MEET MY SON WAYNE M. JOHNSON JR.

This page is here to honor my son Wayne M. Johnson Jr. forever 18 years old. Wayne entered heaven on July 15, 2001, at the hands of a drunk and drugged driver.
My life will never be as it was again. This pain is nothing like anyone can imagine, it haunts you for the rest of your life. It is a very hard path to follow, and a path no parent wants to travel. For me the fun times were watching my son turn into a young adult and seeing him juggle and talk about his plans for the future. He had a full time job that he liked, and was enrolled in Centralia Community College to complete his high school diploma, and was planning to enroll in their welding program. Wayne's dream was to be an entertainer. He could juggle anything, knives, flaming torches, ride his unicycle, and much more. He had made a commitment to himself that this was how he wanted his life to go. And he was successfully implementing his goals.
I have found much help on the internet through groups of parents who have lost children. They have been my main support and I thank all of them. There is always someone on line to talk with. As I was surfing the internet for some answers to this grief, I came across this from "The Compassionate Friends".
A Child Loss
A loss of a child to a mother, is very hard to concieve. To carry a baby, watch them grow, to be cruelly ripped away. The emptiness is a hole, that is black and cold. Your arms are forever empty, longing for the child you no longer hold. Life is unreal to live, after such a loss. Shaking, crying, and starving. Wondering why this has to be. There is no answer no one can give. Grieving, the rest of her life, is the path of a mother. Something no mother should do. A path that I wish no other, had to walk down.
Veronica Kerperien-Robinson

Walk With A Friend

I cannot ease your aching heart,
Nor take your pain away,
But let me stay and take your hand
And walk with you today.

I'll listen when you need to talk,
I'll wipe away your tears
I'll share your worries when they come
I'll help you with your fears

I'm here and I will stand by you,
each hill you have to climb,
So take my hand, let's face the world,
Live one day at a time!

You're not alone, for I'm here,
I'll go that extra mile,
And when your grief is easier,
I'll help you learn to smile!

(Author Unknown)

Sent to me by a special online friend