And take a walk down memory lane,
With tears upon our cheeks.
Remembering you is easy,
We do it every day.
But missing you is heartache,
That never goes away.
We hold you tightly within our hearts,
And there you will remain.
Life has gone on without you,
But it will never be the same.
For those who still have their loved ones,
Treat them with tender care.
You will never know the emptiness,
As when you turn and they are not there.

Lois Bauders (GTS Friend) May 4, 2009

`♥ A DREAM COME TRUE`♥

`♥ I wouldnt know what to say`♥
`♥ I wouldnt know what to do`♥
`♥ If you came back from heaven`♥
`♥ could i look at you`♥
`♥ would i fumble for the words?`♥
`♥ would i be a little shy?`♥
`♥ would i break right out with laughter?`♥
`♥ or would i break right down and cry?`♥
`♥ or if you came back from heaven`♥
`♥ would it be like it was then?`♥
`♥ could we pick up and start again?`♥
`♥ or if you came back from heaven`♥
`♥ It would freeze me in my tracks`♥
`♥ And i hope god knows if he let you go`♥
`♥ Id never send you back`♥

Jackie Brosovich April 20, 2009

Lissa

If we could bring you back again,
For one more hour or day,
We’d express all our unspoken love;
We’d have countless things to say.
︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽
If we could bring you back again,
We’d say we treasured you,
And that your presence in our lives
Meant more than we ever knew.
︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽ ︽♥︽ ︽☆︽
If we could bring you back again,
To tell you what we should,
You’d know how much we miss you now,
And if we could, we would

Lois Bauders (GTS Friend) April 2, 2009

It's me Mommy, your Angel
just checking in with you.
I know your sad, because I'm gone
and Mommy - I'm sad too.
It's beautiful here, where I am
-there's such a lovely view.
but mostly when I'm sitting here
I'm looking down at you.

I see all of your feelings
everyday when I look down.
I love to see you smile
and I know sometimes you frown.
But guess what Mommy? I have a job to do...
God saved it for your girl.
I get to watch over you
and protect you from the world.

So though you cannot see me
and I know it's hard on you.
You'll surely see the benefits
of the job God has me do.

Jackie Brosovich March 17, 2009

SWEET DREAMS BEAUTIFUL ANGEL.XxXxX

To lose someone you love is hard to bear
To lose your child it is beyond compare
Whether the child is a daughter or son
Each one of them is a precious one

Your children can never be replaced
Every one of them has their own special place
Your heart is heavy it feels like lead
You don’t want to believe your child is dead

You don’t think the pain will ever go away
No matter what other people may say
No one knows just what to say to you
You need their help to see you through

Life it seems so unfair
You wish your child could still be there
Your memories fill your heart and head
You remember all the things they said

Life is for living and you must go on
You pretend each day they have not gone
Until you meet them once again
You will learn to live through.

We little knew that morning,
God was going to call your name,
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you,
You did not go alone.
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.

You left us beautiful memories,
Your love is still our guide,
And though we cannot see you,
You are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken,
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.

Elaine Ford March 10, 2009

UNTILL WE MEET AGAIN.xXx

I know what you're thinking. You think I'm dead. Because you cannot see me with your human eye, cannot feel me with your hands or hold me in your arms, you think I am gone forever.
You recall how I looked when I left this place, and you cannot remotely imagine that I could possibly be alive in another place. You are racked and torn by the pain of our separation and it blinds you to that which is right in front of you... me..............
I'm here to tell you different. You were worthy of my love and undying devotion on earth as I of yours. Do you really believe this love would be snatched from us forever by a loving Creator simply because I wasn't human? Was I not a living, breathing creation with personality? How could I have been so if I didn't possess the energy of soul, spirit and loving light? And if this energy is and always will be, then how can it be that I am dead?
.................

You say that all you have left are memories. Not so. You see, when I took leave of my earthly body I left a little something behind for you. You can't touch it, hold it or examine it for what I left behind is far too uninhibited for confinement. I left behind a piece of my soul. I placed it right next to your own which is quite fitting as we were always side by side in our earthly life together. I love you too much to have left you with nothing but memories, which tend to fade and grow cloudy as the years go by.
I love you too much to have vanished without a trace. How selfish it would be of me to remove love and light from your life.
.............

I understand your tears, each one you shed is testament to your love for me and I am honored and humbled. But don't forget the good things we shared - remember and smile. This is an honor for me as well. And when you need me I will be here. Close your eyes, relax, take slow, deep breaths and picture me in your mind. Shut off the world and your notions of what death is and give me a chance. Look for the subtle signs I send you. Don't stop being proud of me, I am a daughter to be proud of, I am still your daughter and soul mate.
Don't memorialize the death of my body but instead honor and celebrate my never-ending life for it is eternal and forever as is my love for you.
Until we meet again...

Author Unknown.

Sheena Lewis Wests Mum March 4, 2009

When you wake up tomorrow and I am no where to be found
When you scream out my name to the emptiness around
When every beat inside your heart is skipping and unsure
Cry not my mum for I am here, inside your love so pure

When the waves that used to touch our feet have gone back out to sea
When everything you once held dear was lost when you lost me
When the sun that once lit up your face is setting far away
Cry not my mum for time shall pass, but my love for you will stay

When age arrives and children play and pain creeps up on you
When loved ones show you happiness that your life never knew
When all of your expectations are met, no matter what the pain
Cry not my mum, for I am waiting to hold you once again

When beauty in your eyes turn gray and all of the rainbow, white
When strong undying hearts no longer feel an urge to fight
When winter snows become more pain than beauty in your heart
Cry not my mum, for I am here and we will never ever part.

Elaine Ford February 24, 2009

ask mum how she is

My Mum, she tells a lot of lies
She never did before
But from now until she dies
She'll tell a whole lot more

Ask My mum how she is
And because she can't explain
She will tell a little lie
Because she can't describe the pain

Ask My Mum how she is
She'll say "I'm Alright"
If that's the truth then tell me
Why does she cry each night?

Ask My Mum how she is
She seems to cope so well
She didn’t have a choice you see
Nor the strength to yell

Ask My Mum how she is
"I'm fine. I'm well, I'm coping"
For God's sake Mum, just tell the truth
Just say your heart is broken

She'll love me all her life
I loved her all mine
But if you ask her how she is
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 Mum,
With all the lies you told!"

Elaine Ford February 19, 2009

*~x♥x~Something Beautiful Remains~x♥x~*

*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*

*~We are living in a world of stars and dust~*
*~Between Heaven and all that surrounds us~*
*~We are travellers here~spirits passing through~*
*~And the love we give is all that will endure~*
*~What we had is gone~But we still remember you~*
*~Just like the rose after the rain~*
*~Something beautiful remains...~*

*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*

*~Now the darkness falls~The sun is going down~*
*~And one by one the stars are coming out~*
*~The tide comes in...
...and washes the footprints from the sand~*
*~As one day ends a new day must begin~*
*~You are forever in our dreams~*
*~Love is lost and gained~*
*~Something beautiful remains...~*

*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*
'Something Beautiful Remains' is a Tina Turner song the lyrics to which were written by Terry Britten & Graham Lyle (full lyrics freely available by searching under title, then clicking on any of the links which come-up) & the above words, adapted from these lyrics, were as read out as a poem by John~one of the counsellors at the Alder Centre~as a tribute to all our children Gone Too Soon at the Christmas Carol & Light Up A Life Service recorded outside the Alder Centre in the grounds of Alder Hey Hospital, Liverpool on 9th December & broadcast on ITV1 on Christmas Eve between 10:45 & 11:45pm
*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*

*~x♥x~*With ♥felt love~In my ♥ and thoughts with your loving family*~x♥x~*

*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*~x♥x~*

Sue Worsley February 17, 2009
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