Garrett Vance

I miss you baby.

The Death of an Innocent Child

I remember it like it was yesterday. Although, it has been over two years since he has past away. It was an early Saturday morning. I remember the day being wet and cold. I had stayed with my sister that night and we had to go to my older sisters' house for something. I don't remember what it was. I remember the time being around 9:00 a.m. in the morning. I was still tired, but that all changed it a matter of seconds. We arrived at my sisters house and she was speaking to someone on the phone. At that point in time I realized that something was desperately wrong. If I recall correctly, I was told to go to the back room and at that time, my sister told me that Garrett was brought to the hospital, but he did not make it. It only took breif seconds, but it seemed like forever. Before she could get the words completely out of her mouth I was gone. I ran out side and sat behind her car and looked up into the sky; I couldn't help it I just started screaming. I felt like someone took my heart out of my chest and they were just stomping on it right in front of me. My oldest sister drove to my mother's house to tell them the the baby had died. I got there just after she told them. I couldn't even go in and see them. I didn't want to see anyone. They said it would be better if I talked about it, but I didn't want to talk about it. I just wanted to be alone. I spent most of that day outside just wondering....WHY? And asking questions that God never answered. I couldn't sleep that night, because I was still waiting for answers, I guess. Answers that I still wait for today. I remember seeing Garrett and, I honestly thought that he was breathing. I don't know if it was because I wanted him to or because I didn't want to believe that he was gone. He was so cold and I couldn't understand why they wouldn't give him a blanket. I asked them to give the baby a blanket because he was so cold and they just looked at me as though I was being silly. I remember all of the people saying, "Oh we are so sorry" and "You know he is alright now, he's in a better place". People I didn't even reconize. I guess they thought that would make me feel better, but it only made things worse. They couldn't possibly understand what I was going through and what I was thinking. It was an awful time. God took Garrett to heaven on Saturday, November 30, 1996. Garrett, I just wanted to let you know that I love you very much and I miss you, little man.

Mandy Trim

This Poem was written by my brother in memory of Garrett Vance Trim.

The chosen few to lead the way
The chosen few who watch us play
The chosen few who see our stay
And protect us safely through the day.

The chosen few are pure at heart
They never knew sin, they didn't start
They touched people's lives, brought them closer in;
Made us realize what shape we're in.

The chosen few, chosen by Him
To lead the way when he comes again
Garrett's in his bootcamp now
Sure to be a general when Christ comes down.

The chosen few will hear us pray
And safely protect us through the day.

Inspired By,
Garrett Vance Trim
May God hold you
safe in his arms.

This is another poem that I wanted to add to this page.

"Little Angels"

When God calls little children
to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometime question
the wisdom of His love.
For no heartache compares with
the death of one small child
Who does so much to make our world
seem wonderful and mild
Prehaps God tires of calling the aged to His fold,
So He picks a rosebud before it can grow old.

God knows how much we need them,
and so he only takes but few
To make the land of Heaven
more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult
and somehow we must try,
The saddest word mankind knows
will always be "Goodbye."
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
Angels are hard to find.

Megan's Page

Please take the time to visit Megan's page. Megan died of SIDS when she was nine weeks old. There is a beautiful story and poem posted here. Along with helpful information. I feel as though Garrett and Megan know each other now and if she is anything like her mom he has a wonderful friend.

Thank you big sis for this beautiful water globe that you made for me. I love it and I love you.

Thanks Kimmy for the award. It is beautiful.

**Note: Please don't use any of the graphics off of this page they were made especially for me and they mean a lot to me. Thank you.**

**Thanks to Kimmy's Graphics for the plaques.**Kimmy's Graphics

This Page hosted by Geocities Get your own Free Home Page