SAM
WE MISS YOU AND LOVE YOU!!!!
Feb 14, 1967-July 2, 1998
On July 2, 1998 at 1:16pm eastern time a very close and special person
was taken away from me and many others. Samantha Randall is a very loving,
caring person who always made us laugh and smile. From her jokes to WOOHOO
check out that fine butt and pinches it to add to her scrap book she never
left a dull minute pass when she was around. She never wanted us to have
pity on her and she doesn't want us to be crying forever about her death,
she wants us to remember her and to remember all the good times we had
together and someday.
Sam and I had a special bond between us. She
would always tell me Im everything she wants in a daughter and I never
could figure out why. I believe I asked her the night her and Rob (the
love of her life) why they wanted to adopt me as a daughter, and if my
memory stands right Sam told me " Your a total sweetie and a Angel..your
EVERY thing I want in a daughter!" From that day on the bond we had grew
even stronger. I knew Sam for over a year and since day one I knew she
was someone special that I wanted to be friends with. I would stick by
Sam in times when she didn't know what to do, at times when Rob and her
were having a rough spot. I told her to stick at it and one day she will
have Rob and I was right.
Rob is also some very special to me. I met him the first week or so that
I started chatting in Yahoo and since that day I have grown to love him
as a brother and so on. At first Rob and Sam were just friends but I knew
they would be more then friends. And I was right. Not to long after they
met and became close friends the fireworks started and I stuck by them
and watch their love grow. I have to add Rob in this page because without
him I don't think I would be this close to Sam. Those two have such a strong
love for each other that even one day apart was hard on them. Their love
is a real love, a strong love that showed. They were the love of each others
and I believe the first real true love for both. I have always hoped that
someday I would find love like they did, a love that was impossible to
break.
I
still cant face the fact that Sam is gone and that I will never get to
talk to her again. She meant a lot to me and when I was told she had passed
away I didn't believe it at first. I lost a best friend and someone who
I felt was family to me. Sam use to call me her Lil Angel, when I sent
her a Angel forward one day she sent it back to me saying that she
already have the best angel there is watching over her...ME!! Now I know
that Sam is watching over me and is now my angel. I will forever be her
angel and will still watch over her but she is now my angel and I know
she's watching over me and guiding me through these rough times and the
times that I still have to face.
On July fourth after I got home from the fireworks
and after fighting back tears the whole night I sat down and wrote a Poem
for Sam. I named it Tears because every time I start crying I could hear
Sam tell me that its Ok and that She's Ok and that I should be strong.
Then I would feel her wiping my tears away and giving me a hug.
Tears
I know I shouldn't cry
Its not want you want
But they are tears of sadness
Tears that try to be happy
Knowing you aren't hurting anymore
Hearing inside of me you saying
"Its Ok My Angel, I am fine
Im no longer suffering and
now I can watch over you
My Angel/Cyber-daugther.
Know I am proud of you
and know I love you,
Sam...aka Mom"
Tears will always be shed in
the memory of
Samantha Randall
This
is a Poem that Sam sent to a few of us its name is Remember Me. In
away I think Sam was trying to prepare us for her death, but in away she
was telling us how to remember her and everything. This poem is WONDERFUL
and I cry each time I read it because it is how Sam wants to be Remembered
by. But Sam has no faults nor weakness or prejudice against her fellow
man that I could see. She's a strong women and a fighter. She wants us
to do something to help some else live like her poem said. Going to donate
some money to a Cancer Research or becoming a bone marrow donor are two
things she would be very proud of and would smiles over each of us when
we did it. I am going to do those two things and when I donate my money
I just might put it in her name so someone else can receive her strength
even more and so they can see how much of a wonderful person she is.
Sam
this Poem you sent will always be close to my heart and soul and I will
always Remember you and remember how strong of a person you are and how
much of a fighter you are.
Remember
Me
The
day will come when my body will lie upon a white sheet neatly
tucked
under four corners of a mattress located in a hospital busily
occupied
with the living and the dying. At a certain time my brain
has
ceased to function and that, for all purposes my life has stopped.
When that happens, do not attempt to install artificial life into
my
body by the use of a machine. And don't call this my deathbed.
Let
it be called the Bed of Life, and let my body be taken from it to
help
others lead fuller lives.
Give my sight to the man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby's
face
or love in the eyes of a woman. Give my heart to a person whose
own
heart has caused nothing, but endless days of pain.
Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of
his
car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play. Give my
kidneys
to one who depends on a machine to exist. Take my bones,
every
muscle, every fiber and nerve in my body and find a way to make
a
crippled child walk.
Explore every corner of my brain. Take my cells, if necessary and
let
them grow so that, some day, a speechless boy will shout at the
crack
of a bat and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her
window.
Burn
what is left of me, and scatter the ashes to the winds to
help
the flowers grow.
If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weaknesses and
all
prejudice against my fellow man.
If, by chance, you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or
word
to someone who needs you. If you do all I have asked, I will
live
forever.
Sam's
Cousin Aimee, sent me this email just the other day. She thinks that Sam
wrote it for me..and I think so too....Its a Poem about an Angel and Sam
did call me her Angel so she wrote it with me in mind I belive. Its a wonderful
Poem and I will treasure it always! looks up at Sam and smiles..I never
know she was such a poet! But know I know and now she is my angel watching
over me.
My
Angel My Friend
WE HAVE ONE ANGEL
STANDING WATCH
ABOVE US AS WE SLEEP.
ANOTHER GATHERS
UP THE HOPES
AND DREAMS
WE WISH TO KEEP.
ONE ANGEL IS
THE TINY VOICE
THAT WHISPERS
IN OUR EARS.
WITH WORDS THAT OFFER
GOOD ADVICE
TO CONQUER GRIEF
AND FEARS.
OF COURSE WE HAVE ONE GUARDIAN
ONE FRIENDSHIP KEEPER TOO--
ANOTHER JUST TO HELP US MEND
THE THOUGHTLESS THINGS WE DO.
WE HAVE A HOST OF ANGELS
WHO KEEP US COMPANY
IN ORDER THAT WE MIGHT BECOME
THE BEST THAT WE CAN BE.
SATIN-1998
Its
taken me awhile to make this page for many reasons. One being well I only
had one phone line and I cant sit here and tie it up for 5 hours working,
and Second I could only do so much before I would start crying again, and
without the help of some friends I wouldn't know what to do. But this page
is almost done now and I gotta say it doesn't look to bad for something
that I did almost all on my own for once! So overall I feel better after
doing this page, feel a little bit better. I still hurt inside but I know
Sam is watching me from above....looks up and smiles at Sam, love ya girl!
Well
there are a few other pages out there for Sam that have been made. Rob
has made a page for his love and Sandra has made a page also, Then our
friend Debbie (gel) has made a page too, Please check out the their pages
and sign their guest books also.
Robs
Page for Sam
Sandra's
Page for Sam
Debbie's
Page for Sam
Also
check out the Scrapbook on Sandra's page for Sam's famous butts that she
LOVEs to grab and grin about!!
SAM
ROB
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