This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Matthew Wayne Beeler who was born in Oklahoma on August 23, 2006, to Bryan & Kim Beeler and passed away on January 12, 2007 . Taking a part of our heart, hopes & dreams with him. We will remember him forever. He was and is the light of our lives and is so loved and missed by his family. One day our family chain will be linked again as we join our Matthew in Heaven.

You can read his story in the "His Timeline" section.

Thank you for visiting our Matthew's site. Please light a candle to let us know you were here.  It means so much.

 

Happy Thanksgiving in Heaven

Matthew!!

We love & miss you so much

Mommy & Daddy

       

Happy Halloween Matthew

Our Halloween won't be happy

without you!!

We love & miss you so much!!

Mommy & Daddy

        

        

Happy 3rd Birthday in Heaven

Matthew

We love & miss you so much!!

Big Hugs & Kisses


Mommy & Daddy

"I'll lend to you for a little time
A child of Mine" he said,
"For you to love the while he lives
and mourn for when he is dead.
It may be days, months or years,
but will you, 'til I call him back,
take care of him for me?
He'll bring his CHARMS to gladden you
and should his stay be brief,
you'll have his loving memories
as solace for your grief.

I cant not promise he will stay,
since all from earth return,
but there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn,
I've looked the wide world over
in My search for teachers true
and from all the throngs that crowd
life's lanes I have selected YOU.
Now will you give him all your love,
not think the labor vain,
nor hate Me when I come to call
to take him back again?"

I fancied that I heard them say,
"Dear Lord, They will be done.
For all the joy this child shall bring,
the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness.
We'll love him while we may,
and for the happiness we've known,
forever grateful stay;
But should the angels call for him
sooner than we've planned
We'll brave the bitter grief
that comes and TRY to understand.

It‟s me again from heaven

With something more to say—

Last month I spoke for moms,

Now it‟s nearly Father's Day.

Just as I needed a card for Mom,

To let her know how much I care,

Now I need a Father‟s Day card—

I have some thoughts to share.

The card I need to send from here,

For a Dad as great as mine,

Will thank him for the love he gave

Throughout my short lifetime.

He‟s still the one that I call Dad—

Our bond continues strong,

„Cuz death can only end a life,

But our love lives on and on.

I hear him as he talks to me,

Staring at a nighttime star—

So, you see I need a way

To tell him I am here, not far.

I need the words to comfort him,

To soothe away his sighs,

To tell him "Dad, I am okay—

It doesn't hurt to die."

Here are the words I must say—

“Really, Dad, I‟m totally fine.

You need to know the truth is,

I‟m helping you all the time.”

My Dad he cries while in the car;

The shower hides his tears.

He tries so hard to be real strong

For the family he holds dear.

Thank you, dear Hallmark man,

For a card that will allow

My Dad to live his life again

And find the peace I know now.

My Dad—the one with whom

I could walk and talk and play—

Will now be remembered, too,

Like other Dads on this day.

I‟m glad we found that special way

To tell Dad all he‟s been,

That by his side I will stay

Until we‟re together again.

Happy Mother's Day from Heaven....

Dear Mr. Hallmark,
I am writing to you from heaven,
and though it must appear
A rather strange idea,
I see everything from up 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,
I saw 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 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,
Memories are 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 honored,
and remembered too
Just as the children of earth will do.

Thank you Mr. Hallmark,
I know 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

                               Our first picture. March 2006

Matthew's Birthday

Here is a special place to visit,
my mommy made for me,
to show she loved me, oh so much,
But had to set me free.

Please come here when you miss me,
and know that I will see
Candles in this special place,
flickering in my memory.

Don't forget my mommy & daddy
and show you understand
That their hearts are broken
until they hold me in their arms again.

               

                 


WHEN YOU THOUGHT I WASN'T LOOKING OR THOUGHT
I DIDN'T CARE,
I STOOD THERE RIGHT BESIDE YOU AND HEARD
YOUR EVERY PRAYER.
WHEN IT SEEMED TO YOU I WAS MILES AWAY...
ALL YOUR
TROUBLES
WERE YOURS ALONE, NEVER WOULD
I FORSAKE YOU,MY CHILD,FOR I WAS THERE
ALL ALONG.ALL THE SLEEPLESS NIGHTS YOU LIE
AWAKE AND WONDER IF I HEAR THE PRAYERS YOU
SEND...TRUST ME DEAR,I HEAR THEM ALL ,FOR I'M
YOUR DEAREST FRIEND.I NEVER MAKE MISTAKES,
ALTHOUGH YOU MAY THINK MY INTENTIONS AREN'T GOOD.
NEVER WOULD I HURT YOU, MY CHILD,I LOVE YOU LIKE A
FATHER SHOULD.I LENT TO YOU AN ANGEL, ALTHOUGH IT
WASN'T LONG,YOU WERE CHOSEN BECAUSE I PICK THE BEST...
BEFORE I CALLED HIM HOME.THERE WERE MANY LESSONS TO
BE LEARNED BEFORE YOUR ANGEL RECEIVED HIS WINGS,
ALTHOUGH THE TIME HE SPENT WITH YOU WAS SHORT,
YOU TAUGHT HIM MANY THINGS. A MOTHER'S LOVE IS LIKE
NO OTHER AND THAT'S WHY I CHOSE YOU, MY SWEET, DEAR CHILD.
REMEMBER, MY MOTHER LOST HER SON TOO, BUT IT WAS WORTH
IT ALL THE WHILE. FOR ALTHOUGH THIS BROUGHT YOU HEARTACHE
YOU SHALL UNITE AGAIN...YOU'LL SOMEDAY COME HOME WITH
ME TOO AND LIFE FOR YOU WILL JUST BEGIN. FOR I NEVER
MEANT TO HURT YOU OR CAUSE YOU ANY PAIN, JUST REMEMBER,
CHILD OF MINE...YOU CAN'T SEE A RAINBOW WITHOUT THE RAIN!
SO, KNOW THAT I AM WITH YOU AND NEVER WILL I LEAVE
YOUR SIDE,
I SEE THE TEARS AND HOLD YOU CLOSE...I'M YOUR SAFE
PLACE YOU CAN
HIDE. PLEASE DON'T THINK I'M MAD AT YOU OR THAT I'VE
FORSAKEN YOU AT ALL...FOR I CHOSE YOU TO BE THE MOTHER
TO ANSWER YOUR ANGEL'S CALL. HE WILL ALWAYS BE BESIDE YOU
FOREVER IN YOUR HEART, AS LONG YOU KEEP HIS MEMORY ALIVE
YOU'LL NEVER BE APART. WE'LL BE WAITING AT THE GATE FOR YOU
WHEN I DECIDE TO CALL YOU HOME...YOUR ANGEL WILL BE WAITING,
SAYING"MOMMY I'VE BEEN WITH YOU ALL ALONG!"

"WRITTEN BY DAWN ELMORE"...
FOR ALL ANGEL MOMMY'S
I LOVE YOU!


                   

Matthew... you are so loved & missed by your family...you are always remembered...
We love you,
Mommy & Daddy, Grandma Betty, Granny & Grandpa Beeler, Uncle Steve & Aunt Deniece, Uncle Bruce, Uncle Larry & Aunt Glenna, Uncle Ed & Aunt Loretta, Uncle Darnell & Aunt Donna and your cousins; B.W., Shayne, Crystal, Jeremy, Haylee, Shelly, Aaron, Laronda, Todd, Madelyn & Sophia
And lots & lots of other family & friends.


         

    

Matthew loved to sleep while holding Daddy's finger

        






        


       
                   

                        


         



                   



              

It doesn't matter how long a star shines.
What is remembered is the
Brightness of the light.

Matthew....
Your Light was brighter than any star in heaven
and it continues to shine.
I love you

Mommy

The story of the Dragonfly
In a little pond and under the lily pads, lived a small water beetle who shared a simple, yet comfortable life, among his family and friends.
There were few disturbances and interruptions, but once in a while, a great sadness would enter the community of water beetles when one of them would climb up on a lily pad stem and never be seen or heard from again.
When this happened, they all knew that one of their loved ones had gone away forever.
One day, the small water beetle felt an irresistible urge to climb up the lily pad stem.
He was determined, however, to return to his family to tell them what he had found at the top of the flower.
When he finally climbed out of the water, he felt very tired.
Warmed by the sun, he fell asleep.
When he awoke he discovered that he had changed from a small beetle into a beautiful dragonfly designed for flying.
With his broad wings spread wide, he soared upward into the sky and marveled at the beauty of the strange new world he never new existed.
Then he remembered his family and friends below the water.
He wanted to return to tell them that he felt more alive than he had ever felt before.
But, alas, his new form would not allow him to return under the water.
It was then he understood why no one ever came back and that his family would soon know what had happened to him when their time came to climb onto the lily pad stem.
So he raised his wings and flew off to enjoy his joyous new life.
Fly, my beautiful Matthew, fly
I will be there when it is my time to climb the lily pad stem.
I love you always
Mommy

Fly
by Celine Dion

Fly, fly little wing
Fly beyond imagining
The softest cloud, the whitest dove
Upon the wind of Heaven's love
Past the planets and the stars
Leave this lonely world of ours
Escape the sorrow and the pain
And fly again

Fly, fly precious one
Your endless journey has begun
Take your gentle happiness
Far too beautiful for this
Cross over to the other shore
There is peace forevermore
But hold this memory bittersweet
Until we meet

Fly, fly do not feat
Don't waste a breath, don't shed a tear
Your heart is pure, your soul is free
Be on your way, don't wait for me
Above the universe you'll climb
On beyond the hands of time
The moon will raise, the sun will set
But I won't forget

Fly, fly little wing
Fly where only angels sing
Fly away, the time is right
Go now, find the light





"How does one become a butterfly?"
Pooh asked pensively.
"You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar,"
Piglet replied.
"You mean to die?"
Asked Pooh.
"Yes and no" he answered.
"What looks like you will die, but what's REALLY you
will live on.