A DEATH HAS OCCURRED AND
EVERYTHING IS CHANGED,
WE ARE PAINFULLY AWARE
THAT LIFE CAN NEVER BE THE SAME
AGAIN. THAT YESTERDAY IS OVER,
THAT RELATIONSHIPS ONCE RICH
HAVE ENDED. BUT THERE IS ANOTHER
WAY TO LOOK AT THIS TRUTH.
IF LIFE NOW WENT ON THE SAME
WITHOUT THE PRESENCE OF THE
ONE WHO HAD DIED.
WE COULD ONLY CONCLUDE THAT
THE LIFE WE REMEMBER MADE
NO CONTRIBUTION, FILLED NO SPACE,
MEANT NOTHING, THE FACT THAT
THIS PERSON LEFT BEHIND A PLACE
THAT CANNOT BE FILLED IS A
HIGH TRIBUTE TO THIS INDIVIDUAL.
LIFE CAN BE THE SAME AFTER
A TRINKET HAS BEEN LOST,
BUT NEVER AFTER THE LOSS OF A TREASURE.


~PAUL ERNEST IRION~

It has been a year and a half since my Mulah died. I still don't know what is going on. I can finally say he "DIED" that I do know. I know how he died, and when he died. I know everything that could be done for him was done. I know it was an accident. But I am still So confused. "Why" is what I don't understand. Why my son, my Mulah Man. Why such a loving, caring, happy, little boy. A child who was so loved and wanted. A child that made so many people happy. A child that when you looked at him you saw nothing but the best. I would look at him and think he could be anything he wanted to be. He was going to be something special. I knew it. His smile was so beautiful, his eyes had this sparkle. Everyone loved him, and he loved everyone. You could not resist his charm, Yes a two year old had charm. He was special. Special from the beginning. And special to the end. Since his death, I have cried millions of tears. My heart breaks more and more each day for the empty space that his been left by his parting. I still haven't accepted that he is gone. I keep him in my everyday life. I keep his memory alive. I don't know what his task on earth was but I know he has taught me one thing. True Love. I now know that there really is true love. I loved my son when I was carrying him in my stomach, I loved my son when I first laid eyes on him, and I loved my son every second of every day of his life. Now that he has been gone I still love him, just as much as I did when he was alive. He was my baby, my bestest friend, my little helper, a very important part of my life. His death has left a whole in my heart, that cannot be filled. I don't ever want to find anything that could fill it either. That is his place, his special place that I keep for him. I will have it until the day I die, and be reunited with my special little boy.




AND CAN IT BE THAT IN A WORLD
SO FULL AND BUSY, THE LOSS OF
ONE SMALL CREATURE, CAN MAKE
A VOID IN ANY HEART, SO WIDE
AND DEEP, THAT NOTHING BUT
THE WIDTH AND DEPTH OF VAST
ETERNITY CAN FILL IT UP.

~CHARLES DICKENS~





MOMMY,
MY SHORT LIFE HAD MEANING,
I HAD A JOB TO DO,
GOD WANTED YOU TO KNOW THE
MEANING OF TRUE LOVE,
SO HE SENT ME TO YOU.

LOVE, MULAH