Update On Joanne
____________________________ A meeting place for the FRIAMILY of Joanne Daquano _____________________________Sunday, September 17
Sun Sept 17
Saturday September 16, 2006 - 10:41 pm
I buried my wife today.
I am 40 years old - as of February 15, 2006 - I am 40 years old.
I buried my wife today.
My twelve year old son is upstairs whistling a happy tune.
He buried his mother today.
My (almost) fourteen year old son kissed his girlfriend goodbye tonight (in front of me for the first time - and I told her I love her).
He buried his mother today.
My ten year old daughter was doing gymnastics in the living room of her best friend tonight as we drove past (she's is having yet another sleepover).
She buried her mother today.
I spent a few hours with my family today. What laughter we had. What love we shared.
I spent a few hours with Joanne's family today. What laughter we had. What love we shared.
I spend a good long time with my friends today. My very best friends. What beer we drank. What champagne with which we toasted our Angel. What laughter we had. What love we shared.
What tears we cried. Tears of joy are absolutely the best tears of all.
How many times can you say you were at a beautiful funeral? We did it right.
I had no idea how to do this. I had no idea how I was going to get through this day. I was as scared and as alone as I have ever felt in my entire life. And then you were there. You. My friamily ... a new word for you. F R I A M I L Y.
The Daquano book of words:
FRIAMILY: the combination of friends and family that forms one gi-normous loving unit. All encompassing, all loving.
Did you see the friends of my children come to them at the single most difficult time they may experience in their entire lives? Did you feel the love? We did it right. My children will be okay. I will be okay.
Oh yes there will be pain. There will be tears. There will be times when the aching feeling of loss will not be comforted except crying into a pillow until sleep finally eases the sorrow.
But we have our Friamily to help us. You.
When we got home there was a cooler full of snacks and a fridge full of sandwiches and yogurt tubes and Love. There was a "travel pack" for Darcy. It doesn't matter what is in it ... it's Darcy's; we didn't look into it, but we know it is full of love. There was a road map with the route to Florida (down I-75) and all the "deals" you can find along that route. It was a road map to love.
We buried our Angel today. Under a maple tree for shade in summer, protection in winter. A place to rest a weary soul in spring, a place to lay on a blanket wearing a comfy sweater in the fall. I saw all of this in the instant I raised my eyes to the sky and saw our Angel smile down on us with that gorgeous, infectious smile. My God how gloriously beautiful is our Angel.
Do these words express my thanks to you? Can you feel my love?
From the depth of my soul, you have raised me up, you have comforted my being.
Thank you to all our friends and family, our Friamily. We will lean on you. We will depend on you.
We do love you.
I buried my wife today.
Thank God she is at rest.
SYLYM (See Ya, Love Ya, Me)
posted by Ted D # 9:33 AM 
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Mike,Dylan,Dean & Darcy,
I love you all so much, unlike you I am not able to put all these feelings I'm having into such beautiful words, but again you comfort me. The only words I can muster are ones Joanne said to you;
I will be here by your side "forever & for always."
Lots of Love Always,
Your crazy cousin,
Martha
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I love you all so much, unlike you I am not able to put all these feelings I'm having into such beautiful words, but again you comfort me. The only words I can muster are ones Joanne said to you;
I will be here by your side "forever & for always."
Lots of Love Always,
Your crazy cousin,
Martha
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