| Location | Los Angeles |
| Age | 1 year, 6 months |
| Cause of Death | Murder |
| Date of Birth | 02/09/2007 |
| Date of Death | 17/03/2009 |
| Visitors | 10,370 since 18/06/2009 |
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I don't personally know Emma but hearing this story brought me to tears. seeing her little smile in her pictures and not understanding how a mother could harm her own child. R.I.P baby Emma x
Little Emma's body was found after her mother claimed she had been kidnapped. then she changed her story and said that Emma had died accidentally and she panicked and dumped the toddler’s body along side of a highway.inconsistencies in her story made her a suspect.
Stacey Barker the mother briefly appeared in a Lancaster, California court and pleaded not guilty to murder, assault on a child causing death and child abuse.she has remained jailed since April 23 after being arrested for the death of the 18-month-old.
Little Emma had her life cut short. rest in peace angel. x x x
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Thinking of you at Christmastime
You're in my thoughts today
You've only gone to Heaven
To watch over us each day.
Today we'll spend together
just like we always do
I'm sending Christmas Wishes
with love
from me to you.
Christmas blessings
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~ GOODNIGHT GODBLESS ANGEL ~
`♥ Christmas Without You`♥
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Christmas without you here with me,
can never possibly be the same.
But I carry an Angel within my heart;
one so precious, who has your name.
An Angel forever watching over me,
at Christmas time, and over the year.
Although you can't be here anymore,
inside my heart, you are so very near.
There is no special present for you,
wrapped up under my Christmas tree.
But I have a greater gift to give to you;
all the love you can still feel from me.
No, Christmas time without you here,
could not ever possibly be the same.
But, I have had the precious gift of you,
and the memories and love, will remain.
� Pamela Hall
All my love Sylvie
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGEL XXX
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♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♥ Your missed because your loved, More dearer than riches or gold, No treasure on earth will replace you, Your memory will never grow old ♥ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Always Thinking of You,
Jazzmyns momღ
~x~ Easter Blessings ~x~
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~ LEGEND OF THE DOGWOOD ~
(As sung by Wilma Lee and Stoney Cooper)
VERSE 1:
There is a lovely story, a legend though it be.
It tells how blessed Jesus was pitied by a tree.
'Twas in the days when Jesus this earth did walk upon.
The dogwood tree was larger. Its wood was firm and strong.
CHORUS:
How beautiful the story! the legend of a tree
That sorrowed for dear Jesus on cruel Calvary.
It proves that if we love Him, a blessing we'll receive,
Just as the lovely story of the lowly dogwood tree.
NARRATION:
At the time of the crucifixion, the dogwood attained the size of the oak and other forest trees.
So strong and firm was the wood of it, that it was chosen for the timber of the cross.
To be used for such a cruel purpose greatly distressed the tree;
And Jesus sensed this, smiled upon it, and in His gentle pity for sorrow said to it,
"Because of your regret and pity for my suffering, I make you this promise:
Never again shall the dogwood grow enough to be used for a cross.
Henceforth it shall be slender and bent and twisted;
And its blossoms shall be in the form of a cross: two long petals and two short petals;
And in the center of the outer edge of each petal, there'll be the nail prints brown with rust and stained with blood;
And the center of the flowers will be an image of the crown of thorns;
And all who see it will remember that it was upon the dogwood tree I was crucified;
And this tree shall not be mutilated or destroyed, but cherished as a reminder of my death upon the cross."
VERSE 2:
Two petals long, two petals short, a symbol of the cross.
On each, the print of nails and blood, which pictures Jesus lost.
In the center of each flower, the crown of thorns can see.
And so is told the legend of the lowly dogwood tree.
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Sometimes it's hard to understand
To see the reason why,
Sometimes it's hard to find the words
To say that last goodbye.
Sometimes it's hard to look ahead
With eyes still filled with tears,
But all our cherished memories
Will live on through the years.
And though there are no answers
The questions still remain,
Sometimes we just can't comprehend
Or understand the pain.
Sometimes it's hard to look beyond
The rainclouds in the sky,
Though all our cherished memories
Will stay as time goes by.
Sometimes when we close our eyes
The only thing we see,
Are moments that are long gone by
Of how things used to be.
Sometimes we need to just let go,
Let tears fall as they may,
Reliving cherished memories
That never fade away.
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Precious angelâ¤
Always thinking of you sweet angelâ¤áƒ¦
Love Always, Jazzmynsღ mom♥ღ
Just thinking of you
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Precious angel
Always thinking of you sweet angel
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Tributes for Week Commencing 24th January
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FOR MONDAY
ღBest and most beautiful
ღThings in the world cannot
ღBe seen or even touched.
ღThey must be felt with the heart.
FOR TUESDAY
ღGone yet not forgotten,
ღAlthough we are apart,
ღYour spirit lives within me,
ღForever in my heart.
FOR WEDNESDAY
ღA gift for such a little while,
ღYour loss just seems so wrong,
ღYou should not have left before us,
ღIt’s with loved ones you belong.
FOR THURSDAY
ღPerhaps they are not
ღStars in the sky,
ღBut rather openings
ღWhere our loved ones shine down
ღTo let us know they are happy.
FOR FRIDAY
ღ The Watcher ღ
They always leaned to watch for us
Anxious if we were late,
In winter by the window,
In summer by the gate.
And though we mocked them tenderly
Who had such foolish care,
The long way home would seem more safe,
Because they waited there.
Their thoughts were all so full of us,
They never could forget,
And so I think that where they are
They must be watching yet.
Waiting ‘til we come home to them
Anxious if we are late
Watching from Heaven’s window
Leaning from Heaven’s gate.
FOR SATURDAY
ღ As We Look Back ღ
As we look back over time
We find ourselves wondering .....
Did we remember to thank you enough
For all you have done for us?
For all the times you were by our sides
To help and support us .....
To celebrate our successes
To understand our problems
And accept our defeats?
Or for teaching us by your example,
The value of hard work, good judgement,
Courage and integrity?
We wonder if we ever thanked you
For the sacrifices you made.
To let us have the very best?
And for the simple things
Like laughter, smiles and times we shared?
If we have forgotten to show our
Gratitude enough for all the things you did,
We're thanking you now.
And we are hoping you knew all along,
How much you meant to us.
FOR SUNDAY
ღ To Those Whom I Love and Those Who Love Me ღ
When I am gone, release me, let me go
I have so many things to see and do
You must not tie yourself to me with tears
Be happy that I have had so many years
I gave you my love, you can only guess
How much you gave me in happiness
I think you for the love each have shown
But now it is time I travelled on alone
So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must
Then let your grief be comforted by trust
It is only for a while that we must part
So bless the memories in your heart
I will not be far away, for life goes on
So if you need me, call and I will come
Though you can not see or touch me, I will be near
And if you listen with your heart, you will hear
All of my love around you soft and clear
Then, when you must come this way alone
I will greet you with a smile and a
"Welcome Home"
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……………..Thoughts Today, Memories Forever
……………Angela Christopher’s Very Proud Mum
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