Kevin's Watch

It is hard to believe that it has only been a year...

Wow. One year. Isaiah would be pleased to know that he is remembered so fondly.

I swear, it seems like just last month...

Seems like just a few weeks ago when Fisty and Shadow and I would be gabbing away on MSN chat on Saturday nights.

I still have him on my contact list...

Me too. I transported him across from my old list.

Sum sui generis
Vs

Yeah, he's still on mine, too. Tracie could play a prank one day, and give us all a heart attack!

*grins slyly*

I miss those chats, btw. We need to start doing that again.

Coming up on two years since Isaiah's passing....

Sweet peace come to me
Calm the chaos churning within
Sweet Jesus enwrap me
Enlighten my heart so dim

My soul seeks Thee
In breathless desperation it cries
Sweet Jesus enwrap me
As my body slowly dies...
--Isaiah John Adderly, found by Tracie Hammon 1/18/06

Sweet peace indeed my friend, you are missed.

Man, I loved when Isaiah and I would tease you.

There is nothing about Isaiah that doesn't boggle my mind. From his life before we knew him - to learning how long he'd been lurking - to how much he came to mean to us in so short a time - to how much we learned about you, Tracie, because of him ----

Isaiah, I'm very grateful for having had the chance to know you.

I need love,
love's divine
Please forgive me now I see that I've been blind
Give me love,
love is what I need
to help me know my name

We celebrated Isaiah's birthday on the 3rd. The girls made a cake and we all sat around our table and took turns speaking out our favorite memories of him. Chelsea remembers laying next to him as he passed and she sang the song that she sang to him that day.

Oh, my baby, when you're dying
Believe the healing of His hand
Here in Heaven we will wait for your arrival
Here in Heaven you will finally understand
Here in Heaven we will wait for your arrival
Here in Heaven you will finally understand

Worry not my daughters,
Worry not my sons
Child, when life don't seem worth livin'
Come to Jesus and let Him hold you in His arms

Furls Fire wrote:beautiful birdie

ah, my heart. I feel such joy for him, and yet I find myself longing for more time with him. The "if onlies" tumble over themselves in my mind. If only I had insisted he come over sooner, if only he had spoken up long before he did, if only he didn't have such a horrid doctor over in the UK...if only, if only, if only. I have to keep reminding myself, however, that that wasn't God's plan. He came when he was supposed to. At the end...going Home with a heart full of love...the beginning of his new journey.

Peace,
Tracie

If I should be the first to go
mourn not the grave I lie,
although my chair is empty
my spirit did not die.

Death is not a foe to fear
When mortal time is through.
The tears I shed are sadness
at thoughts of leaving you.

I'll miss your cherished love,
The looks, the touches that said
when one of us was hurt-
the others always bled.

Memories are the blessing
that endure beyond the dust,
we accept the will of God
and do the things we must.

If I should be the first to go
I'll mark the path with care
so when you follow in my steps-
you'll find me waiting there.

Stephen C. McKinney...10 years old, 1979

how is it possible that, at 10, one could write this, know to write this? What an amazing child; I am sure an amazing person. I never knew Stephen or Isaiah. Don't know more that what is written here. But I am left speechless by their legacies here. and in you all.

HUGGLESSSSSSSSSSS iQuestor!!

Sorry about the delayed response, I didn't see your post in here until today. Stephen and Isaiah became very special to our Watch Family. If you would like to read more of Stephen's writing and posts by Isaiah you can go to the memorial thread I set up, gosh, over 3 years ago in Stephen's name. Isaiah (or Shadowlurker as he was known here) lurked for about 6 months before finally starting to post after reading Stephen's thread. In my eyes...and heart...it was a miracle, because my brother's writing led him to us, and he passed knowing he was loved.

It was 3 years ago this past March 7th that Isaiah lost his battle with AIDS. This is for him...

Love's Divine---Seal

Then the rainstorm came over me
And I felt my spirit break
I had lost all of my belief you see
And realize my mistake
But time through a prayer to me
And all around me became still

I need love, love's divine
Please forgive me now I see that I've been blind
Give me love, loves is what I need to help me know my name

Through the rainstorm came sanctuary
And I felt my spirit fly
I had found all of my reality
I realize what it takes

'Cause I need love, love's divine
Please forgive me now I see that I've been blind
Give me love, loves is what I need to help me know my name

Oh I don't bet [don't bet], don't break [don't break]
Show me how to live and promise me you won't forsake
'Cause love can help me know my name

Well I try to say there's nothing wrong
But inside I felt me lying all alone
But the message here was plain to see
Believe in me…

'Cause I need love, love's divine
Please forgive me now I see that I've been blind
Give me love, love is what I need to help me know my name

Oh I, don't bet [don't bet], don't break [don't break]
Show me how to live and promise me you won't forsake
'Cause love can help me know my name

Love can help me know my name.

{Edit}

On this 4th anniversary of Isaiah's passing I offer this...

God saw you getting tired
when a cure was not to be
so He closed His arms around you
and whispered, "Come to Me"

You didn't deserve what you went through
so He gave you rest
God's garden must be beautiful
He only takes the best

And when we saw you sleeping
so peaceful and free of pain
we could not wish you back
to suffer that again.

4 years....

Where does it go???

I mentioned this over in the gen disc thread but I thought I would move it over here...

We have been going to the court every day for the past week, fighting his "parents" (and I use the term very very loosely) over moving his body back to Alabama.

Well...

The case was continued until Monday. I was hoping it would have been wrapped up yesterday. The judge has requested all of Isaiah's med records. I had given her the original of Isaiah's will, where it clearly states that he wanted to be laid to rest here on the mountain. I'm assuming she wants to compare that date to specific dates in his med recs, check for dementia, make sure that he was of "sound mind and body" when he did the will.

Sigh...

I know this is bothering him, he comes to me in my dreams and he seems so agitated. I talk to him daily, tell him to rest in peace, I won't let anyone take him from here.

Those people caused him so much grief, and they still are.

Wow. I'm embarrassed at how long it's been since I came to this thread. How did that legal battle work out?

Heh...

Isaiah is still here.

IIRC, you described what all happened over on the Hangar, right Furls?

I sure did

Making a very long story short, the judge decided that Isaiah's wishes should be upheld. But, even if she hadn't, there is no way in hell that I would ever let anyone remove him from here. Even if it meant going to jail. And I so much as told the judge that...

Glad everything worked our in his favor.

4 years....

Where does it go???

Indeed....