Justin Steven Wigham

To the family of Justin and his copious amounts of friends:
It's so hard to find words to say.  I know that you are hurting, and I want you to know I care.   Since I can't seem to find words, I thought I'd share this poem with you.

"I'm Going To Heaven"
By: Joan Clifton

If I can, I'm going to Heaven.
Though, I cannot chart the course
And I care not if by death's door
Or by fiery chariot horse.

For, I caught a glimpse of Jesus,
Of His glory and His grace,
And I want to go to Heaven.
For, I hear He lights the place.

In my wild imaginations,
I envision crystal seas -
Golden street, and shining rivers,
And a house built just for me.

But, the thing that makes my heart leap
Is the friends and loved ones there.
Most of all, I think of Jesus;
Looking on His face, so fair!

Now, some people think I'm funny
And some say that I am strange.
Some would sure go with me.
Some will wait and then arrange.

I pray they all will have the time
To meet my Jesus, too.
As for me, I'm going to Heaven.
I'll be watching, friend, for you!



Please know you are in my heart & in my prayers. Justin, this worlds gonna miss ya!  Give Casey a big hug for me

                     

MEMORIES

 

Life stands still and aches with memories.

Memories that aches so deeply of a precious life cut too short.

My son Patrick who left me behind to grieve

a loss that has no words, no definition,

no explanation, no concept.

I am left only with sorrowful feelings that linger deep

within my wounded soul reminding me to hold on to those

bittersweet memories.

These memories which came from a life that I love

so dearly and treasure.

God, help me to keep those powerful memories

because today I cherish them more than my own existence,

for it is my memories of my son Patrick, who is my life and

my light until the end.

 

Dedicated to my son Patrick Christian Barbosa

This little boy came into your life

Your best friend he became

For the rest of his life

One cut too short

A senseless tragedy

But God puts angels among us

And now I see

They bless our lives

With their time in this world

Love and laughter

And so much more

We are all better

For having him in our lives

We are changed forever

Now that he’s said goodbye

Make sense though we try

Oh this mysterious life

Let go and let God

She said as she cried

So play the pipes

Let the mourners come

This angel among us

His time is done

God called him home

Gone from this earthly plane

But I will pray to God

To see him again

Though my selfish heart

Wants to see him once more

I will take solace in knowing

That there’s another angel above

I will look to stars to see him there

That shining smile

Those eyes so bright

See him in the Holy Light

This angel who’s time

On this earth is done

He is our angel

He is our son

And when it’s time for me to go,

To join you in heaven high.

My wings I shall spread wide and I will fly away and will see you soon

love you Jeff

Justin's life lives on....Justine Arianna, Justin's namesake, was born January 21, 2010 at 6:50pm.  She is just like Justin.  She is a calm and loving spirit.  Soft spoken, easy going, non-demanding baby.  Easy to be with, easy to be around, already the apple of everyone's eyes.  I remember Justin's first few days of life.  He was so easy to care for, so easy to be with.  He was very low maintenance.  Rarely criied.  Justine has his spirit.  She is Justin reborn.  Justine has already filled the void that Justin left.  She has all the love and care that Justin did.  She is surrounded by love and care.

 

Thank you Justin for watching over your sister Brittany and making sure that her delivery, the delivery of your niece Justine was smoothe and problem free.  I felt your spirit in the room and we all prayed for you to help Brittany and talked about you throughout the day.  I love you son and your niece will forever hear stories about your life. 

 

 

Hi Bear,

     I need to ask you a favor. Shane went up to Heaven last night. You know what a huge part of our lives he was. It's just very unbelievable. My favor is that if you could please watch over my brother. He has had so many people close to him pass away. Shane was his best friend and a part of our family. He's having a really hard time. Shane was living with him sense he got back from Ireland. Also, please watch over Shane's family. The heartache that they are going through I know is unberrible. Please watch over Kyle he's really gonna need a guardian Angel right now. Please help there family and our family through this sad time. Tell Shane we love him and thanks for all the great memories. I still can't believe this is real. I love you babe, and I think about you all day, everyday. I miss you. Please show Shane around.  I'm sure you guys are having a great time up there. I love you so much.

                         

Dear Justin,

You are the strength of this family. We miss you every minute of every day. Every one of us has felt you near. You are here with our family, watching over all. Thank you for the lessons you taught us in your short but loving life. I believe your beautiful spirit and ever loving kindness for all that crossed your path is the true way to live your life. Thank you for the lessons you taught me, I only hope all of this family has learned to live their life the way you lived yours. You are a gift to us from God.

I love and miss you and will forever try to be as good a person as you are. Keep watching over all of our young ones, guide them, keep them safe and watch for Old Aunt Lon... I will see you some day soon.

Reply to "Letter from Heaven"

 

My Dearest Loved one:

 

I received your Letter from Heaven,

It made the teardrops fall.

But knowing you’re with God above,

Sweet memories, I will recall.

 

I know that you are with me,

For I feel your presence near.

And if I listen closely,

Your voice I then can hear.

 

I know you’re watching o’er me,

As you promised you would do.

And when I feel so saddened,

It’s your letter that sees me through.

 

When I lay in bed at night,

The day’s chores put to flight,

I truly feel your presence,

Like a warm and glowing light.

 

 The rocky roads you mentioned,

And the hills that I must climb;

I’ve done exactly what you said,

By taking one day at a time.

 

I’ve tried to help others,

Who are in sorrow and in pain.

And now I am contented,

My day was not in vain.

 

I’ll lend a hand, as you have said

When someone is feeling low.

I’ll pray for them and be here,

‘Till on their way they go.

 

And when it’s time for me to go,

To join you in heaven high.

My wings I shall spread wide,

To my home up in the sky.

Author

Ruth Ann Mahaffey

And in the end it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years. - Abe Lincoln

Justin was taken too soon but he did enjoy more life in those years and brought so much joy to all.  We miss you