| Leslie Serina |
| My Little Angel |
| Leslie Serina November 20, 1996 10 1/2 ounces 9 1/2 inches long |
| Hello. Thank you for visiting my web site. My name is Leslie Serina. I became an angel on November 20, 1996, which is also my Grandpa Garland's birthday. My mommies name is Stacey. She is doing this site as a memorial to me. My mommy found out she was pregnant with me on July 28, 1996. She was so excited. What she didn't know was that I had a chromosome abnormality called Trisomy 9. It is a rare genetic disorder. In stead of having two of the ninth chromosome, I had three. To find out more about Trisomy please visit www.trisomyonline.org. On the day that I was born, my Grandpa Garland and Grandma Linda were there along with my Aunt Cheryl and mommies good friend Shelly. They came to welcome me to the world and say goodbye. It meant alot to my mommy to have all these people there to comfort her. The doctors and nurses at University Hospital in Omaha, Nebraska were really wonderful and took really good care of mommy and me. They let me stay with mommy and she got to hold me and she even got to give me a sponge bath. A minister came in and I was baptized. Now I am in Heaven playing with all my angel friends on the rainbow slide. I still let my mommy know that I am with her. Thank you for visiting me. Don't forget to sign my guest book. Come back real soon. |
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| This poem was written for me by my Grandma Linda. Leslie Serina So small; So frail; So beautiful. You are my first Grandchild. My angel, I love you so. Rest well in Gods arms, As you are His angel now. I love you! Grandma Linda 11-20-96 |
| Little Angels When God calls little children to dwell with Him above, We mortals sometimes 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. Perhaps 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 takes but few To make the land of Heaven more beautiful to view. Believing this is difficult still 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. -Author Unknown |
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| Stacey: Mommy Thom: Mommys Husband Grandpa Garland Grandma Linda Great Grandpa: Poppa Dean Great Grandma: Betty Aunt Cheryl Uncle Curt Cousin: Elizabeth Lots of Great Aunts and Uncles Many other family members and friends. |
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| My mommy has let me go to slide on the Rainbow slide with all my angel friends. She had also lit a candle, that never goes out, for me. If you would like to see them visit the links below. |
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| Mommy and Me |
| Leslie Serina November 20, 1996 |
| An angel, in the book of life, wrote down this baby's birth, and whispered as she closed the book, "too beautiful for earth". |
| The music playing in the background is "Nobody Knows" by Kevin Sharp from his "Measure of a Man" CD This is Mommy's song to me. The following is Mommy's favorite part: "Why didn't I say the things I needed to say, how could I let my angel get away, now my world is just a-tumblin' down, I can say it so clearly, but you're nowhere around. The nights are lonely, the days are so sad, and I just keep thinkin' about the love that we had, and I'm missing you, and nobody knows it but me." |