Aleah Jade Byfield

1996 - 2005
LocationBanbury
Age8 years
Date of Birth11/1996
Date of Death7/2005
Visitors3,504 since 27/07/2007
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Aleah was the youngest child born to me Veronica and her Dad Alan Byfield. She was born on the 20th
November 1996 at 6pm, at the Horton Hospital in Banbury where she spent all of her short life. She
was a well behaved baby & so beautiful, Aleah has an older brother Kyle who is 5 years older,
both children suffer from Asthma. She started nursery at the age of 2 and went on to St Johns Roman
Catholic Primary School at the age of 4. An energetic girl who was a squad member at Wade Gymnastic
Club, she also did Irish dancing and wanted to start the local athletic club.

Aleah was grown up for her years and was always there for everyone, family & friends alike, we
learned so much from her. She was so full of life, she loved art, dance & singing, although her
voice was so croaky and unusual, it was Aleah's trademark amongst family and friends.

Always happy with a big smile on her face and a glint in her eyes, her arms were always wide open
ready with a kiss and a cuddle for all she knew. Aleah had a fantastic sense of humour and was
always keen to share her sense of fun. Loved by all her teachers and friends who really did mean so
much to her.

She was very much into her fashion and beginning to bloom. Our lives changed so drastically on the
26th of July 2005, Aleah suffered an asthma attack so severe and with no warning.Although i gave
Aleah mouth to mouth and A &E worked to save her for over an hour, Sadly for us Aleah died at
5pm that day, at the very young age of 8, she is so sadly missed by all, but will live in our hearts
and never be forgotten..... God Bless love you always mummy,daddy&kyle
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thinking of ur angel xxx

WHEN ANGELS CAME FROM HEAVEN

When angels came from heaven
And flew away with you
We were left heartbroken
Not knowing what to do

There was no warning signs
Just a pair of pure white wings
And now we miss you very much
And all the joy you used to bring

We feel an empty space inside
Its a place you used to be
And no one can replace you ever
Even though now your free

We keep asking the same question
Why did it have to be you
But theres never any answers
So what more can we do

We just hold on to your memorys
And keep that space open for you
And when we meet again some day
Our skys shall all turn blue

We miss you more each day that passes
As absence makes the heart grow stronger
And we shall love you forever more
No matter where you wander.
FLY HIGH ANGEL FOR NOW YOU ARE FREE
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Lynne 1 week ago

luv always x

☆`* ☆ * ☆ Angel Kisses ☆`* ☆ * ☆


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Our angels send us kisses from heaven above
They float down to earth with lots of love
The kisses they send us are filled with love
Especially from our angels above
So if you receive a kiss on your face
It's from your angel
That no one could replace
Just look up to the sky
And blow a kiss back
For your love for your angel
Shall never lack

Lynne 4 weeks ago

thinking of u xxx

How We Survive

If we are fortunate,
we are given a warning.

If not,
there is only the sudden horror,
the wrench of being torn apart;
of being reminded
that nothing is permanent,
not even the ones we love,
the ones our lives revolve around.

Life is a fragile affair.
We are all dancing
on the edge of a precipice,
a dizzying cliff so high
we can't see the bottom.

One by one,
we lose those we love most
into the dark ravine.

So we must cherish them
without reservation.
Now.
Today.
This minute.
We will lose them
or they will lose us
someday.
This is certain.
There is no time for bickering.
And their loss
will leave a great pit in our hearts;
a pit we struggle to avoid
during the day
and fall into at night.

Some,
unable to accept this loss,
unable to determine
the worth of life without them,
jump into that black pit
spiritually or physically,
hoping to find them there.

And some survive
the shock,
the denial,
the horror,
the bargaining,
the barren, empty aching,
the unanswered prayers,
the sleepless nights
when their breath is crushed
under the weight of silence
and all that it means.

Somehow, some survive all that and,
like a flower opening after a storm,
they slowly begin to remember
the one they lost
in a different way...

The laughter,
the irrepressible spirit,
the generous heart,
the way their smile made them feel,
the encouragement they gave
even as their own dreams were dying.

And in time, they fill the pit
with other memories
the only memories that really matter.

We will still cry.
We will always cry.
But with loving reflection
more than hopeless longing.

And that is how we survive.
That is how the story should end.
That is how they would want it to be.

..♥..*• ♥ .•**•.. ♥ .•**•H+A.. ♥ .•**•.. ♥ .•**..♥..

Lynne October 23, 2009

Memory is a lovely lane
Where hearts are ever true
A lane we so often travel down
Because it leads to you.

I am so sorry that I have not been on the site as much recently, but I am always thinking of you and your family with love. God bless. Angie xx

Angie Illingworth July 28, 2009

22ND MARCH 2009

♥ † ♥ Mother's Day ♥ † ♥

There are a special group of women
Who you might not know or recognize
They are the ones on Mother's Day
With big tears in their eyes.

Some might have children that you see
but what you don't know
Is that they also have children
that only they can see.

They can see them in a special way
That way is as an Angel
For what you don't understand is
They have all seen, felt, or held an Angel.

Mother's Day is their day too
Try to see that fact
That their hearts are full of pain
Because you too
Didn't see their Angel.

Happy Mother's Day
to all the Moms who have
seen, felt, or held an Angel.

Love,

♥ † ♥ Your Angel in Heaven ♥ † ♥

Jude Swaddle March 22, 2009

we all still really miss youuu, we went to the valentines dance at bgn, and you were mentioned more than once, we all still all really miss you, and wish you were here,
all my love molly- L Xx Xx Xx Xx

Molly Langan February 21, 2009

Messenger of God
Oh, Little Butterfly,
Messenger of God,
When I see you in the sky
I cannot help but nod.
You bring me respite
From grief and despair
Every time I see you
Sailing through the air.
You renew my faith
In all God's wondrous plan,
And I know it's all in FAITH,
Not in what I understand.
Kathryn Poland (4-12-01)
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Love
Kim

Kim Traore (Friend) December 22, 2008

Prayer for Those Who Suffer
For those who suffer,
and those who cry this night,
give them repose, Lord;
a pause in their burdens.
Let there be minutes
where they experience peace,
not of man
but of angels.
Love them, Lord,
when others cannot.
Hold them, Lord,
when we fail with human arms.
Hear their prayers
and give them the ability to hear You back
in whatever language they best understand.

Margaret A. Davidson
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Love
Kim

Kim Traore (Friend) December 20, 2008

Prayer for Those Who Suffer
For those who suffer,
and those who cry this night,
give them repose, Lord;
a pause in their burdens.
Let there be minutes
where they experience peace,
not of man
but of angels.
Love them, Lord,
when others cannot.
Hold them, Lord,
when we fail with human arms.
Hear their prayers
and give them the ability to hear You back
in whatever language they best understand.

Margaret A. Davidson
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Love
Kim

Kim Traore (Friend) December 20, 2008

I Am Always With You
When I am gone, release me, let me go.
I have so many things to see and do,
You mustn't tie yourself to me with too many tears,
But be thankful we had so many good years.
I gave you my love, and you can only guess
How much you've given me in happiness.
I thank you for the love that you have shown,
But now it is time I traveled on alone.
So grieve for me a while, if grieve you must
Then let your grief be comforted by trust
That it is only for a while that we must part,
So treasure the memories within your heart.
I won't be far away for life goes on.
And if you need me, call and I will come.
Though you can't see or touch me, I will be near
And if you listen with your heart, you'll hear
All my love around you soft and clear
And then, when you come this way alone,
I'll greet you with a smile and a "Welcome Home".
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Kim Traore (Friend) December 4, 2008
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