Ron Conlin | Merry Christmas Mom | December 23, 2011 |
To my siblings on Mother’s Day
Mothers Day,
I already gave you your Mother’s Day card for this year; you’re so far away but so near.
I can't hug or kiss you - all I can do is miss you.
I think about you day and night it's just because you’re so far from sight.
But I know you’re in God's arms now back to where you came from and being taken care of.
I'm thankful for all the years we got to share Love.
Now I pray for my siblings to make it though these days of missing you
Till we are all together- kissing you.
From Your Loving Daughter/Sister
Veronica
English to Polish translation
Do mojego rodzeństwa na Dzień Matki
Dzień Matki,
I dał wam już swoje karty Dzień Matki w tym roku, jesteś tak daleko, ale tak blisko.
Nie mogę się przytulić i pocałować - wszystko, co mogę zrobić, to tęsknię za Tobą.
Myślę o tobie dzień i noc, to tylko dlatego, że jesteś tak daleko od oczu.
Ale wiem, że jesteś w ramionach Boga teraz do skąd jesteś i załatwione.
Jestem wdzięczny za wszystkie lata, mamy do akcji Love.
Teraz modlę się, aby moje rodzeństwo to jednak te dni missing you
Do jesteśmy wszyscy razem, całując cię.
From Your Loving Córka / s.
Veronica
Danté DeGraaf (grandson) |
Grandma, God called you over a week ago. Yesterday was your funeral.
Every free second my mind wanders, it goes to you.
Here are just a few of those “seconds” that make me smile; Roger Whittaker on 8 track, Murder She Wrote, plastic on your couches, my sore thumb, you being the only one by my bed side when I woke up as a kid after my nose surgery, your little red truck, Moondoggie (the reason I have 3 small dogs), poppy seed kolache, UFO crash landing in Forest Park, the day my mom became sober, boochinkey (sp), your lead foot, "make my day, punk" , Parcheesi the board game, the ivory soap elephant I carved you as a kid that you kept for years, Sherry wine, your FM radio with the multi color buttons, powdered milk, you always staring at me and smiling… and most of all you thumbing your nose.
Yesterday was your funeral. I think you’d be so proud of your sons and daughters, they are every bit a piece and all of you. My wife says I cried enough for everyone there. I hope you’d laugh, but as I stood there looking at you, I tried to smile and I thumbed my nose one last time.
Every free second my mind wanders, it goes to you.
Randolph Conlin |
Rick Fernandez | Condolences | February 28, 2011 |
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Maggie Fox | With Sincere Sympathy | February 24, 2011 |
William A. Aschenbrenner | condolences | February 22, 2011 |
Maalka Mednikoff | Condolences | February 22, 2011 |
Veronica was taking her mother into the clubhouse where a birthday celebration awaited for Veronica's mother. I happened to be near the clubhouse at the time and had the honor and pleasure of meeting her mother. Isabella looked beautiful, and was aglow with the celebrations about to begin on her behalf. I am Veronica's close friend and prayed for her mother, and for Veronica and all of her family. I am fully aware of the love and tenderness that Veronica and all of you have bestowed upon your mother. If love could bring your mother back, she'd be right back with you instead of now simply in your hearts but that would not be fair for Isabella. She is now pain free, in the arms of our Lord and Savior, and joyous once again being with her family members having gone before her. May God in His mercy give you strength to get through this difficult time. If your mother was anything like Veronica then your mother has left you with a wonderful legacy ... love, concern, and tenderness for each other, and for others, and to that I say Amen.