| Location | Tulare, California |
| Age | 15 years |
| Cause of Death | Suicide |
| Date of Birth | 12/02/1992 |
| Date of Death | 08/09/2007 |
| Visitors | 3,701 since 30/09/2009 |
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Zane was born on Feb 12, 1992. Mom was planning on going to the farm show , but the doc said go home,
get ready. He left this world on Sept 8th, 2007.
His preschool years were crazy. The neighborhood was on constant red alert for the little blond boy. He had a way of taking
off wandering with his dogs. Everytime he was found, he would act as if nothing was wrong . Once I found him walking through
the neighbors mature corn field, not scared at all. His version of hide and seek, and his face would light up with a smile
when I found him, Making it impossible to punish him, for once again giving me a heart attack.
He won his first reward in Kindergarten. His teacher, scrambling to come up with an appropriate positive reward for each
student, awarded him the certificate for his skills in Oral Communication. Aka " He who cant stop talking".
The kid was remarkably lucky. Every raffle he entered into he won. A special stone from the rock show, a bike, even an ipod .
He also always managed to get the biggest fish, winning the $5 bet with friends when they went fishing.
He loved animals, and was always bringing little kittens ( usually feral,) and anything else he could find in the house .
He was a good student at Sundale, and had many friends. At his 8th grade graduation, he won the outstanding Ag student award .
He was very proud of that. In highschool, his Freshman year, he was involved with football, the marching band and FFA.
As a sophmore, He intended to continue with football, weight training and many other sports.
Zane loved everything outdoors. He loved to go fishing, ride quads, archery , shooting, wildlife and just being outdoors. Together
with his cousin and best friend James, the two of them would come up with the most crazy stunts that boys do to amuse each
other and cause instant grey hair growth to the parents. God love boys!
His long time intentions were to be A United States Marine. And just recently he had decided to become a police officer
after his stint with the Marines.
He really was a great, caring, respectful person, and a mother couldnt ask for a better son.
His death was certainly unexpected. His decision to take his own life was spur of the moment panic. Anyone reading this thinking it would be a cool thing to do....let me tell you , you are too young to understand just how UNCOOL this is. It will completely devastate your parents and change their lives forever, not in a good way. Seek some help. Talk to someody. You ARE worth living.
I Only Wanted You. They say memories are golden... well maybe that is
true. I never wanted memories, I only wanted you. A million times I
needed you, a million times I cried. If love alone could have saved
you, you never would have died. In life I loved you dearly... In death
I love you still. In my heart you hold a place... no one could ever
fill. If tears could build a stairway and heartache made a lane, I'd
walk the path to heaven and bring you back again. Our family chain is
broken,and nothing seems the same. But as God calls us one by one, the
chain will link again.
" once more, Ill say goodbye to you, "
Winter by Bayside
When winter falls next year,
I’ll be holding on to anything nailed down.
As for being patient,
With fate and all it's getting old.
And my mind is slowly changing.
I’m calling all my oldest friends,
Saying sorry for this mess we’re in.
And I’m waiting, waiting,
For the sun to come and melt this snow,
Wash away the pain and give me back control, control.
An angel got his wings and we'll hold our heads up,
Knowing that he’s fine.
We’d all be lucky to have a love like that in a lifetime.
Should we still set his plate?
Should we still save his chair?
Should we still buy him gifts?
And if we don’t did we not care?
It makes you think about the life you've led,
The s**t you’ve done, the things you've said,
And its grounding, grounding.
I’ve been feeling 3 feet tall this month, hardly indestructible,
But the snow melts and the rhythm still goes on.
An angel got his wings and we'll hold our heads up,
Knowing that he’s fine.
We’d all be lucky to have a love like that in a lifetime.
Friends stay side by side.
In life and death you’ve always stole my heart.
You’ll always mean so much to me it’s hard to believe this.
These nights in vans,
These nights in bars,
Don’t mean a thing with empty hearts.
With empty hearts.
An angel got his wings and we'll hold our heads up,
Knowing that he’s fine.
We'd all be lucky to have a love like that in a lifetime.
Friends stay side by side.
In life and death you always stole my heart.
You’ve always meant so much to me it’s hard to believe.
So much to me it’s hard to believe.
So much to me it’s hard to believe this.
˚◦ ♥ ◦˚◦ (((Zane))) ˚◦ ♥ ◦˚◦
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♥ ◦˚◦ ♥ ◦˚◦Your life was a blessing♥ ◦˚◦♥ ◦˚◦
◦˚◦♥ ◦˚◦your memory a treasure...♥ ◦˚◦♥ ◦˚◦◦˚◦♥
◦˚◦♥ ◦˚◦You are loved beyond words♥ ◦˚◦♥ ◦˚◦
♥ ◦˚◦and missed beyond measure...◦˚◦♥ ◦˚◦
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Love Donna,
(foreverJASONsmom)
xxxooo
Let me come in where you are weeping, friend,
and let me take your hand,
I, who have known such a sorrow as yours, can understand,
let me come in, I would be very still beside you in your grief,
I would not bid you cease your weeping, friend, tears bring relief,
let me come in, and hold your hand,
for I have known a sorrow such as yours, and understand.
Grace Noll Crowell
I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep
I could see that you were crying, you found it hard to sleep.
I spoke to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times your hands reached out to me.
I was with you at the shops today, your arms were getting sore,
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care,
I want to reassure you, that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key,
I gently put my hand on you, I smiled and said "it's me."
You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair,
I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there.
It's possible for me to be so near you every day,
to say to you with certainty, "I never went away."
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew........
in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.
The day is over....... I smile and watch you yawning
and say "goodnight, God bless, I'll see you in the morning"
and when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see,
be patient, live your journey out ... then come home to be with me.
For Mothers Day
Dear Mr. Hallmark
I am writing to you from Heaven and though it might appear a rather strange idea,
I see everything from here.
I just popped in to visit your stores to find a card,
a card of love for my Mother as this day for her is hard.
There must be some mistake I thought, every card you could imagine,
except I could not find a card from a child who lives in Heaven.
She is still a Mother, too, no matter where I reside,
I had to leave, she understands, but oh, the tears she’s cried.
I thought that if I wrote you, that you would come to know
that though I live in Heaven now I still love my Mother so.
She talks with me, she dreams with me, we still share laughter too,
memories are our way of speaking now, could you see what you could do?
My Mother, she carries me in her heart, her tears she hides from sight,
she writes poems to honour me sometimes, far into the night.
She plants flowers in my garden, there my living memory dwells,
she writes to other grieving parents trying to ease their pain as well.So you see Mr. Hallmark, though I no longer live on earth ,
I must find a way to remind her of her wondrous worth.
She needs to be honoured and remembered too,
just as the children on Earth will do.
Thank you Mr. Hallmark, I know you’ll do your best,
I have done all I can do, to you I’ll leave the rest.
Find a way to tell her, how much she means to me,
until I can do it for myself, when she joins me in Eternity.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZANE
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Birthday Remembrance
Thinking of you on your birthday Zane
But that is nothing new
For no day dawns and no day ends
Without a thought of you.
We cannot send a birthday card,
Your hand we cannot touch,
But God will take our greetings
To the one we love so much.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZANE
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bigs hugs from me to you and your family
and friends that you miss you ever day but
in our hearts forever you will not be forgotin
all my love hugs and xxxx from me Sylvie
mommy of Samantha Belanger and
Granddaughter of Albert and Marie-Jeanne
Belanger take care bye for now.
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We gather to share the suffering and tragedy we’ve known,
somehow it’s a comfort to know you’re not alone.
We share with one another the hidden burdens that we bear,
of how we’ve been cheated by a life that’s so unfair.
Together we empty our hearts each yearning for relief,
it helps to ease the pressure but the feeling is brief.
We desperately search for answers that we know we’ll never find,
questions we keep asking in our quest for peace of mind.
This secret world of hurt of which before I never knew,
now provides the only shelter from this storm we’re going through.
We feel an instant connection a kinship of the soul,
joining together in our journey, longing to be made whole.
After all is said and done we know we search in vain,
until we again see our loved ones, the emptiness will remain.
Thinking of you, Angel Zane and sending love to your Mumma, Sandra xx
We gather to share the suffering and tragedy we’ve known,
somehow it’s a comfort to know you’re not alone.
We share with one another the hidden burdens that we bear,
of how we’ve been cheated by a life that’s so unfair.
Together we empty our hearts each yearning for relief,
it helps to ease the pressure but the feeling is brief.
We desperately search for answers that we know we’ll never find,
questions we keep asking in our quest for peace of mind.
This secret world of hurt of which before I never knew,
now provides the only shelter from this storm we’re going through.
We feel an instant connection a kinship of the soul,
joining together in our journey, longing to be made whole.
After all is said and done we know we search in vain,
until we again see our loved ones, the emptiness will remain.
Thinking of you, Angel Zane and sending love to your Mumma, Sandra xx
Zane, I hope you and Ashley are up there drinking lots of Monster and talking about how much you miss your moms' cooking. Send your mama a sign...she misses you terribly even while trying to help all of us other angels mamas.
Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped away
into the next room.
I am I,
and you are you;
whatever we were to each other,
that, we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name,
speak to me in the easy way
which you always used,
put no difference in your tone,
wear no forced air
of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we shared together.
Let my name ever be
the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect,
without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all
that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was.
There is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you,
for an interval,
somewhere very near,
just around the corner.
All is well.
Henry Scott Holland
1847 -1918
Lovr to you in Heaven, dear Zane
and to your Mumma,also
from Lee, Nick's Mum in NZ
Although I seem to hide it
My sorrow's still so deep
Missing you in silence
Quietly I weep
I long to see your smile
Hear your laughter, hug you tight
But you're no longer with me
You've headed toward the light
I'm sure you are quite happy
Here on earth I miss you so
Asking that same question
Why was it you that had to go?
I am sure there is an answer...
One that might make sense
When others offer reasons
I'm just on the defence
If they could understand me
Know how hard life is with grief
Just hold my hand and listen...
That would be a great relief
Although I seem to hide it
My sorrow's still so deep
Missing you in silence...
Quietly I weep
with love to you in Heaven, Zane and to your dear Mumma Sandra
from Lee, Nick's Mum in NZ
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