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This memorial website was created by Laura Vaughan in loving memory of Christian Foster.

Christian was born on 25.12.2004 and sadly passed away on 18.04.2008 at the age of 3.

Christian is missed greatly by family and friends and will be remembered forever.

 

 Our sweet Christian was not due to enter this world until January, 2005. But it seemed that God had something else planned for our little blue eyed angel. He was born on, of all days, December 25th, 2004, the day that God's own son was born. It was a blue moon occurrence that his name just so happened to have been Christian, it was purely not on purpose. We already had his name picked out before he was born Our family is from the deep south, and here it almost never snows, but it did that day. Which was something else crazy and out of the ordinary for the day that our sweet little Christian came into this world. I was the first one blessed to hold that sweet baby and aslo the first to change his little diaper. I remember watching him being born my first Grandchild taking his first breath of life, It was one of the most special moments of my life.
Little did I know at that time I only had a very short 3 years to enjoy that baby. You always think you will go before your own children not to mention a Grandchild going before you. It just does not seem right...But I know God has bigger plans for him.

From the day he was born, 'til the day he left this world, he was always energetic and full of life. He always was happy and laughing, and he always had a smile on his face. And he had the most piercing blue eyes that anyone had ever seen. People were always mentioning his piercingly beautiful eyes, and his Uncle Blake called them, "arctic blue"

He so loved his brothers Connor which Christian called him Connor Bug and that name has stuck with Connor since. He also had another younger brother that he called by his full name he never called him just Eathan...It was Eathan Jacob Foster.

He was a big fan of Scooby-Doo, and liked to call himself, "Super Scooby". He had a thing about bugs, he always freaked out whenever he saw them flying around. He'd say, "Look it's a bug!", and he'd called roly poly's, "ohy pohy". And he would freak out over cockroaches, We have pecans tress and the big ones would sometimes make it in the house....and he always looked to see if he could fine one in the house and we he found one he'd always say, "Look Uncle Bake look GIGI I found one! Cockoach!" and "I kill it!" He also absolutely LOVED stickers. We would buy them for him, and he'd stick them everywhere: on the walls, all over himself, and on us. And he would find our knick knacks around the house that had stickers on them, and he'd take them off and stick them on his face and say, "look, I gots a tickuh". And at Wal-Mart when they gave him smiley face stickers, he'd always hold his other hand out for a second one.
He would say to me at times GIGI you are a TURKEY! Then he would give me a HUGE hug and say "GIGI I'm just playing"
He used to love to play around. He'd love it when you would tump him upside down and we would count, then after he'd say, "two!", but he didn't usually count one or three.

When Christian would come to visit on the weekends after he moved had moved out of my home....As soon as he got out of the car he would  say GI-GI I want to go see Ava!  Ava was his best friend, I remember them on the their little tricycles and Ava would say come on Chriskin and him following behind her and he would replay I'm a commin abva.
 The last time Christian was over at our home the weekend before he passed away he wanted to go to Ava's house (our wonderful neighbors) he asked Marika Ava's mom for a banana and she told him to say please..he said I say no!
So Marika told him then no banana . He came home and cried and I explained to him you have to say please ...SO we took him back and he told Marika that he was sorry that he did not say please. Then he said now can I please have a banana and Marika told him yes good boy for saying please. But he did not want just any banana he only wanted the Chiquita banana that had a sticker on it! He loved stickers as I had mention earlier.
 Marika has said  she will never look at another Chiquita banana the same with a sticker on it.
 
Christian moved into our home  with his mother when he was a week or 2 after he was born, He was like my own son...I would feed him, bathe him, rock him. He was my first grand baby and no one will ever take his place.  He Lived in our home 1 year before they moved out and got their own place. 5 months later he was gone.

 While babysitting my other grandson Christian's little brother "Connor Bug" which is what Christian called him.
I got a call on April the 18th, 2008 at about 5:30 AM telling me to turn on the news that Christian was dead. They told me that my little Super Scooby had been tragically taken from us in a fire at his home. He died from the results of carbon monoxide poisoning, His level was 57 and  level 40 is lethal...They found him in his bed under his covers.....He never stood a chance, They said he never woke up and he died in his sleep. That's one thing I can hang onto ...That he never woke up and Gods angels came and took him peacefully. "GOD SPEED SUPER SCOOBY WE MISS YOU SO MUCH! OUR HEARTS ARE BROKEN! LOVE...DADDY, GI-GI, PAW-PAW, UNCLE BLAKE, CONNOR BUG AND OTHER FAMILY MEMBERS

Please lite a candle for my sweet blue eyed baby!

 

              

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I'll Be There
Daddy please don't look so sad, Daddy please don't cry,
cause I am in the arms of Jesus and He sings me lullabies.
Please, try not to question God, don't think he is unkind.
Don't think He sent me to you
and then He changed his mind.
You see, I am a special child, and I'm needed up above.
I'm the special gift you gave Him, the product of your love.
I'll always be there with you, and watch the sky at night.
Find the brightest star that's gleaming,
that's my halo's brilliant light.
You'll see me in the morning frost
that mists your window pane.
That's me in the summer showers, I'll be dancing in the rain.
When you feel a little breeze from a gentle wind that blows,
that's me, I'll be there, planting a kiss on your nose.
When you see a child playing
and your heart feels a little tug,
that's me, I'll be there giving your heart a hug.
So daddy please don't look so sad, Daddy don't you cry.
I'm in the arms of Jesus, and He sings me lullabies

        Little Angels

When God calls little children
To dwell with him above,
We mortals sometimes question
The wisdom of his love.
For no heartache compares with
The death of one small child
Who does so much to make our world
Seem wonderful and mild

Perhaps God tires of calling the aged to his fold,
So he picks a rosebud before it can grow old

God knows how much we need them,
And so He takes but a few
To make the land of Heaven
More beautiful to view.

Believing this is difficult,
Still somehow we must try.
The saddest word mankind knows
Will always be "GOODBYE"
So when a little child departs,
We who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
Angels are hard to find.


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I'm going to tell you something
I hope you'll never have to know.
I'll tell you how a heart can break
And tears can constant flow.
I lost my baby boy you see,
An angel in my eyes
God chose to take his hand one day
And led him to the skies.
But please do not forget my child
He was a person too
And forever he will live
Inside of me and you.
So, please don't ever tell me
That time will heal my pain
Because not even time
Can bring him back again.
Just tell me he is happy
In that land way up above
He's snuggled in an angels wings
All wrapped in GI-GI's and Paw Paw's love.

 

Lil Blue Eyed Son

I wish he was still here,
I wish it wasn't so.
I wish I could stop crying out,
Why did he have to go?

Oh, I how I hurt,
Each and everyday.
When I think about him,
I look up and pray.

Lord give me the strength,
To wash away the pain away.
I love you and I thank you,
For each and everyday.

I know you had to take him,
I wish it wasn't so.
Lord give me the strength,
To love and let go.

Copyright ©2008  BrandonGurley

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Perfect Little Man - Christian, the perfect name for such a sweet little man. I had a copy of his sonogram picture on my refrigerator for months before he made his tiny entrance into this big World. His Gigi called me that Christmas day and we couldn’t get there fast enough. Waiting for this little man to finally make it here was the only thing we could think about. I would ask Laura, has Beth had any contractions yet, anything? Nope she would reply not yet. So that Christmas we all received the best gift ever, the gift of Christian Landon Gurley. (I suggested his middle name since it rhymed with Brandon) I couldn’t wait to hold him. There was a rocking chair in the room so I took that tiny warm bundle and just looked at him. He was so tiny and perfect, I couldn’t believe he was real. He was finally here and he’s absolutely gorgeous. I knew he would be. He was a soft sleeping angel and while I was holding him he twitched his little nose and gave a quick cute crooked smile. Well that did it! I was hooked. I couldn’t wait to hit the stores and start buying tons of cute clothes for this little man. It was only weeks that he was making perfect eye contact and smiling directly at us, actual eye to eye contact and lots of adorable smiles. His blue eyes would melt your heart. I would take him to Church with me at St. Margaret’s. Everyone loved his beautiful eyes and sweet smile. He was always so quiet during Mass. Just like a little angel. He would look around at the stained glass windows. Then he would look up and make eye contact and smile at me. I would hold him on my shoulder and he would coo and smile at the people behind us. I couldn’t resist sharing his beautiful smiles with everyone. I was a proud Aunt. I loved taking him up to communion with me so Father could bless him. He would smile such a cute smile and jibber jabber almost like he knew he was being blessed. Fast forward, 1-2-3 years later and his smiles continued to touch those around him. His smile was contagious and you didn’t mind catching it. Christian is now in Heaven experiencing a sense of peace and joy unknown to us on earth. If he was given a chance to come back here I don’t think he would, I think he would rather have all of us up there with him. Christian they say you died to young and you will never be this or that….but we know that you are a Guardian Angel for Connor, Jonah, and Roman. Watch over them Little Man, we Love you. - from Aunt Connie

THE MEMORY - Christian it's been months, and I've been to visit Mobile a few times since I last saw you. Even though time has passed it's hard to believe that your still gone. There has not been a day that has gone by that I still don't think about you. Your eyes are the thing that I remember the most, and the way you used to like how I'd pick you up and swing you around in the air and then throw you on the couch. I remember the last day I saw you. It was right before I'd left to come back to Florida and we were all @ Mike's house eating and we were playing around and your face was just as lit up as ever. I knew that you woud have grown up to be something great. But even though you didn't make it to that point God left us the memory of something great. You are truly and Angel and you're under God's wing. But I just want you to know that I will never forget you. You will always be my little Christian, and I will always be your Uncle Chris. Hopefully one day I'll be able to join you in heaven and pick you up and swing you around again just like I'd done since the day I met you. R.I.P and I miss you Scooby! With Love, Uncle Chris - from UNCLE CHRIS!

Latest Memories

Thomas Brymer - I remember when you and your daddy came over to my house and went with me and jamie to play tennis. You were the ball boy. You would go chase the balls around and give them back to us. one time your dad knocked it over the fence into the Theodore High School practice field and you went to go get it. So we thought. You ran right past the ball and just kept running and running. Then it turned into a foot race to catch you before you ran off into the woods. That was the last memory i have of you but not the only, and it was the cutest and funniest thing i had ever seen. we know that you are in heaven looking down upon everyone guiding them through the heartache and pain of losing you so soon. We sometimes wonder why and sometimes think how could something of this magnitude happen to the innocent but we will know soon enough. we love you christian and you are in everyones prayers on dreams.