Tim Daniel Kincaid

1984 - 2001
LocationDalton,ga
Age16 years
Cause of DeathSuicide
Date of Birth07/09/1984
Date of Death13/04/2001
Visitors11,195 since 13/10/2008
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My son,my only child died by his own hands on 4 13 01.
Tim I love and miss you more than words can say.
You were my whole world,my reason for living.
You not only took you life,you took my to.
My world ended.

As I drove through the cemetary this morning where my precious mom is buried.I could see so many
thing's in the fresh mound's of dirt. There's broken heart's and not just heart's that are broken
but shattered into a million pieces.Look closer and you can see them scattered over the fresh
mound's of dirt.Mixed with the pebbles and flower's is whats left of sumone heart. You see shattered
live's that will never be the same.You see emptiness and loniness.You see sumnone with nothing to
live for,just a fresh mound of dirt. You may see a baby or a young adult but you see beauty.You can
see memories and smiles.You feel the love that surrounds you as the wind twrils the leaves over the
fresh mounds of dirt. You can imagine a soul rising to be with God.Thru the tears and pain you see
happiness and you feel peace,you pray as you look at the fresh mound's of dirt.






I only got to keep him 16 years. He felt my pain even before he was born.He brought joy into my life
even before he was born.I wacthed my tummy move as this litttle 5lb person rolled around inside.He
had my heart and soul even before he was born.

He was my responability.I gave him all I could.When he died he took away all the little kicks and
turning in my tummy of 16 years ago.He took away all the nights we both cried alone,my son in my
arms as I rocked him.He took away the 10 little piggys that I rubbed loition on.He took all my
prayers.

He took his beautiful blue eyes and pretty smile.He took all of his tight hugs.He took my
grandbabies. He took his life and furture and he took my life and furture.I only had 1 child,a child
I can never replace.

I no longer have that part of me to love. He is gone forever.I have no more children to give my love
to,nor will I ever have.He was me,I was him and now WE are gone.







You clean his room,you go through his stuff, looking for a clue,just anything will do. You have to
settle for a box full of memories. Just a box is all you have left of your child. You have to accept
the fact that your son took his life.You relive your childs death and the last few seconds of his
life over and over.You feel your son's pain ,you walk in darkness.You have to make yourself
breath,make yourself live,but you pray to die. You pick out his casket,clothes and favorite song.
You rub his cold hands and you rub his hair. You wait for his eyes to open,but they never do. You
watch the casket close,being lowered into the ground.You fall apart. With every scoop of dirt you
feel your heart being torn out. Your eyes fill with tears,you scream. Once again you return home
without your child. You cant eat or sleep,your numb,a walking zombie,empty inside. You see other
young people doing what your child should be doing. You would gladly give your life to save the life
of your child. But you wouldnt want your child to feel the pain of living without you. They buried
my son's body but they buried my soul in that deep dark hole.

Tim Is IN Heaven
Do ya still have those side burns and that goatee that I loved so much to kiss? Is your hair still
blonde?Is it still long Tim?

What color are your wings?Are your clothes still baggy? Can you reach the highest star Tim? Do ya
still grunt when you awaken? Is "huh" still your favorite word?

Are there animals in Heaven,Tim? Do you see Butterball there? Do the starz glow at night? Are the
clouds fluffly,soft and white?

Do ya still wear boxers? Are your eyes still blue? How tall are ya now Tim? Do gurl'z think your
handsome? Do you give em all hug's? Do ya play for them Tim?




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Jackie Summerford (GTS Friend) September 22, 2009

*If Only*

~If only i could see your smile,
it would make me happy for awhile.~

~If only i could hold your hand,
maybe i could understand.~

~If only god would had let you stay,
life would not be this way.~

~If only i could see your eyes,
then i would not have to tell any lies.~

~If Only
if only~

LOVE ALWAYS joyce XXXX

Copyright� Becky Tuffs 2009

Joyce Collins September 19, 2009

So very sorry for your loss. xx

Right now I’m in a different place
And though we seem apart,
I’m closer than I ever was.
I’m there inside your heart.
I’m with you when you greet the day
And when the sun shines bright.
I’m there to share the sunsets too.
I’m with you every night.
I’m with you when the times are good
To share a laugh or two.
And if a tear should start to fall
I’ll still be there for you.
And when that day arrives
That we no longer are apart.
I’ll smile and hold you close to me.
Forever in my heart.

Julie Mellor September 19, 2009

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIM for last week, im sorry im late but my thoughts are with you xxx

Sally Munday September 16, 2009

I thought of you with love today but that is nothing new
I thought about you yesterday and days before that too,
I think of you in silence I often speak your name
All I have are memories and your picture in a frame
Your memory is my keepsake with which I’ll never part
God has you in His keeping I have you in my heart.

for you tim xxxxx

Carla Stafford September 16, 2009

Dear Mr. Hallmark

I am writing you from Heaven,
and though it must appear
A rather strange idea,
I see everything from here.
I just popped in to visit,
your stores to find a card.
A card of love for my mother
as this day for her is hard.

There must be some mistake I thought,
every card you could imagine,
except I could not find a card
from a child who lives in Heaven.
She is still a mother too,
no matter where I reside
I had to leave she understands,
but oh the tears she's cried.

I thought that if I wrote to you,
that you would come to know
that though I live in Heaven now,
I still love my mother so.
She talks with me and dreams with me,
we still share laughter too,
memory's our way of speaking now,
would you see what you could do?

My mother carries me in her heart,
her tears she hides from sight.
She writes poems to honor me
sometimes far into the night.
She plants flowers in my garden,
there my living memory dwells
She writes to other grieving parents
trying to ease their pain as well.

So you see Mr Hallmark
though I no longer live on earth
I must find a way
to remind her of her wondrous worth.
She needs to be honoured
and remembered too.
Just like the children of earth
today will do.

Thank you Mr. Hallmark,
I know that you'll do your best
I have done all I can do;
to you I'll leave the rest.
Find a way to tell her
how much she means to me
until I can do it for myself
when she joins me in eternity.

Unknown

A Birthday in Heaven

I heard you crying yesterday
And felt your heart-sent love
So I’m sending you this message
Now, from Heaven up above.

You’re wondering if I’ll celebrate
My birthday (way up here)
I know you’re missing me today
I feel your essence near.

God planned a special day for me
He told me with a wink
He’d ordered me a special cake
(It’s Angel food, I think)

Balloons will fill the streets for me
They float up through the clouds
And we have lots of friends up here
That make us laugh out loud

There is a birthday carousel
Jeweled horses ride the wind
With music playing oh so sweet…
The magic never ends

I’ve made so many friends, you see
We laugh and play and sing
We ride our bikes and play the fool
And sleep in Angel’s wings
!
But we don’t blow out our candles here
Instead, they light the skies
XXX

Violetta Georgallou September 7, 2009

love halina x

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIM,LOVE AND BEST WISHES ALWAYS, HALINA XX



AN ANGEL IS WATCHING OVER YOU



An angel walks beside me,
I feel him everyday,
he helps me through lives ups and downs,
and whatever comes my way.
He guides me down the road of life,
and lights the darkest roads,
he picks me up and carries me,
when I can not bear the load.
He helps to ease the pain I feel,
he mends my spirit, too,
he holds my hand, and shelters me,
and gives me courage and strength, too.
He speaks to me with words of love,
and he listens to my pleas,
he was sent here from the lord above,
to guide and comfort me.
I know he's always watching,
though his form I can not see,
its a peace I feel deep in my heart,
that leads me to believe.
An angel walks beside me,
I feel blessed everyday,
that the presence of this angel,
will never go away.

LOVE ALWAYS HALINA XXX

Halina A. And Her Angels September 7, 2009

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIM XX

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Trisha Young September 7, 2009

happy Birthday Tim

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(~^~)

When we are in need of comford
We walk down memory lane,
There we see you smiling
We talk with you again,
And as we wander slowly back
We seem to hear you say
Don't grieve. don't cry, my family,
We'll meet again some day.

(◡‿◡✿)

Love Linda

Linda Kenny (GTS Friend) September 7, 2009
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