And just as she waited for me when I got home from school every day, every night she would bid me a goodnight. "Buonanotte Sonadula" meaning good night musician. An old Italian saying I guess. She would often ask me to come up stairs and say the rosary with her. I did not say yes enough. Why is it i miss her so much today? Its not a special day. Its just average. But everything in this day reminded me of her, and has made the tears well over flow. I miss you waiting for me, I miss you saying goodnight. Nothing seems right.
me and my god son
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- StefanieRose
- "If you really love me, then lets make a vow, right here together, right now. I am going to be free, I am going to be brave, I am going to live each day as if it were my last, fantastically, courageously, with grace."
My Nonna
Two Angela's
That beautiful smile
Her and I
her stuff
her hands
6 comments:
Thinking of you, Stef. *poke* Hang in there.
Little Buddy,
You have been on my mind all day. Miss you and love you!
{{{HUGS}}} sweetie.
some days are just plain toucher than others for no apparent reason. hang in there stef. i love you!
Sending you hugs and love, Stef.
Certain days will just have their way with your emotions. I pray those days become fewer and farther between for you. Hugs sweetie
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