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Learn as if you were going to live forever. Live as if you were going to die tomorrow.Mahatma Gandhi


     This memorial website was created by Melissa Tucker, to remember our dearest Daughter, Jessalyn Miranda Combs who was born at Shands Hosp. Jax,Fl on January 22, 1988.  On this cold afternoon, Our lives would be forever changed and Our hearts would be devoured by her existence.

     At the young age of 17, My role in this world was changed from a blushing Bride to a Proud, scared & excited Mother.  As soon as I witnessed those chunky cheeks and heard those strong lungs, I knew my life as I knew it would be devoted to her.

     Her Daddy, Randy, would also be mesmerized by this bald-headed bundle of joy.  Immediately after seeing her for the first time, He gave her the nick-name,"Peaches."  He was a very proud Father and by the look in his eyes, I knew that She would have him wrapped around her tiny little finger from that moment on.

     Her birth changed Our whole Family, to her Nanny & Papa Bullard, she was called everything from "Tootlum" to "Booger-Britches", Her Papa & Gan-gy Combs called her "Coot" ( We almost had her on her Papa Eldreds' Birthday)  and to her Brothers & Sister, Dwayne, Brandy & Michael, she was an aggravating, bossy little sister who they loved dearly and protected instantly.

     At the tender age of (7), Jessalyn worked her majic again and stole the heart of Derrall, who would later become her Step-Dad.  It didn't take her long at all to step into the role of being the Daughter he never had and believe me, She took full advantage of it too!  She would inherit two more Protectors & Brothers, Lil' Derrall and Derrick.  Let's just say their world would no longer be the same either.

     I guess the biggest role Jessalyn played in her short life was the very, very, protective Older Sister to her Brother Waylon who was 4 Years younger than her.  At the time that we found out Waylon would be arriving soon and before I had a chance to tell anyone, Jessalyn took it upon herself at the very mature age of 4 to tell everyone she saw that her Momma was Preg-net, (her pronunciation)  After he was diagnosed with Autism when he was 3 years old, Her role as his Alternate Mother would kick-in.  I can't remember all the fights she was in from Day-care to High-School that she defended his honor.  She was his "Sissy" and he would be the son she never was given a chance to have.

     Through Jessalyn's life, she demanded your attention and would not take "NO" for an answer, whether you were her Parents, her Family, or one of her  many Friends and that beautiful smile would make you forget all the sadness this world has to offer.  Oh, How we miss that SMILE!  She was definately the center of attention wherever she went and she knew how to work her way into getting what she wanted, which made her the Young Lady she let us all know she had grown to be.  When she turned 18, There was not a day that went by that she didn't let us know that she was "grown" but at the end of the day, she would always assume the role of our "Little Girl."

     We watched Jessalyn grow from a pudgy little bossy girl to an independent, tiny, frail young Woman and I wouldn't trade a minute of it.

On June 2, 2007, Our Beautiful Daughter was involved in a Head-ON Collision with two of her closest friends, Angelica & Summer on a rainy Saturday Night.  Yeah, that call  that every parent fears, came to us.  At 12:16 a.m. on June 3, 2007, Jessalyn's life was taken by the "Devil behind the wheel of the other vehicle." 

     Just as that glorious day on January 22,1988, that changed our lives forever, Our lives would forever be effected and consumed by her absence on June 3,2007.   I never got to tell her that I loved her before she passed away at the same Hospital where she was born, but before she left home that night, I told her "I loved her & to be careful."  Something every Mom & Dad should tell their children each time they leave their presence.  Because if I didn't have that to hold on to, I don't know if I could keep going.  The fear I had every time she left our home came to be true so all I ask of each and every one who visits this site is :

   "Slow-Down (on the roads & in life), "Buckle-up", & " Drive Sober!"

   

     I invite you, Jessalyn's Family, Friends (past & present), or even you who never had the pleasure of meeting this Gorgeous Daughter of ours, to visit this site and submit your feelings for her or to simply tell her, she made a difference in your life like she did to ours.  Please keep us, her close-knit extended Family, in your Thoughts and Prayers.....

 

 

               

 

   

                                     Missing You, Boog !!

                                  

                    

    We were going to visit Friends, Mama and I remembered what you said.

    You told me not to drink and drive, so I had Dr. Pepper instead.  

    I felt so proud inside Daddy, the way you said I would.

    Even though some others Friends told me that I should.

    I know I did the right thing Mama, As usual you were right.

    We decided to ride around on a hot, Macclenny night.

    As we got into Angelica's car, I knew I'd get home in one piece,

    Because of the way you raised me, to be responsible & sweet.

    We started to drive away, as we traveled down that road,

    the other Guy didn't see us & hit us like a load.

    I lay there on the pavement, and I heard the Trooper say,

    "The other Guy was drunk." Now I'm the one to pay.

    I'm laying here dying Mama, I wish you'd get here soon.

    How come this happened to me,Daddy? My life bursted like a balloon.

    There's blood all around us, most of it is mine.

    I hear the Paramedics say, "It's just a matter of time."

    He didn't know where he was going.  He was probably just as scared as I.

    There's one big difference though, he's going to live & I'll be the one to die.

    Why do People drink & drive, Mama? It can ruin your whole life.

    I'm feeling sharp pains now, just like a burning knife.

    The Man who just hit us is walking & yet it doesn't seem quite fair.

    I'm lying here dying and he's the one impaired.

    Tell My Brother's not to cry, Mama.  Tell Dad to be brave.

    For when I get to Heaven, get Derrall to tend my grave.

    Someone should have told him Mama, not to drink and drive.

                                                If they'd often took the time, maybe I'd still be alive.

                                                My breath is growing short, I'm becoming very scared.

                                               Tell my Friends to visit often & to keep hanging in there.

                                               I have one last question, Mama, before I say," Good-Bye."

                                              "I didn't even drink tonight, so why am I the one to die?"

                                              This is the end, Mom & Dad, I wish I could look you in the eye,

                                              to say these final words, "I Love You and please don't Drink & Drive!"

 

 

 

 

                                                            

                                                       

 

                  

 

 

                                     January 22, 1988 

                          - 

                June 3, 2007           

 

                                                                

   

 

                     Our Beautiful Angel !

 

     

 

 

 

            

 

                                       

 

              

                                                                                                   

 

         Keep Smiling !                     

If at times you feel you want to cry,

and life seems such a trial,

Above the clouds, there's a bright blue sky

To, make your tears a Smile.

                                                                      

As you travel on life's way                                   

With it's many ups and downs.

Remembr it's quite true to say,

One smile is worth a dozen frowns.

 

Among this Worlds expensive things,                              

A Smile is very cheap.

And when you give a Smile away,

You get one back to keep.

 

Happiness comes at times to all,

But sadness comes unbidden.

And sometimes a few tears must fall,

Among the laughter hidden.

 

So, when Friends have sadness on their face,

And troubles round them piled,

The World will seem a better place

And all because you Smiled......

 

           

 

 

                    

       Sleep In Peace Our Beautiful Angel....

                              

 

 

                                  My Little Girl

                                                    October 5, 2007

         On January 22, 1988, My Little Girl was born.  From the moment she was born, I watched Her begin Her Life as a Sweet Little Baby Girl and grow into a Beautiful Young Lady.  Jessalyn had a Heart of Gold to other People.  She loved Her Brother, Waylon, with all of Her heart.  He was Her true Little Buddy in Life.

        Waylon was diagnosed with Autism since the age of 3 Years old, But that only made Jessalyn love Him even more.  She always helped Me & Her Momma with him.  Waylon misses Her so much and it hurts to watch Him suffer now that His Best Friend is gone.   

        Jessalyn, Waylon Loves You with all His heart.  I see Him looking up to Heaven, while He sits swinging for hours, talking to You in His own little way.  Baby, I can't wait until we are all in Heaven together again. Be ready, because Bubba's going to hold on to you for so long and show You how hard it's been for Him since You've been gone.
       Jessalyn, just keep shining on Bubba each and everyday to make Him strong.  We Love You and Miss You with all of Our hearts.
 

    Written By:  Randy Combs                      

    ( A Proud Father with a Grieving Heart )

 

  

 

              

 

 

 

 

 

              EVERY MEMORY THOUGHT OF

         EVERY BREATHE THAT'S TAKEN,            

         EVERY TEAR THAT'S CRIED

         KEEPS OUR HEARTS BREAKING.

         EVERY DAY THAT PASSES

         EVERY SUN THAT SETS

         MAKES EACH DAY SPENT WITH YOU

          IMPOSSIBLE TO FORGET....

 

                                                         WRITTEN BY:   M. TUCKER

                                                                               JAN.11,2008

 

 

             

 

 

                 Each time a graceful Butterfly

              Enters Our somber World,

              We'll look for wings of Peace & Beauty

              And know, It's Our Little Girl !                          

                                                        Written By: Melissa Tucker

                                               (To be Inscribed on Jessalyn's Headstone)

 

 

 

 

 

                      

 

 

 

 Our Daughter,

      Our Friend,

        Our Angel !            

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                 

  

 

        Missing You, Loving You & on Our Path To You!!!

 

 

 

 

  

                       

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

          

 

   There comes a time in your life,when you realize:                        

     Who matters,                                        

     Who never did,

     Who won't anymore,    

     And Who alway's will.

     So, don't worry about People from your past,

     There's a reason why they didn't make it to

                                                   your Future!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                       

 

 

                      

 

   

 

   

 

                       Jessalyn Miranda Combs

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


       

 What Is a Daughter?

A Daughter is                                                

   a Rainbow bubble                                               

   a Star glimmering in the sky

   a Rosebud after a storm

   a Caterpillar turning into a butterfly.

A Daughter is

   hair flying in the wind

   red cheeks that glisten in the sunshine

   big daydreaming eyes

A Daughter is

   a wonder

   a sweetness, a secret, an artist

   a perception, a delight

A Daughter is

   everything Beautiful

A Daughter is

   Love.................... 

                                        

                                                                                                    

 

 

 

                                

 


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Latest Memories
Mama
 

    Hey Girl, I wanted to let You know that just because it has been 3 Years since Our World was turned upside down, don't make it any easier to live from day to day or make me miss You any less.  I still look around when I think I hear you call out "MAMA" or hear the back door ease open,wishing it was You walking in to say, I'm Home, It's me!"  I think about You all the time & stare at your pictures daily, sometimes with a smile from a memory when the picture was taken but mostly with tears in my eyes, knowing that this is all I have left of You.  Jessalyn, You were & still are such a huge part of My Life, I told Your Aunt Cathy the other night that I feel like my right arm has been taken from me, You were always there when I needed you most, and lately, I've needed you more than ever.  It seems that no -one can understand the hurt & lonliness I feel without You here with me.  There are those that think that I should be over all of the sadness & heartache after 3 years & that maybe I talk about You or mention your name too much, and I've hid alot of my emotions because of those people & it has only added to my depressed state of mind.  I'll never get over losing you nor will I ever stop talking about You, When I speak your name, it make You more than just a memory it keeps you alive in my heart,my mind & soul.  For someone to stop talking about you is someone who seeks attention for themselves and has forgot all the things that You did for them & is only sad that You aren't still here to use & deface.  I always told You,not to worry about what others thought or said about You and yet I find myself taking up for you and Waylon more now than I ever have.  The way I look at it, is I'm the only voice for both of My Children & I will continue to be a voice for you both & defend yall's honor as long as I have breath in my body.

    I was hurting so bad last Friday night at Waylon's Graduation, I looked up at Waylon in heartfelt admiration at all that he has accomplished in a World that has never been accepting of him and the ways that his Autism has caused, then I looked around & realized that two of his biggest fans, You & Papa-Bullard, were not there to celebrate & witness this precious event.  I kept looking toward Heaven and hoped that you both were beaming with adoration from the skies that You kept the chance of any rain from falling to spoil this milestone.  I'm so sorry that You were never able to Graduate yourself & I know it only because of the protection you chose to give to your brother & the honor you bestowed in being his Big Sister & Guardian.  When he walked across that stage to receive his diploma, I could see you both receiving the Honor, because without You and Your dedication to him and all the Years of helping me with all the demands of raising this special, precious boy, He would not be where he is today.  I can still see the hurt & lonliness in his eye's too, I wish that he could talk to me and tell me what he's feeling.  The hurt that takes over my whole being that I'm not able to have a simple conversation with either of the two Children that I was blessed with makes living a little less desirable. To see others take advantage of this normal trait & ignore the words that come from their Children's tongues only makes me angry,hurt & resentful.  I am trying so hard to accept the life that the Lord has assigned me & to watch as others World's seem to carry-on & see them watch their Children get married & have baby's.  It's hard not to be jealous & witness these Family events without shedding a tear or watch without a heavy heart, I just can't seem to understand why Me, You & Waylon have been denied such casual pleasure's that I feel like we deserve just as much as anyone else.  I've tried to be a good person with a kind heart & giving hands and worked hard to bestow these traits to my Children & yet we seem to have suffered the loss of some of the most simple worldly treasures.

  I am thankful for those that have and continue to have respect for Our Family & the loss  & heartache that we have had to endure. These are the People that Pray with me when I'm feeling the most vulnerable, the ones that love to hear me speak Your name & laugh when I share a special moment we had with You, and the ones that encourage me to hold-on a little longer until I'm able to be reunited with You, Your Papa & My Brother.  I will always be greatful for those that seem to share in the bliss of a special time & yet are also there when things aren't going so smooth. 

I love You,Jessalyn and I hope you can hear every word that I whisper to You as well as the words that I shout-out to You in Heaven.  I'll never give-up on you and I'll always have you close in my heart and your name on the tip of my tongue.

Mama
 

Jessalyn:

   This is a Poem that I wrote for You on the 2nd Anniversary of your "Invitation to Heaven."

I started so many different Poems/Sayings to have Printed in The Baker County Press, but I never could finish any of them.  So in True, Melissa Style, I waited until an hour before the deadline & this is what came to me, It was almost like You were guiding my hand as I wrote each word.  This is for You, Baby Girl !!

 

          Two Years ago, Today, The 3rd day of June, 2007.

             Our Daughter, Jessalyn, was invited into Heaven.

             There were no heedful warnings, No Formal Invitations sent.

             Just a Doctor's call &  final look at a face filled with sweet content.

             She never got a chance to buy a Fancy Dress or primp in front of a Mirror.

             Just an Angel sent to her side, As her departure time grew nearer.

             He asked her, "Was She Ready, to meet Her Lord & Saviour?"

             She tearfully nodded, "YES" & descended into Heaven just a few breaths later.

             We miss Our Little Girl and the Beauty she bestowed,

             Now a Cross is planted in her Memory, Beside her Final Traveled Road.

             It took a little while, But We came to understand,

             That somewhere in Heaven, There is a Reunion being planned.

             Our broken hearts will be mended & Our tears forever gone.

             But, then and only then,

             We too, will have been invited HOME !

                

We Love & Miss You Sweetheart,

Mama, Derrall, Waylon & Daddy !

Momma
 

     Hey My Sweet Angel that I miss terribly, I wanted to send You a Picture of The Christmas Tree that I made for You this Christmas (2008).  Last year, I added a Pink Tree with alot of "Bling-Bling" for You, So, this Year, I looked for something that I felt also suited your taste and hoped that it would bring a little Fashion to Your Grave-side.  I still have a difficult time with knowing that My Baby's Tender Body lies in a Cemetary, even though I know that "Taylor" was were You would have chosen, I always find it hard to share My thoughts & feelings while staring at Your Picture on your headstone.  But, somehow,& Some-way, You always seem to send me a sign when I get ready to walk away from your grave.  I told Derrall, that Your chimes begin to ring, the leaves of the Magnolia Tree begin to swirl as well as the Doves flying out from the tree too.  I always chalk it up to You begging me not to leave You and then of Course, the tears that were alresy trickling down my cheeks become like a waterfall of heartache & sorrow and that all-too familiar feeling of someone punching me in my stomach begins to take over while my Heart tears apart even more....

     I"ve always carried that sense of worry of your well-being from the minute You were born.   So I must tell You, that just because the Lord has called You to His Peaceful Home, My Motherly instnct of that worry & emptiness continues on.  I know that My Heart will never be fully content until I am able to meet You again face-to-face and the understanding of all that we've been through as a Family are translated to me by Our Heavenly Father. 

    Boog, You were a blessing to me from the moment I felt Your gentle movement inside me while I carried You, although I couldn't Physically see You at that time.  There is nothing different now that you are gone, Although You aren't Physically standing in my presence at this time, I can still feel Your movement inside me as You stimulate my heart and Your Memories flow through my mind within every minute of all My days & Nights.   I Love You & Miss You.......

 

 

 

 

Momma
 

     Hey Girl, Yesterday was Mother's Day & there are no words to describe the sadness I 've been feeling.  I kept waiting for you to come out of your bedroom & walk over to me, give me a hug, & tell me,"Happy Mother's Day."  You would always sneak a plan to go to Walmart or Cato's with Derrall to buy me something.  I kept every card you ever gave to me & sometimes I just sit & re-read them & pretend that you are still here & that you had just given them to me.  You always knew how to cheer me up & I always noticed the extra effort that you would put into signing your Brothers name on each card, as if he was able to have signed it himself.  You always looked out for Waylon & it scares me to death to know that you won't be here to take care of him when me, Derrall & your Dad can no longer be here.

     I received one of the sweetest cards & gifts from Waylon, Derrick, Amanda & Dalton yesterday & I know that they were trying to replace some of the emptiness I've been feeling & it did warm my heart & add a much needed piece of joy to  a world that has been so sad since you were taken from me.  I actually see a little bit of you in Amanda, each time that I receive a note or just have a conversation with her.  She seems like she wants to know everything about you that she was unable to know from the short time that ya'll were aquainted.  You and Waylon are my favorite subjects of conversation because losing you has made me cherish each & every moment that I have been blessed with having Children & I love to see that same proud feeling in other parents faces as well.  I just want to tell everyone I see, to thank God each day for the blessings that they receive by being a parent, there's nothing in the World like it & I'll never regret getting such an early start at being a Mother!

    I Love You Baby Girl, Take care of my heart, it aches all day, everyday...........

Momma
 

     Some of the best Memories I have of Jessalyn, are the ones when , she would cancel her plans or cut them short, when she knew that Derrall was going out of town.  It was like she felt like she needed to be here with me to protect me, although I think it was because she felt sorry for me sitting at home alone.  So, she would prepare as if she were planning a schedule, by asking Derrall when he was leaving, what time he would be returning & anything else she could think to ask him.  I swear, most of the time, she knew more than I did about Derrall's schedule.  She had her ways of investigating everyone's next move as well as their last move. (Wonder where she got that from?) Well, Derrall is gone out-of town again & she's not here to protect me & Waylon like she used to do.  She always knew how to keep my mind off of things that were bothering me & she couldn't stand to see me sick or sad.  She would do anything she could to make something bad into something good & I'm really needing her now to make everything better.  I try to hold on to remembering all the times we spent together, the good times we had & the private talks we occasionally had but, knowing that she's no longer here to cure my sickness of loneliness & bring variety & sustenous to somewhat monotenous days & nights hurts more than I could ever explain.  

    As well as stopping me from looking forward to the days ahead.  I'll try to keep my sanity as much as possible for Derrall, Waylon & the rest of our Family, but without my baby Girl, I'll never be able to be the person I was before losing that sparkle in my eyes each time I looked at Jessalyn while I imagined the role I would play in Her & Her Family's Future.  I can imagine that she would have been alot like me as a Wife, (maybe a little more stubborn, if possible) & she would have made an Awesome Momma to any child.  This World & its future has suffered a great loss by losing Jessalyn.  I'll keep waking-up each morning to share my love & parenting skills with her Brothers & their Families & press on day by day so that I can be with Heaven's newest contribution of love & assett of Beauty, Jessalyn Miranda Combs..

Latest Condolences
Mama What a Difference You Made in Our Lives. April 13, 2012
 

  




Jessalyn, You would't believe the difference & changes that have took over Our Lives,Family & Home since You were taken away from Us.  I still watch for You to come walking in the back door @ night, or Maybe, I will answer the Telephone & I can hear You say," I'm okay,Mama, I'm on My way Home."  I miss Your Friendship & the sweet fact of knowing that You always had My Back & You were always there for Waylon & prepared to go to battle in defense & honor.  I know He can't talk, But, You wouldn't believe the Hurt that He has had to endure the last few years.  This past Year & the things that have taken place and the support he used to be blessed with has left Him wondering where His Family is & Why dosen't anyone want to spend time with Him anymore?  God Forbid, Anyone ask Waylon to go somewhere with them, He just might embarrass them, or scare their Children. 

  Since You've been gone, Everything & Everyone has changed, not for the better, like You would think after losing such a Young & Loving Person in their lives in such an unexpected & detrimental way.  I mean Hearts have hardened, compassion was here for a little while & then it faded away too.  My tears are the last thing I see each night now, along with the sounds of Whimpers & Prayers cried out in anger & confusion to the Lord, As I plead for whats left of Our Family to endure the pain and wish for the closeness and concern for each other to enter back into Our lives.  Nobody cares who gets hurt anymore, how many tears get wept, or How hurtful the words that flow from their selfish sin-fed mouths are to others anymore.

Matter of fact, I've learned about heartache & loneliness the last few years, and if I'm experiencing this, Waylon has to step every step with Me, & I would have thought that, We had been through so much & He's had to see so much sin,loss & illness as well as hearing the jeers & Titles, such as "Retarded" & the gawking stares from strangers as well as Family & Friends that Our lives could stand a little Blessing & Comfort for the rest of what little time we have left.

   Jessalyn, I am so sorry that You had to suffer the things You did & witness the selfishness & immaturity as You grew into an Adult, You were made to grow-up & be wiser than your years because of the mistakes I made & the Time I spent focusing on providing You & Your Brothers & Sister with anything you may have needed, But, I am so thankful, I  was made to see the light before it was too late, I cherish those days & nights we were able to share each others thoughts, wants & regrets &  I am content in knowing that I was able to show You what Happiness, Contentment & Unconditional Love in a Home and Marriage could actually be like & that you were able to experience the courage & dedication it often took to be able to share this joy & Family Values  within a Broken Marriage just as You had requested. If not for You, Your relationship with your Daddy would have been severed & Jealousy & hurtful actions would have been the center of Our Home & alot of Memorable Times would not have been experienced.  I will always be thankful to Derrall for giving You & Waylon as well as Brandy,Michael & Dewayne the opportunity for Your Daddy to be a Part of yall's growing-up & having the ability to share & watch you being raised to respect your Parents,Elders and The Lord.  It took all of us to mold you into a Kind-Hearted, Caring & Loving Daughter as well teaching you to be Independent & Responsible, Hard-Worker and pay your debts with money or a selfless act of kindness to others.  I look back and see that I wanted You to be everything that we were not or had not been able to achieve.  We were trying to mold you into a Responsible Parent, a Loving & Trusting Wife & a Proud & Appreciative Daughter & Protective Sister. Not knowing,that God had other Plans for Your Sweet Young Life. 

    I ask the Lord to send back some of those values that we instilled in You and Your Brothers & Sister so that we can learn from them & value their presence in Our Home & Family, Because right now, We are without that security & humble actions of selflessness & we have let the Devil take the place of the ones we lost.  So, I went to see one of God's deciples last night to Pray for and annoint Me & Waylon asked that Our Home be Blessed & reject all sinful actions & selfish acts. I Pray that Our Marriage can withstand & endure all evil temptations and Wordly Possessions that try to cause pain & heartache, I rebuke all vulgar language & ungodly actions so that Our Home will A Blessed Home & it's inhabitants will be Servants for the Lord & Uphold His Holy Name.  This is the only way, Me & Waylon will be able to Survive the loss of Your Presence,Boog and the absence of your deamanding conditions you always made sure we had as a Family and Extended Family.  You were Our Little Saviour & now I Pray for You and Papa Bullard to send Peace, Love & Blessing in Our Home & hearts.

   Jessalyn, come see Waylon in His dreams, He looks for You all the time.........

Mama Fought a Good Fight November 24, 2011
 

Mama Angels in Eternal Love May 26, 2011
 
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                                                         Jake & Jessalyn
                                  

                               "Still hard to conceive that You were both taken from Us, 
                   
    just a Month apart from each other in seperate accidents."
                          The more I read of Your Thoughts & out-cry of Love 
                               there seems to have been a sense of Your Fate 
                               clouding your confused & innocent thoughts...
Mama Sweet Sorrow April 15, 2011
 
I'm hoping to post some of your Poems & Phrases that I've been reading lately.  I have sat & cried every night this week, as I sat here with Waylon keeping an eye on Me.  I want to hear your voice, touch your hair, & smell Your favorite perfume, I tried so hard to see if your scent was still on the clothes in your closet.
  I can really feel You with Me, when I sit alone in Your car.  I can only  imagine the Memories that were made in the Ol' Geo.  Everytime someone stops by to see if I want to sell it, I run them off & so does Mr. White!!!!!!
 Girl, I feel like I need to get away from here for a while, I never go anywhere these days.  I spend most of my time trying to stay busy (when I feel well) or find Myself trying to please everyone else.  Your Brother is My rock, He keeps me here & I tend to keep a clear mind as I think & worry about his Future.  He just sits here with Me, Nobody wants to take Waylon anywhere or ask him to spend the night, (same ol-same ol)
Maybe I need to return the favors, huh? I want to take him to the Mountains, but I'm scared I will want to stay & not come back......
Well, I wanted to tell You that I Love & miss You something fierce.  I just feel like there is something Your trying to tell me at times, I get so damn depressed when I can't communicate with My Children...It sucks.....
Hoping for a peaceful weekend, taking care of a few things, and following" My Want To DO List" for a change, It's only 3 Pages long......
Send Me some peace, Baby Girl, these thoughts & feelings of emptiness are starting to worry Me....
Edwina~Troy Mitchell's mum Thinking of Jessalyn on her heavenly B/day January 22, 2011
 

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Her 1st Wheels Papa Daddy's Peach JESSALYN Nanny 3 Years Old Me & Jess daddy,waylon Waylon & Sissy Derrall & Juke Her favorite Picture Jessalyn & Dwayne Miss Hollywood Jessalyn & Janice Turtle & Aunt Boog