Kaelee Calita Rush-Gurak

Kaelee Calita Rush-Gurak
August 13, 2004 – September 12, 2004
Life will never be the same since you left on September 12th little one. Your eyes lit up the room and just your presence brought joy to everyone. I will never forget the way you looked into your mom’s eyes that day, you were talking to her.

You will always be loved and missed by Mom, Breanna, Kayne, Grannie Baker, Aunt Cherie and Uncle Joe. Loved always………

Dear Kaelee
It has been almost a year and a half since you had to leave us little one. There isn’t a day that goes by that we don’t think of you and feel sad that you had to leave.

We hope and prey that you are safe and happy where you are and that you are laughing and in the arms of Grampa Baker until we can all be together again.

Hugs and Kisses, Grannie Baker

Peanut

Tomorrow will be your third birthday. There isn’t a day that goes by we
don’t think of you and miss you tons. There’s a big birthday party, grampa’s
there, there’s a big cake and you are laughing and playing with all your
little friends. You are wearing your new party dress and Granny brought
ribbons for your ebony hair. At bedtime, I tuck you in and we read “Love You
Forever”. It was a beautiful dream, you were there. Kisses and hugs forever.

I heard a voice on the winds tonight,
Wondrously sweet and low,
Drifting down from the outer space,
Beyond the sunset’s glow,
And tonight on wings aerialBorne
o’er the snows and ice,
I’m hearing again the lifting voice,
From the gates of Paradise.
singing a song for me tonight,
Wondrously sweet and low,
Touching again the golden chords
Of just three years ago.

Always loved and always with us.
Mummy, Breanna, Kayne and Granny Baker

September 12, 2008

Dear Sweet Kaelee

We have missed your presence every day for the last 4 years. Each day, each night, every single breath we take. You are always in our thoughts and with us on every special day. We love you forever and for always. Soar high Sweet Pea.

Much Love
Mummy, Breanna, Kayne and Granny Baker

“Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die…”

August 13, 2015

Dearest Kaelee,

Today is your eleventh birthday. We have all continued to miss you as the years have passed and I know you are somewhere warm and cuddly, surrounded by your favorite things and people. On this earthly plane, we would have a party with streamers, balloons and more food than you could eat….all of your favorite things and cake! Following the family party you would most likely have a sleepover with your friends…..maybe camping in the yard or bodies everywhere on your bedroom floor with movies and laughter until the wee hours of the morning. What I would give to hear your mom say “I had to go out there at 2 am and quiet down the girls mom, they just wouldn’t stop.” You would have your own sense of style now and wear what you like and the colors that make you happy. How would you wear your ebony hair? Would your hair still be ebony? Who would your friends be? What would you like about school? Do you have hobbies or take music and art lessons? So much we have missed, so much you have missed.

The nightmares of that day remain on my soul but a dull memory that doesn’t visit very often now. My thoughts of you have now become fond memories of a touch, your smell, the feeling of your skin and the way you intently looked at people. I sometimes wonder how things might have been different had you stayed but it is then I remember all that is good in the world and how lucky we were to have you in our lives for the time that we did.

I think of you lots but never more than when I am at Westin Lake on Saltspring Island. There are thousands of beautiful dragonflies there of all different colors. I drift into the eddys in my dinghy and have special moments in thoughts of you surrounded by your presence amongst them surrounded by lotus flowers and lily pads.  Be well sweet baby girl. Granny loves you forever.