(Osâwastim Piyêsiw - Yellow Thunder Horse)
April 3, 2019
Emmett John Pewapisconias (Osâwastim Piyêsiw – Yellow Thunder Horse) was born on April 3, 2019 at 7:26 p.m. at the Regina General Hospital, Regina, Saskatchewan and he received his little angel wings to be at home with the Creator on the same day.
Osâwastim Piyêsiw is survived by his mommy Courtney Chutskoff and his daddy Kale Pewapisconias along with his maternal grandparents Mary Ann Chutskoff and Chris Chutskoff; his paternal grandparents Chooch (Lois) Taypotat, Ryan Pewapisconias, and Norma Pewapisconias; his great grandparents Louis & Bernice Taypotat and Lynda Chutskoff; his maternal auntie and uncle Amber and Riley Barrowman; and sweet baby cousin Amara Barrowman.
Baby was predeceased by his aunties Jimi-Jo Pewapisconias and Leanne Chutskoff; paternal great grandparents Martha Pewapisconias and Daniel Pewapisconias; maternal great grandparents John Chutskoff, and Roselyn & Peter Danyluk.
Wake will take place on Friday, April 5, 2019 at 4:00 p.m. in Chooch Taypotat's Residence, Whitewood, SK with a Christian Service at 7:00 p.m.
Traditional Feast on Saturday, April 6, 2019 at 11:00 a.m., with the service at 1:00 p.m. in Chooch Taypotat's Residence, Whitewood, SK and interment to follow in Kahkewistahaw First Nation Cemetery.
An Angel Never Dies
Don’t let them say I wasn’t born, That something stopped my heart
I felt each tender squeeze you gave, I’ve loved you from the start.
Although my body you can’t hold – It doesn’t mean I’m gone
This world was worthy, not of me – God chose that I move on.
I know the pain that drowns your soul, What you are forced to face
You have my word, I’ll fill your arms, Someday we will embrace.
You’ll hear that it was meant to be, God doesn’t make mistakes
But that wont soften your worst blow, Or make your heart not ache.
I’m watching over all you do, Another child you’ll bear
Believe me when I say to you, That I am always there.
There will come a time, I promise you, When you will hold my hand,
Stroke my face and kiss my lips And then you’ll understand.
Although I’ve never breathed your air, Or gazed into your eyes
That doesn’t mean I never was, An Angel never dies.
Author Unknown
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