In Loving Memory of the Duchac Turner Babies

A Piece of Our Future is Missing

We miss two smiles we never saw, tiny noses never kissed, the peaceful sound of sleeping sighs, the wonder in our babies' eyes.

The clutch of tiny fingertips and bubbles blown from rosebud lips,

Lighting candles on their birthday cakes, adding inches to growth charts.

These we miss and so more more,

But we hold them in our hearts.

Parents David and Vicki

Siblings Ashlea, Brian, Kevin, Rebecca and Steven

You are both in my heart during this holiday season and sharing the spirit of it with me. You will always be my two miracles and share in everything I do.

Merry Christmas, My Angel Babies

Brilea Celeste Duchac Turner

Conception Date Friday, September 13, 2002

Estimated Due Date Friday, June 6, 2003

Miscarried Friday, November 29, 2002

" Our Little Rosebud"

Memories of Brilea Celeste Duchac Turner

September 13, 2002 - November 29, 2002

A faint pink line on a little stick announced your presence,

An unexpected but miraculous surprise,

I welcomed you into my life

And I fell in love.

Morning sickness, changing moods let me know you were with me,

Expected events, but still surprising,

I held you under my heart,

And love grew stronger.

My heart whispered to me I was carrying a tiny rosebud girl,

My body and soul smiled with the knowledge,

I prayed for you to bloom and grow.

And love grew stronger.

Days were brighter and nights no longer cold, long and lonely,

A tiny little being was creating light in my life.

Thoughts of you made me want to survive.

And love grew stronger.

With each passing day hope soared higher and higher,

Looking forward to holding you close,

Safe in my arms, my sweet daughter.

And love grew stronger.

I whispered and made plans with a small, unseen baby,

And I found you a gown for you to wear home,

Tiny pink hat, Pooh Bear and flowers.

And love grew stronger.

On a fall night in a cold, sterile place,

I had my first glimpse of your beautiful face,

A tiny heart beat beneath mine,

And love grew stronger.

Despite all the hopes, dreams, plans and prayers,

I knew it was time that we were to part,

I was losing a piece of my heart.

And love grew stronger.

We were now separate beings our lives torn apart,

I sang lullabies and whispered my love

To a perfect little girl born too soon.

And love grew stronger.

Counting ten little fingers and ten little toes,

I then gazed at the lovely face

Of a far , far too small rose.

And love grew stronger.

I never held you in my arms you were too tiny,

I held you in the palm of my hand

And forever in my heart.

I miss you.

And love grows stronger.

Dustin Kane Duchac Turner

Conception Date Friday, August 15, 2003

Estimated Due Date May 6, 2004

Miscarried September 26, 2003

A Letter to Dustin Kane Duchac Turner

August 15, 2003 -September 26, 2003

What do you say to one so small?

You fluttered in and out of my life like a butterfly,

Barely giving me time to know you at all.

That brief moment was a lifetime for you and a lifetime of memories for me.

In the short time you were with me,

You were a dream come true,

My prayers, hopes and plans for the future grew with you.

So many moments I looked forward to sharing with you and turning into memories,

The first time I would feel the butterfly stirring of a growing baby and those flutterings turning into strong kicks.

Holding you in my arms for the first time, your first smile, your first tooth, your first laugh, your first toddling little steps.

All those firsts would be an almost endless list and I looked forward to sharing all of them with you.

I often think just one time, but I know one time would never be enough when I dreamed of a lifetime with you.

Now that you aren't with me those dreams will never become reality,

But my love you for you is just as strong.

There is a special place in my heart where only you belong.

You are my beloved son, my precious baby, wherever I am and wherever I may go, I will carry you with me in that special place.

We are never apart.

I miss you, little DKD.

Sometimes in those soft sleeping moments, just before waking, I feel your warm breath, caress your tender skin, hear your dreaming sighs and sense the baby sweet aroma of you and you are still with me.

Then I awake and you are gone, leaving me to carry on.

Brilea and Dustin, your mommy will always love and miss you.

Sleep gently, my babies, sweet dreams.

Brilea Celeste and Dustin Kane