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John Allen
Burian Sr.
Hi Grampa, I
miss you so much. I know that you were there in the room when I was born, I see the movies
and pictures you so proudly took. Grampa, you were so glad that I was a girl, remember my
Mommy kept saying NO I am having a boy?? Boy, did I surprise Mom.
Grampa, you gave me the mane " Mouse
", you never called me anything else, I was your Mouse Girl. Gramma still calls me
that. As was your way, you even made up a dance for me.
Because you were so sick, you used to hold
me on your chest alot, and whisper in my tiny ears. Sometimes, I almost feel that I can
hear you whispering in my ears yet today.
I see the pictures of my 1st Halloween, with
me sitting in the basket of your electric scooter, you tooling me around the block taking
me trick or treating. Grampa, you took so much delight in having me in your basket and
letting me ride with you.
My 1st. Xmas was your last. You took all of
the family to Nashville, your favorite place, you wanted all of us together because you
did know it would be your last Xmas. Grampa, I had so much fun, even though I was only a
baby. I love the picture of you and me in your basket on Xmas Day, you really loved to
ride me around in Opreyland. You and me could go so fast on your scooter, we were always
way ahead of the rest, who had to walk.
We have so many pictures of you and all of
the family of that last special Xmas.At the time, we did not know that it would be your
last. You gave us all a wonderful way to remember Xmas with you with all of us.
Grampa, the night before you died, you were
sleeping, and on 100% oxygen, when Mom carried me into your hospital room, Gramma called
out " is there a Mouse in the house " like Gramma always did.... you opened your
eyes and held out your arms to hold me for a few min. You even gave me a last kiss.
Grampa, I am so glad that I got to be in your loving arms that night. I love you so much,
and always will.
Grampa, Mom & Gramma are keeping you
alive in all of us babies, they talk to us all about you every time they can.
I know that you are an Angel now, and are
watching over me and Mom. Remember that car accident Mom and me were in?? We know that you
had your Angel wings around Mommy and me, or we would have been hurt real bad.
Grampa, I am going to be 3 years old this
June. I wish you were here to help me to celebrate, but, I know you will be with me with
your wings, watching everything I do.
I am getting so big, and growing like a
weed. Gramma can't believe how tall I am getting.
Mom and me, moved to Texas in Sept. of 1999.
I like it in Texas. The weather is nice and warm,,, NO SNOW!!! But, sometimes I do miss
the snow, for playing in.
Grampa, I miss you and have so many pictures
of you and me together. I always kiss your picture, and say good-night to my PaPa. Mom
told me that you are up in Heaven , way up in the sky, and sometimes I try to see you, and
I talk to you in the sky. I love you so much and miss having you with me to hold and kiss
me.
PaPa, please always be with me, to help
guide me and protect me. I really need you to be with me at all times.
I sort of feel special at times, I have my
very own " Angel Grampa " , wrap your wings around me and whisper in my ear at
night.
Grampa, I will always miss you, but feel
good knowing that you are out of pain and are in Heaven looking down at me all the
time.Please, Grampa be with me for my birthday. This will be my 1st. one in Texas.
I love you, and send you lots of hugs and
kisses.... please blow some back to me.
I hope you like my picture. Gramma got me
the dress in Florida, and I am wearing my cowgirl boots.
Love you forever, and some day I will be
joined with you again.
Until that time...... your Mouse sends you
all my love.
I almost forgot to thank you for the
presents that you bought ahead of time to give to me after you were gone,
Love you Grampa, hugs and kisses
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
From your Mouse
girlxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxooxoxoox
- Submitted by Angel Nicole Burian
- March 5, 2000
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Dear PAPA,
I love and miss you so much. You always called me your
diddle girl. Remember our special dance, I can still do it.
PAPA, I was only 1 year old when you died and went to
heaven. Grampa, there were lots of times when you would talk to just me when I was
younger. You would tell me funny things and we would laugh together in my crib.
Now, that I am getting older, I am losing that power to
hear and talk to you. I know you with your WINGS are still with me, but, I just can't hear
you anymore.
Oh, PAPA, sometimes, I get a small hint that you are
there, sometimes I think that I can sort of feel your wings flutter around me. I love that
PAPA.
I see all the pictures of you holding me on your lap and
me pulling on your long oxygen cord. I did not know that it hurt you when I did that, you
never yelled at me.
You, PAPA, were always so patient with all of us babies,
there were times when 2 of us, Mouse and myself would be crawling around you and we got
caught up in your cord, but, you never yelled at us.
This Halloween, Mom & Dad and myself, your diddle girl
had to have a discussion about what I would be for treat or treating.
Mom and Dad wanted me to be a " Princess " but I
wanted to be like you PAPA, and be an ANGEL, so we had to compromise. I was a "
PRINCESS ANGEL " . Mom had to sew me my wings and put them on my dress. I wanted to
really feel what a pair of wings felt like.
I was so proud, when anyone would ask me what I was , I
told them, " My PAPA's Angel " , at the big Oregon Paper, the reporter even took
my picture of me " PAPA"s ANGEL "
PAPA, I do miss our secret talks we use to have, but
Gramma told me that as a baby gets older, they lose the gift to talk with their Angel. I
wish this wasn't so, but, I do believe it. Because, I just can't talk to you like before.
PAPA, I kiss you every night, I can almost feel that
fluffy beard of yours so softly touch my face as you kiss me good-night.
I still kiss your picture every night. When ever Gramma
puts your ring around her neck on a chain, I say " PAPA's ring and try to hold it, so
we can feel each other "
PAPA, I am getting so big. Mom & Dad take me to Play
and Story time.
PAPA, you would be so proud and laugh so hard as I do some
programs, like Toon Town, Fisher Prize and lots more. I use your computer. I can almost
picture you standing next to me , being proud of me, but in your own way, telling me to be
very care-ful on your computer.
Every one tells me that you always had to have EVERY THING
PERFECT. You always were so good to all of us babies. All of your babies are perfect, but,
you would have had so much to teach me and the others . No one is like you PAPA, you were
so special. No one can ever take your place. I love you, and always will.
As I sleep, please spread your Angel Wings around my bed
to keep me safe.
PAPA, please be with me at all times to help me go thru
life, try to guide me. I will always know that you are watching me and know you and your
wings are with me.
I even have my own E.mail address, if you ever get the
chance to write.
I am starting to talk so much, I just wish I could still
talk right to you, like when I was little.
I will always love you, forever & ever. I will always
remember how special you are to me. Help to keep me safe PAPA. I would like to ask you to
be at all my life events.I need you with me forever. I don't really understand, why you
had to die, but Gramma tells me, that God needed another Angel, so God picked you.
Gramma tells me that someday we will all go to Heaven and
when we are all together we will have the biggest party ever.
PAPA, thank you for being my "Angel PAPA "
Love to you and lots of kisses and hugs
Sandra Lee Chritton......AKA... Diddle Diddle
I am so proud of my name that Gramma jokes that I will
still be using Diddle Diddle when I start school.
March 9, 2000
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Darling John, This picture is the way I remember us. This
was our Prom. It does not seem possible that 34 & 1/2 yrs have passed.
John, I must ask you for your help. I find it so hard to
make it on my own here with-out you. I know you know all the problems that I am going thru
at this point. John, you were always here with me to help me with anything and everything.
I don't know how to go thru everything alone.
We were so young when we married. You took right over for
me. You were my friend, my lover, my companion. You helped me with all the every day
things, and also the very important things. Now. my love, I feel that I am all alone.
I think the whole family needs your wisdom at this time.
Things seem to be falling apart. No one is able to get pass the loss of you. You were the
glue that kept us all together.
I know what you would say.... but... our children don't
want to believe me.
Darling, I need you with me now more than ever. To help me
get thru these messes & troubles. I am trying to keep on going, but it is getting very
hard. You did try to prepare me while you were still here. You never pictured the kids
actimg this way. John, as my ANGEL, Help me, guide me.
Honey, try to find a way to show me what to do.
I love you so much. I try to stay strong for the family,
but, inside, I am really scared. Spread your Angel Wings around me, and help to guide me.
I will see you in heaven some day. As Diddle said " we will have the biggest Party
ever "
Your loving wife, Sandra
Remember to be with all the grandbabies, as I cannot.
Protect them all. You can now look down from Heaven and
watch each one.
Watch our children, help them when they are heading for
trouble.
I need you to let me know that you are around me. I know
that you really can't help me, but, let me know if I am doing right.
To my life-long husband ( we did keep our contract) May
you be happy and free of all your pain, I love you John, Sandra
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