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"That was and still is the great disaster of my life - that lovely, lovely little boy... There's no tragedy in life like the death of a child. Things never get back to the way they were."  DWIGHT D. EISENHOWER (1890-1969) on the death of his first son

 

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Motherland the Film
Written by Corinne O'Flynn   
Motherland the Film

RTF is proud to be a supporting partner of Motherland the Film.  It is an honor to be a part of this event, and help spread the word about this new documentary as part of National Grief Support Week - December 15-21, 2008.

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Candlelight Remembrance Event
Written by Corinne O'Flynn   

  Please Join Us for our 2nd Annual Candlelight Remembrance Event

Saturday, December 6th, 2008
at the RTF Angel Memorial Plaza
East Bank Park in Parker, Colorado,

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A Place to Remember
Written by Corinne O'Flynn   
Path to AngelWelcome to the RTF Angel Memorial Plaza, in Parker Colorado, USA. 

When you arrive at the park, you'll walk along the tree-lined path that follows Cherry Creek.  You'll pass the picnic tables and visitor shelter.  Continue north and you'll see the town's arboretum and all the young trees that are growing there in a natural setting.  If you wander through there you'll learn the names of just about every tree that is native to the area.  Cross the old steel bridge and you'll find an open field with horseshoe prints from rides on the equestrian trail.  Look to your left and you'll see an angel.
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Rebecca and RiAnn Colpaert
Written by Maria Colpaert   
Rebecca and RiAnn
RiAnn Emiely Colpaert  and Rebecca RiAnn Colpaert
Identical Twins - Precious Daughters
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Site Makeover!
Written by RTF   
We have a new look!  This is the first phase in our site makeover, which will make more of our content available to you at a glance!  All of the content that you are used to seeing on the home page is just about exactly where it used to be.  The menu on the left contains all of the same items as it did before. The horizonal menu has been added, and it duplicates some of the items that appear on the left.  Over the coming weeks we will begin to streamline the site content and present to you a more organized, and user-friendly website.  Thank you for your patience during our transition and let us know if you run into any unexpected issues.
 
The Presence of Angels
Written by Julie A. VanGorder   

Angel

By: Julie A. VanGorder

Angels have become hip.  They’re not just religious symbols or restricted to legend-lore.  Angelic imagery surrounds us in some shape and form while references to them are everywhere. 

Those cute Cherubim and Seraphim flourish every Valentine’s Day.  You’ll find angels in the kitchen if you enjoy angel hair pasta and angel food cake.  Remember the show, Touched by an Angel?  What about the movie, Angels in the Outfield?  The holiday classic; It’s A Wonderful Life with Clarence, reminds us that every time a bell rings an angel gets their wings!

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Ryan Michael Wherry
Written by Sandra Courtney-Wherry   
Active Image Ryan  Michael Wherry 01/31/03 - 01/29/04


The line above is usually what most people know about Ryan when they first meet me here.  Some may have read Ryan’s story in the forum, but to many it may seem like my loss happened so long ago that I can’t remember the breathtaking sadness of watching my son die.  I assure you, that is not the case.  What has changed is my relationship to that sadness, the way that I live with it, and the ways that Ryan still is part of my days.

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Ramblings of a Grieving Mother
Written by Corinne O'Flynn   

Active ImageDo you know me?  I used to be so cheerful, the proud owner of an easy smile.  I was optimistic and upbeat; pointing out the silver lining behind each of the dark and looming clouds.  I was walking across the bridge into motherhood, and felt full of dreams for this baby that was growing inside me, our baby, my baby.

Do you remember me?  I used to love going out with my friends, chatting on the phone, hanging out doing nothing, dishing over the gossip columns.  I was the one who laughed the hardest when we saw that show together.  I was the one who would spend hours shopping with you to find that perfect dress for your special event. 

I was the one.  I was.

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