Welcome to Cyndy's Blessed Assurance

10/30/85 to 01/01/97

Dear Mom and Dad,

Family

and Friends,

Dr. Garrison,

and Dr. White,

For those of you who don't know me:
Hello, my name is Cynthia Anne Harrell, I was born to my parents Mark W. Harrell Sr. and Anne H. Harrell on Oct. 30,1985. I surprised my parents by arriving six weeks early. My parents weren't expecting me until the first week in December. I was born at Norfolk General Hospital on a Wednesday night @ 5:58 pm, weighting in at a even six pounds and I was 18 1/4 inches long. Wow!! I was a big baby for being six weeks early and being a twin. My twin died at 10 weeks into my Mom's pregnancy.

When I was sent down to earth by my Heavenly Father, I knew I was coming for a short time. I didn't want to tell my parents that I would be here for a short time before I would be leaving to return to my Heavenly Father. If my Mom only knew that she was going to lose me she would have had a very hard time all through out my short stay on earth.

When I was sent here by the Lord, He told me that I was going to be on earth for a short time to do the mission He had sent me to do before He would call me back home for my eternal rest. My job was to spread the love and joy of my Heavenly Father to every one that I would come in contact with over the next eleven years. No matter who they were whether they were sinners or fellow Christians, I was to sprinkle the love and joy on them. I even tried to show my love to the ones that snubbed me because of my handicaps.

My parents were told that I would be just a burden to them and I should be placed into a hospital somewhere and forgotten about since I was a disgrace to family members. Yet even when they mistreated me, still I blew kisses to them and loved them just like I would anyone else. I saw how much my parents loved me because I remained in their arms—they cared so much about me. My parents were very careful with me and did their best to keep me a live for as long as possible.

The miracle I was to my parents—they were told that I would never sit, crawl, stand, walk, or talk. I managed to do all those things except for talking BUT I did say some words my Mom taught me—eye, nose, mouth, and ear and I was just starting to say hair! My Mom worked so hard to get me to meet goals that I was said that I would never do. The best thing is to NEVER tell my Mom she can't do something because that is when my Mom is going to make sure I am going to give my very best try.

The most saddest moment in my life, was when Dr. Larry White, my neurologist had to tell my Mom that my days were numbered on the day before Thanksgiving of 1996. Never the less I dreaded that he had to tell my Mom the truth. My heart bleed heavy Dr. White, when I looked you in the eyes while blowing kisses to you when you told my Mom the truth. My heart was breaking because I knew my time was drawing near. To be truthful these seizures were taking it's toll on me. Oh Dr. White, I still love you even when I had given you the hardest job— telling my Mom my time was upon us, then having to console her after-wards! I said many of prayers for you. My arms still wrap around you as you treat other patients and are feeling weary.

Over the eleven years that I was on this earth I did my best to touched the souls of people of different walks in life. My desire was to leave a lasting impression on their lives. Just the mere mention of my name, will bring back different memories that will never be forgotten most of all I hope I have shown them the love that Christ has shown me so rich and free. I ran my doctors ragged with them not knowing if I was going to throw a curb ball or a fly ball. I kept Dr's. White and Garrison up a number of nights worried if I would make my come back. When they would think there was nothing left to do, I would surprise them by getting my second wind and springing back. Oh Boy! did they breathe a sigh of relief. One thing I really liked when I was sick if I didn't have both of my doctors, I knew that Dr. White was 99.9 % was the doctor on call.

When the Lord called me home on Jan.1,1997, in my sleep, I was very happy my Mom and Dad and the rest of my family along with my doctors especially, Dr. Garrison and Dr. White did not have to see me take my last breath. The one thing I did was asked the Lord to give me one more week when He was ready to take me the week before. I could not bare knowing that Dr's. Garrison and White were both on call Christmas, also I knew my Mom would never get over my death if it was Christmas day. It would have broken their hearts to see me taken so quick. I know my Mom felted that I died in pain but really Mom I didn't. I was sleeping—I went very peacefully. What I could not understand I understand perfectly now.

But Mom, Dad, Dr. Garrison and Dr. White,—— I may not have been able to walk well or talk while there on earth, but when I arrived here in Heaven ALL my disabilities were gone!!! I can talk and walk and the best of all I don't have those seizures anymore! Can you believe it? I am seizure free. The first time since I was six months old. Here in Heaven, I can run and play, there is no rainy days up here just sunny days . The bright sun is the light that radiates off of Christ! Boy is the sun bright up here! The peace of knowing there is no parting anymore— time seems to fly by... there is no more sorrow here! Soon I know I will see you once again.

Oh, when I left it was in the early dawn hours when I took my Father's hand when He stood at my bedroom door calling to me, I looked around for a quick moment and then kissed all good bye and I was gone quickly. I thought that I was suppose to take my body with me but, Christ told me to leave my body there. The one He has given me temporary I can do more with it. I left behind so many of my love ones like my parents-Mark and Anne Harrell
my siblings- Mark Jr. Richard, Katie, Buddy and lastly Joel.
my grandparents, James & Barbara Harrison and Marion C. Harrell.
my Aunts, Mary Parrish, Cathy Morris, Vicki Morris, Robin Carranza, Toni Harrison,
Virginia Harrell, Debi Harrell, Maggie Harrell
my uncles Jimmy Harrison, Billy Harrell, Kim Harrell, Chris Harrell, Patrick Morris, Brian Morris, Bobby Carranza, Eddie Parrish also I left some many loving cousins. I can not forget my very special doctors. Dr, Garrison and Dr. White and the other doctors in their offices.

By the way: since I have been in Heaven with my Grandfather William W. Harrell, Sr, my great grandmother Dorothy Newbold have joined me. I have also met many of my other loving family and friends that I really didn't get to meet on earth. Oh how cool!

If you want to know how come I lasted so long— I drew my strength from the Lord, He was the reason I was here for a while. I was tired and the Lord saw that I was playing out and I needed a break when He lifted me up and we arrived here at home in Heaven. So please my love ones PLEASE For me come to Jesus so I can see you once again! I love you all! See you in the morning!
Philip. 4:13 (KJV) " I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me."

Love you all!

Cyndy

Please be kind by not copying or reproducing anything on my website without first asking my Mom and Doctor.

you can reach my Mom and Doctor who can tell you more about me at

markharrell@verizon.net -- my Mom

lwhite@chkd.com -- my beloved doctor

thank you,

Cyndy

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this is Cyndy's six month old picture. This picture was taken one week before she had her first seizure that almost took her home to the Lord.

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