This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Michael Sparkman who was born in California on October 11, 2001 and passed away on October 21, 2008 at the age of 7. We will remember him forever.
Angel Mason Jars Na3 / Sandee Trasport (Angel Mason Neu Grandna3 )
To the Sparkman Family My words are not sufficient but my heart knows the pain thought you may never be quite the same the memories of such a precious brave lil man will linger on..I first heard about Michael from a Niece in California then the Lord ...
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What a special angel / Donna Sparkman (mom)
Michael Sparkman!! What a special boy you are, the more I look at my pictures, the more I find your orbs hiding out. It's like where's Waldo. I know you're doing this for my sake, to help mommies heartbrake, and it is working like a charm. I'm still ...
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The Pride of Heaven / Linda Tag ((Miss T.s mom from LAGS )
Donna ~ Please know that there are so many of us that want to share your pain and ease your agony. Michael is an angel that will forever be exceptionally special to even those of us who did not get to know him personally. My daughter and you have giv...
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Love you guys / Corianne Durkee &. Family (Great-Aunt)
Dearest Donna and Lance and Keona and Emory,
Merry Christmas Eve to you all. Know we think and are praying for you always.
Love, Aunt Corianne
First Christmas in Heaven / Brittianee Neu (Angel Mason's Mommy )
I know it's of little consolation, but here is a poem I found and I wanted to share it with you and your family.
My First Christmas in Heaven
I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below With tiny lights like Heaven's stairs, r...
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Your beautiful son / Brittianee Neu (Angel Mason Neu's Mommy )Read >>
MY DEEPEST SYMPATHY / Cordelia Stronge (visitor to the site )Read >>
My sweet sweet Michael May I say what an honor it has been to be your mommy for 7 years. Oh how I wish it could’ve been longer, but in life, we’re all gifts of God, and God has put an expiration date on all of us, it is with great sadness for us all that your expiration date was so much sooner than we wish it would’ve been. But in Gods eyes, it was perfect, it was the number of completion in the bible and it was the number of completion in your short life. We tried to get as many personal possession to bring here as we could, so people could see what Michael was about, and it was so difficult, and in my frustration, I realized that you were so much more than personal possessions, you had a love and a compassion that surpassed all understanding. A child of 7 years should never be more concerned with the feelings and pains of those he loved, more then himself…but you did. How you were feeling was not as important to you as how those you loved were feeling, what an amazing concept for such a young boy. I remember when you were a baby and when you would see someone you loved you would literally shake with excitement, it was so cute and so endearing. I would not have changed your sensitivity for anything, yes you got very upset at the drop of a hat, but with that came such unconditional love in the truest sense of the word. I remember when Gramps had to have surgery done on his back, and you were just 3 at the time, in preschool, and you had made handprints at school, and when I picked you up I asked where you wanted to hang up your hands and you said “ I want to give those to gramps, as magic hands to make his back feel better “ and when you gave them to him you rubbed your hands together like Mr Miagi in the Karate kid and you ever so gently rubbed your hand on gramps back in hopes of making him feel better. Then the time you were so concerned with Gramma leaving her oxygen tank here because…how was she going to breath without it? You wanted to ship it to her right away so she would be o.k. Then the numerous time you and Hailey were playing and she’d get hurt and you’d come running in to get her ice and a band aid to fix her owie. Then practically giving away ALL your lollipops because you new Jasmine liked them, as well as all your balloons. And always asking how grammy and grandy’s backs were because you knew they hurt them, the stories are never ending of your complete compassion for other people. I have to say Michael, to watch you suffer so much for the last 6mths, has just left me really angry, I don’t know who at, I suppose life in general. Of all people in the world you are one of the last ones who deserved to suffer, why the suffering? I could understand if it was your time to go, so be it, but why so much pain and so much bad news every corner we turned. And with all the setbacks, you took it like a champion, you were so sure you were going to beat this, no matter what, and you took all your medicines…a lot of pills and you did it because you knew if you didn’t, you weren’t going to get better, and you wanted to get better, just as much as we all wanted you to get better Even when you dreamed of Jesus with short curly hair, taking you home, and God with REALLY big hands, as much as I hoped that was a sign that Jesus was bringing you to our home and I know you wished the same, I think we both knew, it wasn’t going to be. Then you were dreaming of the angels and you kept telling them NO, you weren’t ready to go with them. So like everything else in your life you were going to die your way, when you were ready, not when the angels were ready to take you. So you fought so hard, SO HARD for 2 days, your little heart fluttered as you were saying you goodbyes to your loved ones that were afar, with signs that were so clear that it was you, coming to say…until we meet again. So Michael, mommy and daddy will work very hard to make new memories with Keona and Emory, but always know, you will never leave our hearts. And what will seem like an eternity for us, will actually be just a very short while for you… until we meet again. With absolutely all my love, Mommy