This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Hayden Isac Parsons, who was born at Winchester Medical Center in Winchester, Virginia on 24 January 2007. Hayden went to Heaven on 17 March 2010 at the age of 3 at Children's National Medical Center, Washington, DC. We will remember him forever in our hearts and in our minds.
Happy 9th Birthday in Heaven
Hayden Isac Parsons
January 24, 2016
March 17, 2010 ~ March 17, 2016
Hayden's 6th Year Angelversary
We love you and miss you so much!
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted
~My Mommy is a Survivor~
My Mommy is a survivor
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying at night
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands on the beach
that never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mommy,
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others...
a smile of disguise!
But through Heaven's door I see
tears flowing from her eyes.
My mommy tries to cope with death
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her knows
it is her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that angels
protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her
or ease the burden she bears.
So if you get a chance, go visit her...
and show her that you care.
For no matter what she says...
no matter what she feels.
My surviving mommy has a broken heart
That time wont ever heal
My Daddy Is a Survivor TooMy daddy is a survivor toowhich is no surprise to me.He's always been like a lighthousethat helps you cross a stormy sea.But, I walk with my daddy each dayto lift him when he's down.I wipe the tears he hides from others;He cries when no one's around.I watch him sit up late at nightwith my picture in his hand.He cries as he tries to grieve alone,and wishes he could understand.My daddy is like a tower of strength.He's the greatest of them all!But, there are times when he needs to cry...Please be there when he falls.Hold his hand or pat his shoulder...And tell him it's okay.Be his strength when he's sad,Help him mourn in his own way.Now, as I watch over my precious dadfrom the Heavens up above...I'm so proud that he's a survivor...And, I can still feel his love.
If tears could build a stairway
And memories a lane,
I'd walk right up to Heaven
And bring you home again!
Before you leave, please light a candle
~In Memory of Hayden~