In Loving Memory

Gage Alexander Peterson

July 13, 1997 - July 13, 1997

I lost my precious baby boy in a miscarriage when I was barely 4 months pregnant with him. I wondered for a long time why God would choose to take him from me before I had a chance to see or hold him. Before I had a chance to say hello. I finally realized that he always belonged to God, and was only lent to me by him. He was with me for such a short time, but I will always cherish those 4 months with him. Although I never got to see his beautiful face, or hold him in my arms, I know I will one day. God gave me his littlest angel, and now he holds him in his arms, until that day comes when I can hold him in mine.

I love you Gage Alexander Peterson, you are my first and only child, I know you are happy in Heaven with God. And I know you have lots of other babies to play with. Babies who were also taken too soon, but will forever be our Guardian Angels.

On January 25, 2000, you will be two. I miss not being there when you took your first step, or said your first word. You are growing up so fast, and so far away from me. It seems like only yesterday I found out I was going to have you, and I knew right away you were to be a boy! Happy Birthday a little early sweetheart! I will send your present in a balloon, so be looking for it!

I cry for you every night when I go to sleep, how I wish I could see you just once, even if only in a dream. Although sometimes I just feel your presence. When I'm sad, or having a bad day, I feel as though you are right next to me saying: "It's okay Mommy, I love you and I'm happy." That helps me get through those days. I miss you honey, and I pray everyday that our time apart will go quickly.

I love you with all my heart Gage...Forever

God lent me an Angel
By Heather Peterson

          Softly you crept into my heart,
          like the footsteps upon a billowing cloud
          your arms of love wrapped around me
          you came with Angel's wings.
          Those wings carried you into my womb,
          where you rested for only a brief moment.
          Like a whisper you were here,
          so small but so huge in my heart.
          You belonged to God,
          only lent to me by him,
          your presence was a strong one yes,
          your ability to stay was weak.
          God called you back to him,
          my Angel lent to me,
          you left with Angels wings.
          Your smile now brightens up the heavens,
          as seen by the stars at night.
          A twinkle in your eye, music in your voice,
          you re-joined God's heavenly chorus.
          You are my miracle,
          my love, my heart, and my soul.
          You not only became my child,
          but my Guardian Angel as well.
          A love shown by someone so small,
          yet given by someone so big.
          God gave me his littlest Angel,
          and I had to give you back to him.
          I was once in the arms of an Angel for a time,
          and ached for one in mine.
          To my beautiful baby boy:
          Dance in God's sunshine, lay in God's arms,
          thrive on God's love,and be happy....

An angel given to me, taken oh so soon...

I thank you God for the lend of an Angel.

Happy Mother's Day Mommy
By Heather Peterson

A kiss to you on Mother's Day
a hug from me to you,
I know that you are sad sometimes
I know that you are blue.

Please wipe away that tear,
and put on a happy face.
For I'm with God in Heaven now,
And oh, Mommy, what a wonderful place!

God gave me wings so I could fly,
they are white with a hint of blue.
I'm a big boy Mommy, with these wings of mine,
they carry me down to visit you.

God is teaching me how to catch your prayers
prayers that come as wishes.
Your wish is the same everyday,
a wish that I could have stayed.

I have a prayer for you now Mommy,
I pray that you will hear,
God needed me here with him,
I have no pain or fear.

For I am an Angel now you see,
I watch over you each night and day.
A little piece of Heaven on earth,
guiding you on your way.

I come to tuck you in each night,
as you wanted to do with me.
I hear your prayers and kiss your cheek,
and then I watch you dream.

Before I leave you and go back home,
I look at you and sigh.
And as I fly back to heaven,
I sing you a lull-a-bye.

A kiss to you on Mother's Day,
a hug from me to you.
I love you Mommy,
please don't cry,
you'll get to hold me soon.

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