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Tribute: MEMORIAL FOR PAMELA ANN SULLIVAN WALLER ~VON HYDENremove  EditDelete
Nameamela Ann Sullivan Waller Von HydenType:Memorial (for the deceased)To Honor:Individual(s)Location:Chicago, Illinois United States


To all who knew Pamela Waller~ She has passed away tonite!  

On this day February 15th 2009  My dear and close friend and sister of my heart has passed away. 

She had a heart attack , and went quickly so I heard from her roomate.

They tried everything to get her heart to start.

All the kings horses and all the kings men, couldn't get sweet Pamela's heart beating again.

I shall miss her terribly!  We were very close and I heard her voice on the phone every day for years.  Now there will be silence.  A silence that will be so awful for me.  I miss my sister of my heart .

I am in mourning.  I lost Rabia a little over a year ago.  Now I lost Pamela.

I pray to Heavenly Father that she didn't feel any pain.

Her roomate told me that she asked her moments before she went, if she was in pain and Pamela said.."no, I am fine"  Then she slumped over with some facial signs of some discomfort. 

Her roomate gave her CPR until the Ambulance came and they took over.  Used paddles and everything kept up the CPR...and in the hospital finally gave up as her heart would not start up.

She was a very talented writer.  I hate using the word "was". 

She was a mother, and grandmother, a sister and a wonderful human being. She was sensitive and loving.

I shall miss her forever.  She and I were so close, I do not know what to do with myself, now that I won't hear her voice everyday saying to me  "Hi Sissy!"  And ending each phone call with "I love you"  as I said that of course as well.  Always we said "I love you" at the end of each phone call and each message on the Instant Messaging.

She was my mentor for my writing .  And my biggest fan.

God Rest ye sister of mine heart.  My sweet Irish Sister Pamela Ann Sullivan Waller.

Sullivan was her maiden name.

She is survived by her daughters and sons and a grandson she loved dearly.

I love you sissy!

Sleep in the arms of the angels.

Jandi

p.s. Note for care 2 .  Please leave her groups for poetry up and also her profile page in her honour. She shall not be forgotten, and all her work should not be erased!!!   Please !  

 Thank you, Jandi D.

On this day February 15th 2009  My dear and close friend and sister of my heart has passed away. 

She had a heart attack , and went quickly so I heard from her roomate.

They tried everything to get her heart to start.

All the kings horses and all the kings men, couldn't get sweet Pamela's heart beating again.

I shall miss her terribly!  We were very close and I heard her voice on the phone every day for years.  Now there will be silence.  A silence that will be so awful for me.  I miss my sister of my heart .

I am in mourning.  I lost Rabia a little over a year ago.  Now I lost Pamela.

I pray to Heavenly Father that she didn't feel any pain.

Her roomate told me that she asked her moments before she went, if she was in pain and Pamela said.."no, I am fine"  Then she slumped over with some facial signs of some discomfort. 

Her roomate gave her CPR until the Ambulance came and they took over.  Used paddles and everything kept up the CPR...and in the hospital finally gave up as her heart would not start up.

She was a very talented writer.  I hate using the word "was". 

She was a mother, and grandmother, a sister and a wonderful human being. She was sensitive and loving.

I shall miss her forever.  She and I were so close, I do not know what to do with myself, now that I won't hear her voice everyday saying to me  "Hi Sissy!"  And ending each phone call with "I love you"  as I said that of course as well.  Always we said "I love you" at the end of each phone call and each message on the Instant Messaging.

She was my mentor for my writing .  And my biggest fan.

God Rest ye sister of mine heart.  My sweet Irish Sister Pamela Ann Sullivan Waller.

Sullivan was her maiden name.

She is survived by her daughters and sons and a grandson she loved dearly.

I love you sissy!

Sleep in the arms of the angels.

Jandi

p.s. Note for care 2 .  Please leave her groups for poetry up and also her profile page in her honour. She shall not be forgotten, and all her work should not be erased!!!   Please !  

 Thank you, Jandi D.

On this day February 15th 2009  My dear and close friend and sister of my heart has passed away. 

She had a heart attack , and went quickly so I heard from her roomate.

They tried everything to get her heart to start.

All the kings horses and all the kings men, couldn't get sweet Pamela's heart beating again.

I shall miss her terribly!  We were very close and I heard her voice on the phone every day for years.  Now there will be silence.  A silence that will be so awful for me.  I miss my sister of my heart .

I am in mourning.  I lost Rabia a little over a year ago.  Now I lost Pamela.

I pray to Heavenly Father that she didn't feel any pain.

Her roomate told me that she asked her moments before she went, if she was in pain and Pamela said.."no, I am fine"  Then she slumped over with some facial signs of some discomfort. 

Her roomate gave her CPR until the Ambulance came and they took over.  Used paddles and everything kept up the CPR...and in the hospital finally gave up as her heart would not start up.

She was a very talented writer.  I hate using the word "was". 

She was a mother, and grandmother, a sister and a wonderful human being. She was sensitive and loving.

I shall miss her forever.  She and I were so close, I do not know what to do with myself, now that I won't hear her voice everyday saying to me  "Hi Sissy!"  And ending each phone call with "I love you"  as I said that of course as well.  Always we said "I love you" at the end of each phone call and each message on the Instant Messaging.

She was my mentor for my writing .  And my biggest fan.

God Rest ye sister of mine heart.  My sweet Irish Sister Pamela Ann Sullivan Waller.

Sullivan was her maiden name.

She is survived by her daughters and sons and a grandson she loved dearly.

I love you sissy!

Sleep in the arms of the angels.

Jandi

p.s. note for care 2 .  Please leave her groups for poetry up and also her profile page in her honour. She shall not be forgotten, and all her work should not be erased!!!   Please !   Thank you, Jandi D.

Oh you aren't afraid of me
I am but a small monkey

I am happy you didn't fly away
You gave me some joy today

Just to visit with you and pet you
So beautiful with your wings of white
That can take you on a flight

I don't know where I will be
I am just a small monkey

I hope that I can grow up
And have fun in the trees
Like all the other monkey familys

I hope I don't get caught in some place
And hurt for a cream for someones face
Or given shocks of electricity
Or given shots of chemicals and things
I am just a small baby monkey

I wish to see so many things
And here you are
You beautiful white bird
You've come to visit me
One with such white wings

I am such a small monkey
I can almost hide behind you
Wish I could get on your back
And fly away with you
To safety and the tree's
Aboard your white wings.

My friend, my only friend,
A dove..
Stay awhile with me...please.
It is so nice to feel your wings

And listen to you coo
Such a beautiful Dove are you.

Wonder what is in store for me
When you fly so far away
I hope I see you again some day
My friend, my only friend
Dove.

by Jandi (c) 2008
All Rights Reserved

Nurturing True love

I'll love you always... always
because

You love me for who I am

Enjoy my laughter and foibles

You laugh with me at my silly and

funny ways.

Give me hugs often and don't break

away from those hugs too fast

Treat me with love and kindness

Treat me as precious as I do you

Love me through the good times

And remember the good times,

when we have a rough road to go.

Help me with the everyday chores,
So I may have more time to be with
you and have quality time.

Never yell at me, unless there is a

fire, and we have to run!

Speak softly to me, and look into my

eyes.

Smile at me every day!

When you see me not feeling well,
and I am not at my best, you still
see the woman you always loved,
And care for me.

Oh, it is so wonderful, when you

rub my aching feet.

When you do something I love... and I tell you, 

"Ooh, I like that!!"...

And you won't stop, cause you love to please me,

And I love to do that to you, to please you, my

sweet.

Notice that I am making an effort
to make your life easier, and

happier..

Because you see, I love you my

sweetheart, and that makes me

happy.

I notice when you put something on

that I especially like you to wear, or

a special aftershave...I see you and

remark, how handsome you

are...listen up for those moments

when I say things like that.

And every day, I see that you try to

make my life happier.

When you tell me I look so pretty,

and how lucky you feel, to have me

as your mate.

That we don't let a day go by where

we don't say "I love you,  I love

you."

And appreciate the things I do, as I

do appreciate all that you do...

And you compliment me on

something I tried to make for you

...but it didn't maybe turn out so

well, but you loved that I made it

with love.    And we can laugh!

When I've given birth and given you

our baby's, ...remember the

miracle, and the pain, and be extra
gentle with me....I am a woman.

Be my hero!  By being by my side
when I need you most...
Just as you see me there with you

always, my love.

When we get older, and things sort
of change and go south...lets hold
each other more often..and cherish
every moment together.

For you are a fortunate man, and I
am a fortunate woman, and that
we found one another, and we have
done everything we can to make
life better for one another.

Isn't that the greatest gift?

You are my sweetheart
You are my confident
You are my closest friend
You are my safety
You protect me
You are my funny face
You are my lover,
I have given of myself to you, as you

give yourself to me...and we are the
closest human beings in the world,
We have been "One"

How can I not love you?

by Jandi (c) 2008

~ In Heat,
 Such that I cannot sleep~
I have been trying to go to sleep,
I keep moving, tossing on my sheets

Wrapping around pillows,
Thinking of you in the
Deepest depths of me
Imagining all the giving
Of pleasure, for you and me

Feeling so much desire
I am in heat for your kissing..
For your special kind of loving
That sets me on fire

Hard to stay still,
My body in motion..
Thinkng of my wanting,
Of my craving to feel your
warm body next to mine..
and climb all over you and
Kiss your neck and lips,
Oh those soft lips!!
And make love with you

In heat, such that I cannot sleep
Thinking, remembering,

Just your kiss, your kiss,
Started this fire inside me
I am restless, and..

In heat, such that I cannot sleep.

I smile as I think of you
And your sweet and sensual ways
How happy I have been these
days,
Since you came into my life
And I am captivated by you
You swept me off my feet!
And now I am in heat...such,
that I cannot sleep.

Man, you do drive me insane.

I will try and go back to sleep

If you listen to the wind,
You may hear...
From my lips, that are smiling...
I will whisper your name..
Yes , Your name.

Awaiting to be with you soon,
You drive me wild
With hunger for you to be close
to me.
You have awakened my body
With heat, such that I cannot sleep.
 
You have awakened the Lioness in

my soul, a burning I can't explain.
It is kind of like pain..

Maybe to be tamed by you.


This started with a kiss
With such soft lips
Unexpected, and exciting
Like a drug, I am hooked; and
alive and awake, in heat, such

that I cannot sleep.

by Jandi (c)
2007All Rights Reserved

Believe again~

I really miss someone sweet  to kiss,
someone close and loving..

I miss the hugs I never got, but gave

so freely and truly.

And now, as I open my heart to

try.... I don't know why....or  how to

accept them, without wondering

what's the catch?

The giver, who now wishes  to

receive....

And the giver, now realizes, that

there  are people who would

decieve..

And that now, makes it hard to be

vulnerable.

And confusing to  know that there

are things not easy to  percieve.

I miss the hugs, the kind I give... I

miss the kisses...that I have known..

And now I am angry at me....

Because, I am afraid to let go, and

be hurt again.

This, .....is .....stifling me...I want to

feel more ....

More trusting.

More believing.

Less, questioning in my mind..

Knowing...just knowing that,

someday down the line.  There will

be someone, who will have the

patience to help me to trust again...

That would be just fine!
Someone to be just mine.

No tricks, no schemes,
No lies, no cheats,
No conning, coniving,

I'm open to that.
So I thought.

Now, I realize that I have deeper

wounds, then I ever realized before.

I just thank heaven, that I still have

room in my heart, for someone to

still care for.

Oh, why are there such games out

there.  Story's and lies , just to get

whatever.

What ever happened to feelings?

What ever happened to looking for

tomorrows.

Why jump in and take it all at once?

Why not enjoy the moments?

Why not enjoy the different

feelings?

Holding hands, caressing a face..
Smiling at each other.
.
Just being....quietly together...
Feeling safe in each other's arms.
Knowing there will come no harm.

Although I miss what was taken

from me...
I have not a broken

spirit..just a wee damaged....

and it can be healed ....
by the right one...at the right time....and the

right place.

I was thinking this...

I must
I must
I must not distrust...

Relax...
Deep breathe..

But then, of course,  I must not

allow any harm to come to me.

Such wonderings.

Deep Breathe...

Breathe in.....hold it....

Breathe out....

Relax.

Believe again.

by jandi (c) 2008
All Rights reserved