Dance of Heaven

Dance of Heaven

Under the stars
captivated by you
I hold you in my arms 
this is my Dream come true
wonderful and beautiful
my precious child
It's been so long since my
heart has felt this light
I whisper the words

I Love You
while We dance as one
wishing that I'd never have
to see the rising sun
Dancing for eternity
lost in our embrace
under the stars

Original poem by:Leno Pineiro
(I have taken the liberty by changing it for my needs)

D'Evelyn's Ballet Folklórico

Anna and her school performed today at the Denver Art Museum.  

Believe it or not, this is Anna's French Teacher...Apparently she speaks many languages...

A day at the park...

Kaleb and Christine...

She is the founder of the Kyle David Miller Foundation.  

Check out their site.

I honestly can't remember the last time I was at a park...not a baseball park, but a park where children are playing...little kids are running around giggling and screaming.  If I had to guess, and I will guess high...this has been the third time since Maddux died.  Natalie and her friend Katie wanted to have a sleep over.  I had to drop Chase off for a baseball game and suggested to Katie's mom, to lets meet at this park.  I remember taking Natalie to this park when I was pregnant with Maddux.  Katie has alittle brother named Kobe, who is three.  Natalie has taken such a liking to this little boy...She absolutely LOVES him...as you can see by the pictures.  She would have been such a good big sister...

Do you know...

How many hundreds of self photographs I have of this girl on my computer...?  I admit, she is good.

This is one of my favorites...

The movie Seven Pounds...

This by far was one of the best movies I have ever seen.  I watched it with Chase, and we cried, and cried.  Near the end of the movie Chase asked me if he would go to Heaven, with everything that he had done and was doing...and honestly, I could not answer his question.  Watch the trailer. It is now available on DVD...I am wondering why I never saw it in the theaters?

CLICK HERE TO WATCH THE PREVIEW:  Seven Pounds

Colorado interests:

Sculpture's journey

Luis Jimenez, an award-winning artist, was commissioned to create a 32-foot horse sculpture, called Mustang, for display at Denver International Airport. The artist lost his life and the city's cost more than doubled on the road to the sculpture's installation.

1992: City of Denver commissions the sculpture for $300,000 with a 1996 delivery date.

2001: The city changed the planned location of Mustang to inside the terminal, from a site on Pena Boulevard.

2003: After several delays, the city sued Jimenez to get its $165,000 advance payment back. Jimenez, countersued because DIA wanted to place his sculpture inside.

2004: An agreement was reached calling for Jimenez to meet certain deadlines leading to installation of the piece and Mustang would be installed outside. Jimenez would receive the remaining $135,000 on his contract.

2005: Jimenez continued to miss deadlines.

2006: Jimenez was killed when part of the sculpture fell on him in his New Mexico studio.

2007: The city took possession of the sculpture in mid-October. The piece took a detour to California for repairs and safety upgrades. A budget of $350,000 was approved to rehab the sculpture, ship it, install it and dedicate it.

Pet Peeves of the day...

This one set me off... PETA is pecking away at NASCAR fans doing the chicken dance. People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals wants the Guinness records people to ignore an attempt to set a new record for the chicken dance. Around 125,000 fans were at the Talladega Superspeedway Sunday and many were shaking their tail feathers. KFC was the sponsor of the record attempt and PETA charges the Colonel is cruel to chickens. A KFC spokesman denies the allegations.

Seriously...Can't PETA find something better and more useful to do with their time and donation money?

Naming the Child

I wrote this as a “gift book”—not in the conventional sense, it’s not exactly a coffee table book. But it was my hope that those who who knew somebody who is suffering in isolation would buy the book for them and take it to them. This simple act can open the door of conversation. It is a really good way to say, “I’m here, I’ll talk whenever you’re ready. I’m not afraid of the subject.”— Jenny

I received my copy from Jenny yesterday.  I can't tell you how beautifully written it is, or how the stories told are done so with beauty, dignity and grace...  I am completely honored and humbled that Maddux's story is included.  This is a must buy for everyone.  One day, you will eventually know somebody that has experienced the death of an infant.  Read this, and it can help you, help them.  Wish this book was around 4 years ago...

Thoughts and prayers please...

Click HERE to read about what happened at Columbine High School.

Today is the anniversary of the Columbine Shootings. My thoughts and prayers are with ALL the families that were involved. This event hits close to home, especially now that I have two children who attend highschool within 2 miles of Columbine. We have visited the memorial and it is simply beautiful. (picture courtesy of the Denver Post)

Somebody wasn't happy that school was in session today...

Snow fun with Natalie, Baxter and Jeter...

Drought? What Drought?

If you haven't been watching the news, you would not know that we had a huge storm blast through Colorado last night and all day today.  Surprisingly, all of the kids had school.  Nat's did get early release, but poor Chase and Anna had to drill out the whole day...poor things.

Baxter just loves the snow...

Our trees were getting scary looking.  Looked like the were snow monsters ready to come alive and eat us...
Poor, poor Jeter Dog...look at his little balls...
Here is Anna, of course having some fun...Looks like she was trying to tumble (which she was not) and got stuck...LOL!!!
Our back deck around 7pm
The Girls, and Baxter...Having some fun.
On my way picking up Chase and Anna from the bus stop in Evergreen.  Only took them an hour to get from school to home.  I thanked the bus driver profusely for getting my kids home safely. 

California, here we come!

Razzle Dazzle Cosmetics

I am officially a representative for Razzle Dazzle Cosmetics.  This all has to do with Cheerleading, of course.  If you know me, I love to do the girls makeup.  I love to come up with new ideas.  I just love to play.  So, if you or anybody you know needs help with your Teams 'look,' feel free to give me a call or shoot me an email.  I'd love to help.  

Who know?  This might even help pay for some of my girls tuition.  How nice would that be?

cheryl@razzledazzlecosmetics.com or

cherhag@aol.com

303-596-6935

April is...

YOU GUESSED IT!

NATIONAL DONATE LIFE  AWARENESS MONTH!

Organ and tissue transplants offer patients a new chance at healthy, productive, normal lives and return them to their families, friends and communities. You have the power to change someone's world by being a donor. It's about living. It's about Life.

Click HERE to learn more about how you can help...

Talent?

This is a self portrait of Anna.  She took the photo by herself, and edited it by herself.  Might just have a photographer in the family...

D'Evelyn Highschool JV Baseball

Chase

Really???

Holy Cow...it's been along time since I have posted anything on here.  Guess that Facebook thing really is alittle addictive.  

Question?

Can my Dark Period be over this quickly?  There was something so cleansing about last night.  I cried with Sandy, released Maddux's balloon's, had dinner with my family and good friends, Ali and her family.  Today, I am up, showered and feel ready to take on the world.  Watch out!

Angel Balloons...

These three balloons are for three other angels that share Maddux's angel day...Baby Truman, baby Taylor and baby Emma...blessings little angels.

Here are some of the balloons that we released tonight for Maddux.  

Letter I wanted to share...from Brona's mommy...

Dear Cheryl,

I know that tomorow, four years ago, your precious son, Maddux Achilles Haggard past away. I know it was your last precious day, your last precious hours, your last precious minutes, your last moments to last you the rest of your life with him. I know they were the last moments you had with him where his tubes were removed, tape taken off and his bare and beautiful body surrounded in your loving arms. I see how breathtaking he looked. I will never forget you having to convince me that he was already dead in the photographs. I stared agape at the incredible love in your arms holding him, how alive he looked, how perfect. His skin so soft and smooth, his complexion clear and baby perfect. Unyeilding beauty.

I sit here in tears, knowing and not knowing how hard this journey has been for you. I only know how hard it has been/is for me and can't imagine it would be any less tragic, but perhaps more so, because you've now had four years to miss him. Four years without Anna, Natalie, and Chase having their little brother to play with, pick on, teach, and tease, four years with Mike missing his youngest son, four years of missed birthdays, christmas's and halloweens, four years without him. He would have been, should have been, turning four years old, playing with trucks, getting dirty, playing with his big brothers and sisters, mommy and daddy, not four years in memory.

But I am so glad that he was here. I'm so glad you got to hold him. I'm so grateful to him for giving me what I get look at everyday in my photographs of my one and only son. His mommy did that for me. You did that for me and thousands (i think) of other mommy's and daddy's. You both gave all of us the chance to picture the love we really feel for our children. You both did that. Your love for Maddux was so big that it spilled out, all over the world, and has crept into the beds, isolets, NICU's, delivery rooms, and arms, where forever sleeping babies lie. Maddux and your love for him is there, a little bit in all of us. You make him live through your love and your memory. More people love him through you, you've made us all love him and miss him too.

I'm so sorry Cheryl. I'm so sorry that Maddux died. I'm so sorry that he's not here, but i'm so glad that he was.

Darjee,
Brona's mom.

I received this email from Brona's mom this morning.  I really wanted to share this with you. Everything she wrote about, she wrote from her heart.  These are perhaps the most beautiful words anyone has ever spoken to me.  And they are spoken from another bereaved mother. And not just from any mother, but from Brona's mother.  How I cherish each and every friendship that has developed from heartache and tears... from the loss of our precious babies.

Thank you baby Brona, for bringing your mommy into my life.    

Maddux's birthday cakes...

I made this one...

Natalie made this one...

I made cupcakes to take to my womens bible study...

Smallest Wingless...

Maddux Achilles Haggard

Delivered into this world, February 4th, 2005 

Received unto the Lord, February 10th, 2005

Dear son, we've been waiting for you

Thrilled beside ourselves that you've arrived

White coats came in, heads held low

Talked for a bit, shuffled outside

We closed the curtains,

Held each other,

And cried

We said hello at the same time that we said goodbye.

And smallest wingless, oh you came to us

Leaving as soon as you'd arrived

But sadness is just love wasted

With no heart to place it inside

We closed the curtains,

Held each other,

And cried

We said hello at the same time that we said goodbye.

We closed the curtains

Held on to one another

And cried

We said hello at the same time that we said goodbye.

Craig Cardiff - Smallest Wingless

for Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep

Professional Cheer Images

Finally, I have a wonderful friend who is a professional photographer, who LOVES to shoot my girls.  Yeah!

Uplifting...

I am reading the book "The Shack"  by Wm Paul Young.  My friend Roberta lent it to me, and said that she thought of me throughout the book...I am half way through it.  It is so touching, personal and heartwarming.  I came across two passages that mean so much to me.  I wanted to share them.

Said God to Mackenzie:  "Pain has a way of clipping our wings and keeping us from being able to fly...And if left unresolved for very long, you can almost forget that you were ever created to fly in the first place."  

Said God to Mackenzie:  "There are millions of reasons to allow pain and hurt and suffering rather that to eradicate them, but most of those reasons can only be understood within each person's story.  I am not evil.  You are the ones who embrace fear and pain and power and rights so readily in your relationships.  But your choices are also not stronger than my purposes, and I will use every choice you make for the ultimate good and the most loving outcome."