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August 24, 2020

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A Loving Tribute

to

Kevin Eugene O’Neil

by

Robin Lynn O’Neil

My life changed at your conception; and you became my whole being. Before you had a name, or opened up your eyes; your destiny was determined by God. From the beginning, eight weeks early, with no deficiencies; you were secluded in God’s safe and hidden plan. I recognized very early; you were a Masterpiece that He brought into this world by way of me! What a privilege. I’m so glad that God gave you to me.

As you grew and developed, oh what a joy and blessing you were to me and so many! In your elementary years, I became known as Kevin’s mom, and you volunteered me for everything in your class, Scouting, as well as. church. We learned and grew together, I told you often “I don’t know everything, let’s look it up.“

In your high school years, one of my fondest memories is you wanting to hold hands, interlocking our fingers; only for you to push them away when you spotted a friend. But, that was okay because I could still hear your friend saying that’s Kevin’s mom. It was music to my ears; and our journey was solidified. You were growing up, and having wonderful experiences and I could see in you a reflection of me; you will always be my little lamb from God. I know your life was a miracle. I’m so proud of you, and I honor your legacy today and always. Your life impacted many, and your village is still intact supporting your dad and I, as well as your annual Scholarship!

I asked one of your favorite cousins Brittney to do a spoken word poem in celebration of your 35th Heavenly birthday! It was amazing, like you. The title is so appropriate: I Still See You…..and I know you see us. Until we meet again… I love you.

Mom

 

I STILL SEE YOU

By: Brittany Herbert

It is in your mother’s twinkling eyes and your father’s smile that I see you.

It is in New York Christmas and Kwanzaa’s that I see you.

It is within the states that our childhood memories intertwine from New York to Maryland. Maryland to Virginia, Virginia to New Jersey and New Jersey to Atlanta that I see you.

It is on our auntie’s walls, gardens, shirts, wallets, and nightstands where your picture stands tall that I see you.

It is always and forever indebted in our grandmother’s heart and her faith and love for the Lord that I see you.

It is within our annual cousin trips traditions to honor your life that I see you.

It is in the gentleness of my sweet baby boy, Makai, that I see you.

On my daily walks, my meditations and as I dream that I see you.

And as the years continue to pass us by I ask the Lord to continue to grant me those small very precious moments where I can see.

And as we honor you today

We see life;

We see Love;

We see joy;

And most importantly we see and will always remember you

I love you my Kevin Eugene O’Neil with all of my heart

I still see you.

For more information on donations to the Kevin Eugene O’Neil Scholarship Fund, please visit:

www.passportstocollege.org

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