There is an Angel in the Sky / Pat Mom To ^j^ Sandra Oshunkentan (^j^ Friends ) There is an angel in the sky, I sure do wonder why, Probably cause someone died.
Then more angels start to follow, They know someone’s heart is hollow.
The angels are all flying around one house, Everything as silent as a mouse.
While everyone is sleeping, The lady in the house is weeping.
An angel travels up to her ear, And whispers softly I am here.
This was written for me two days after Sandi went home. The poem is from an 11 year old in my Sunday School class. This truly touched my heart and I hope it touches yours. How many nights have you cried yourself to sleep. Thank you for all the candles and graphics. God Bless
Love,
Pat Janet, thank you for taking care of Sandi's website. You are truly a wonderful friend.
Nick & Sandra visitation encounters for Mother's Day / Jackie/Pat Oshunkentan (Mom To Sandra) (Friend) On May 12, 2007 the day before the Mother's Day, Sandra's mother Pat was reading the memorial candles on Sandra's website. She looked at one from Janet, Mom of Nicholas Piccolo who has a memorial website in her son's memory.
She was curious and decided to check out Nicholas' website. As Pat was reading about Nick, she had this overwhelming thought. That she was suppose to call his parents and speak with them. She didn't know why and she felt stupid about doing it. She thought this may be God speaking to her so she decided to go ahead and call. Pat got the phone number and saw that they live in New York which is 2 hours ahead.
That same morning, Nick's parents woke up together and Janet decided that she was going to take the dog for a walk and she also stopped by her mother's house who lives next door. She was only gone for 15 minutes and during this time, her husband fell back to sleep.
When Janet returned to the house, they received a phone call from Pat about 20 minutes later. The father was sitting on the couch in the living room when she called. At first, Pat asked for Mike who is their other son as he is listed on the website. Since he wasn't home, Janet gave the phone to her husband. Pat then asked the husband, "Do you have a brother or son who passed away? I'm calling you about your son’s website." Since the father can't even look at the pictures and the memorial sites because it hurts him too much, he told Pat that she would need to speak with Janet and handed the phone back to his wife.
Pat said that she wasn't sure why she was calling. She wished Janet a Happy Mother's Day. She was calling from Texas and had this uncanny urge to find their number through the phone directory and give them a message. Janet had her on speaker phone and Nick's father who was listening started to cry.
He took the phone from Janet as he had not shared with his wife that he had dream this morning. He told Pat that he had fell asleep for a few minutes while Janet was gone. He had a dream that he had walked into the kitchen and saw Nicholas washing some dishes. He asked him how he was and Nicholas told him that he was fine. He said that he was in Aubrey, Texas all morning and that he was going to Englishtown this afternoon. The father asked him if it was Englishtown, NJ ? but he did not answer. He knew in his dream that Nicholas was dead and thought to himself that since he is a spirit it is possible that he could travel anywhere in very short time.
Pat told him that her son must have been with her all morning because she had been on his memorial website and just had to call them from out of nowhere with this message. In some sense, they believe that Pat wishing a Happy Mother's Day was a direct message from their son Nicholas. Janet thought that she may have lit a candle for Pat’s daughter’s website just one time, but they didn’t know each other before the phone call.
The Piccolos feel that this is just another positive example that "we don't die, we live on and make other friends and family on the other side, and we don't forget the people we leave on this side. The strings are never ever broken. I truly feel that this memorial site has been a true blessing to me and has brought me together with many beautiful angel friends who have comforted and supported me with this unfortunate common grief we all share……My husband and I got goose bumps all over from that beautiful phone call from Pat, and still have them. It truly confirms to us that our angels spirits are alive and always with us, and that through God's goodness and mercy we never die. Pat told me that she and Sandra had loved to collect angels. And I thought to myself that since there's so many moms on this site that have added so many beautiful angel graphics to my son's site that I introduced Pat to them. I was happy to see that they also made angel graphics for Sandra's site. They are all such caring angels on this beautiful memorial site and do them from the bottom of their hearts.”
Forever in our Hearts / Mom, Dad, Mike
Loosing Nick has been so hard on us all. Some days are easier than others. We can’t escape the pain, the loss, the memories and how much we miss him so much. We have to learn to live with the hurt. The holidays are here now and we will have to go on and remember him at the table always making sure there is a place setting for him because, if it is true, and I hope it is, he will always be with us spiritually until we are all together again in heaven. He was truly a gift from God, a gift we are thankful we were given the opportunity to know and love. Everyone who knew Nick should be thankful they did because he was truly a good soul who would give himself up for anyone. This world was too evil and hard for him. For now, we must all learn to live with him spiritually and in memory, and move on with our lives. Nick will always be in our hearts, and we will cherish and remember him by the good happy times
We chose a beautiful saying for his memorial thank you cards which states the following:
"Afterglow" I'd like the memory of me To be a happy one. I'd like To leave an Afterglow of Smiles when day is done. I'd like to leave an echo... Whispering softly down the Ways of happy times and Laughing times and right And sunny days. I'd like The tears of those who Grieve to dry before the Sun of happy memories That I leave behind when Day is done
We felt he would want everyone to remember him by the good times and happy times, and that is why we picked this message. He would want to be remembered for how he lived and not how he died. He would always tell us that he wanted to do everything and anything before he turned thirty. It was as if he knew his destiny. Nick’s friends still come by to visit us and talk to us about the good times they had with Nick. It’s nice hearing from them about all the fun times he had. It’s hard to believe that he’s gone. Some of his friends told us that they had dreams of him. We even had comforting dreams of him where he came to us and said he's felt the best he's ever felt. We know he's at a better place now, at peace and with God, and that someday we will all be together again with him. They say that when you die, even though you aren’t here bodily, you are always with your loved ones spiritually. We always seem to feel his presence near, and would like to think that he can see us too and that he is at peace and happy because he definitely deserves it. Nick was a gift to so many. He touched so many hearts.
Nick, we all love you. You are always with us. Forever in our Hearts. Until we meet again, we will pray for you everyday that you are at peace with God. God Bless You Nick.
Hey Cuz / Nick Ranieri (Cousin) That story about the woman from Texas is absolutly amazing. That was great and I would love if Cuz came to Englishtown. Visit anytime. I love You. Happy Thanksgiving.
If the sun should rise and find your eyes, all filled with tears for me,
I wish so much you wouldn't cry, the way you did today,
While thinking of the many things we didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me, as much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me, I know you'll miss me too.
But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand.
And said my place was ready in Heaven far above,
And that I'd have to leave behind, all those things I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye,
For all my life, I'd always thought, I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for, so much yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible, that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared, and all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday, just even for a while,
I'd say goodbye and kiss you, and maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized, that could never be,
For emptiness and memories, would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things, I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through Heaven's gates, I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me, from his great golden throne.
He said, "This is eternity, and all I've promised you.
Today your life on Earth is past, and here it starts anew".
"I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last,
And since each day's the same day, there's no longing for the past".
"But you have been so faithful, so trusting and so true,
Though there were times you did some things, you know you shouldn't do".
"But you have been forgiven, and now at last you're free,
So won't you take my hand now and share My life with Me".
So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart,
For every time you think of me, I'm right here in your heart.
Remembering/ Janet Remembering
Go ahead and mention my child, The one that died, you know. Don't worry about hurting me further, The depth of my pain doesn't show.
Don't worry about making me cry, I'm already crying inside. Help me to heal by releasing The tears that I try to hide.
I'm hurt when you must be silent, Pretending he didn't exist. I'd rather you mention my child, Knowing that he has been missed. You asked me how I was doing, I say "pretty good" or "fine". But healing is something ongoing. I feel it will take a lifetime.
Please, don't ask me if I'm over it yet I'll never be over it Please, don't tell me Nick is in a better place He isn't here with me Please, don't say at least he isn't suffering I haven't come to terms why he had to suffer at all Please, don't tell me you know how I feel unless you have lost a child Please, don't ask me if I feel better Bereavement isn't a condition that clears up Please, don't tell me at least you had him for so many years What year would you choose for your child to die? Please, don't tell me God never gives us more than we can bare Please, just tell me you are sorry Please, just say you remember my child, if you do Please. just let me talk about my child Please, mention my child's name Please, just let me cry
When you lose a parent, you lose your past. When you lose a spouse, you lose your present. When you lose a child, you lose your future.
A child that loses a parent is an orphan. A man who loses his wife is a widower. A woman who loses her husband is a widow. There is no name for a parent that loses a child, for there is no word to describe this pain.
I have hope that one day we will be with our children again / Donna Mom To Angie-Robert (Someone who cares ) My deepest sympathy to you Janet and Mike. There are no words I can express to make your life easier or better. The only thing we have is the promise we have from God...that one day we will be back with our loved ones! That is my hope and I hope that for you too.
Janet I can understand the pain and anger you are going through because it is the unknown that leaves you wondering all the time. It is one thing to hear the words that your child is dead...but not really knowing the answers to how and why doesn't put a closure on the passing.
My daughter died in a car accident, and the events of that night are not clear to us. We have lived with what the corner and police have confirmed but like you we hear rumors. Plus we knew our daughter and the story doesn't make sense.
I have had a lot to deal with since her passing because she left behind a son who would have turned three, three weeks after her passing. I have custody of him but it has been a long, long road and it is still not over.
I have come to realize that whatever happened that night will not change the fact the Angie will never be coming back home to us here. I believe what goes around comes around and I strongly believe that each of us will have to answer to the man upstairs and he will be the final judge. I also believe that if we are to know, somehow the truth will come to us.
It is the same for your son Nicholas...whatever happened...does it really matter...we can send ourselves crazy...at least now Nick is at peace and he will never have to suffer or get hurt again.
We the ones here are the ones who will continue to get hurt, suffer and never really be at peace until our time is up. As hard as it is we have to go on...the only fair thing we can do is make it as easy as possible for ourselves.
We know we gave our children the best life we could and we made it as happy and safe as possible for them. What more can we do? We think we are in control as parents and we can fix any problems our children endure...another lesson learned...we can't!
I think we have to feel blessed that God gave us our children and that we did have 24 and 25 years with them. I am so happy that Angie was part of my life. I can not imagine never having known her. That would have been a punishment.
I know I may sound cruel and uncaring but I am not. My heart goes out to you. I really really understand your feelings. I just hope that I can help you feel a little better. Sometimes when words are written, they don't sound the same as when a person says them.
I think everyone we meet and chat with on this site all have one thing they would want more than anything else in this world and that is to have their loved ones back! For some unknown reason it seems like it is always the good that go...we just have to have faith and try to understand that God has his reasonings for us, and that we are not suppose to question WHY, but have trust, faith and hope.
I leave you with that, and I do wish you find out the truth about August 18/05, but just don't make yourself sick over it.
I tried to play your Sylvia Brown video and I couldn't get it to work. Did you go and see her?
Take care and anytime you want to talk you can contact me at polopool@yahoo.ca
We need not walk alone. We are the compassionate Friends. We reach out to each other with love, With understanding and with hope. Our children have died at all ages and from many different causes, But our love for our children unites us. We come together from all walks of life, from many different circumstances. We are a unique family because we represent many races and creeds. We are young, we are old, Some of us are far along in our grief, but others still feel a grief so fresh and so intensely painful that we feel helpless and see no hope. Some of us are struggling to find answers, Some of us are angry, filled with guilt or in deep depression, others radiate an inner peace, But what ever pain we bring, it is pain we will share just as we share with each other our love for our children. We are all seeking and struggling to build a future for ourselfes, But we are commited to building that future together as we reach out To each other in love and share the pain as well as the joy, share The anger as well as the peace,share the faith as well as the doubts, And to help each other to grieve as well as to grow. We need not walk alone,
~We are the compassionate Friends~
Thank you for all your support
Condolences/ Judy Britt
Dear Mike & Janet, My heart goes out to your family. It is so hard to handle the shock and disbelief when something like this happens in our lives. I lost my 18 year old daughter very suddenly and unexpectedly. And when you have so many questions and so few answers, it just makes it that much harder. "Farther along we'll know all about it. Farther along we'll understand why". Once again I am so sorry for your loss and I will keep you in my prayers.
In my dreams, you are alive and well Precious child, precious child In my mind, I see you clear as a bell Precious child, precious child In my soul, there is a hole That can never be filled But in my heart, there is hope 'Cause you are with me still
In my heart, you live on Always there never gone Precious child, you left too soon Tho' it may be true that we're apart You will live forever... in my heart
In my plans, I was the first to leave Precious child, precious child But in this world, I was left here to grieve Precious child, my precious child
In my soul, there is a hole That can never be filled But in my heart there is hope And you are with me still
In my heart you live on Always there, never gone Precious child, you left too soon, Tho' it may be true that we're apart You will live forever... in my heart
God knows I want to hold you, See you, touch you And maybe there's a heaven And someday I will again Please know you are not forgotten until then
In my heart you live on Always there never gone Precious child, you left too soon Tho' it may be true that we're apart You will live forever... in my heart
Poem about friendship / Jo-Ann Pacenta (Friend of mom ) Janet, I found the following poem when I was cruising around the internet. I thought of you.
The true friends who we meet online are a very special kind They pierce your shields and see within the corners of your mind. They're always there when you're in need with their power to discern. They feel your pain.........they offer hope and genuine concern. We bare our souls, expose our hearts and show our inner fears, and then before you know it the keyboard's stained with tears. And if we could see them through that screen then no one could deny that to be a TRUE online friend they too must surely cry. (unknown)
Nicholas Picture / Julie Thomas Packer
sending our love to you Precious angel Nick Love to mom xxx
aw Janet so cute / Julie Thomas Packer
For Nick / Julie Thomas Packer
Love Julie x
Nick's Angel / Jana Ogilvie
Thinking of you / Jo-Ann Pacenta (friend)
A Bridge Called Love It takes us back to brighter years, to happier sunlit days and to precious moments that will be with us always.
And these fond recollections are treasured in the heart to bring us always close to those from whom we had to part.
There is a bridge of memories from earth to Heaven above. It keeps our dear ones near us, it's the bridge that we call love.
~ unknown ~
THINKING OF YOU / LuAnn Mom Of ^j^Bob Demartino (friend)
Friend) Read >> God Bless You Bob for Sending me your Mom...Hugs, Janet / Janet (Mom To Nicholas Piccolo) (Friend) God Bless You Bob for sending me your Mom...... Hugs, Janet Close
I'll Be There
Tomorrow I will be there Though you may not see I'll smile and remember The last Christmas, with you and me
Don't be sad mom I'm never far away Your heart has hidden sight My memory will always stay
I watched as you touched the ornaments Sometimes a tear was shed as you did I touched you gently on your shoulder And on tiptoes I proudly stood
I'm only gone for a little while mom I'm waiting for the day to be When God calls out your name mom We'll be together, just you wait and see
But until that time comes Carry on as you did when I was there I tell the angels how much I love you There are angels here everywhere!
I stand behind you some days When I know that you are sad I want you to be happy mom It would make my heart so glad
So on this Christmas Eve, Mom Think of me as I will be thinking of you And touch that special ornament That I once made for you
I love you mom and dad, also I know you know I do And I'll be waiting here for you When your earthly life is through
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