____________________________ A meeting place for the FRIAMILY of Joanne Daquano _____________________________
I knelt down and prayed to God with my children. The precious gifts given to me by God and my Angel.
It gives me peace.
It gives me hope.
It eases my pain.
Upon our completion, we were about to leave when my wonderful friend Toby Chisholm
[Funeral Director] reminded/told me that the casket will be closed tomorrow ... as is custom.
I should say my goodbyes.
How do I do this?
How can I take a few moments to encapsulate a lifetime's worth of love?
What could I possibly have said that would even remotely have any significance or bearing to what is us? Or is that "was" us?
WE ARE.
WE WERE.
WE WILL BE.
We have always signed our cards to each other "Forever and Always". My God how significant is THAT?
My God the pain, the sorrow, the hurt, the surreal. Help me understand. Give me peace; give me strength.
I knelt down on my knees (funny how comfortable it actually was). I prayed to God with an Our Father, and I asked God to welcome our Angel into his house. I asked him to give her the keys to his house in case she came home late one night having to watch over one of us.
I asked him to peek in on us every once in a while to make sure we were okay. Bless our hearts for they are sad. Give us the strength to overcome our fear. Let our Angel watch over us, and give us some signs that she is there ... in our actions and in our words.
My God. My Angel.
Farewell. (Goodbye seems so trivial.)
We shall meet again in the house of our Lord.
I love you.
Goodbye.