Katurah Ja Clark Oct 26, 1999- Dec 17, 1999 A FootPrint On The Air "Stay!" said the child. The bird said, "No, My wing has mended, I must go. I shall come back to see you though, One night, One day--" " How shall I know?" "Look for my footprint in the snow." "The snow soon goes--oh, that's not fair!" Don't grieve. Don't grieve.I shall be there In the bright season if the year, One night, One day--" "But tell me, where?" "Look for my footprint on the air." Author: Naomi Lewis Katurah Ja Clark mint the world to her family. Katurah is my last little baby. There will be no more after her. She is and will always be loved by her mommy (Tonya), daddy (Ray), older sister (Raven), and older brother (Carson). Its like as soon as she came home to us. She went home to our heavenly father. She was only a month old. But time we had together, will always be remember. I still have all her belongings. Her clothes, car seat, and toys. I don't think that I will ever be able to part with all of Katurah' things. My oldest daughter believes Katurah lives in the hospital; I think that is better for her, I know that she does not want to face the truth. Because I tried to tell her what happened. My son would look in her bed to see if Katurah was in there; so I felt we had to let the bed go. I think that made it easier on the whole family. A week before she passed, she was starting to react to me when I talk to her. she was just starting to smile and make baby noises. After she passed I blamed myself, because I was not there to protect her like I was suppose to. I felt maybe I could have done something. But of cause everyone is always telling you that there was nothing you or anyone could do. Still today there is a part of me that believes that I could have done something to save my baby. And I will always have that feeling. No one will ever change that. I also thought that maybe she was mad at me , and this was way of letting me know. Even though I blame myself I know that God has a reason for everything he does. And I know there is a reason for for my Katurah's death. To Katurah: Little one, Little one Where have you gone? Your going has darkened the brightest dawn Why did you leave us? So soon, So soon? Where can we look for you? Over the moon? On butterflies' wings? In the heart of a rose? Who Knows? Who Knows? Where A Little One Goes? From Katurah: Where I have Gone, I am not so small. My soul is as wide As the world is tall. I have gone to answer the call. The call of the one who take care of all of us. Wherever you look, You will find me there In the heart of a rose, In the heart of a prayer On butterflies wings, On wings of my own. To you I'm Gone, But I'm never Alone- I'm over the moon. I AM HOME Katurah Ja Clark 10/26/1999-12/17/1999 WE LOVE YOU This page created by Helen Mead from one bereaved Mom to Another Member of MMIAS