| EMily's Family in heaven |
| Gramma Fumarolo (Geese Gramma) Angel Date 8-21-1999 |
| Joanna, Anna and Diane Nylec Emily's Triplet sisters Angel Date 5-4-1998 |
| Gramma Nylec (Pink Gramma) Angel Date 11-14-2004 |
| Grampa Nylec Angel Date 11-14-2004 |
| Emily's Dad Ed Nylec Angel Date 2-12-2006 |
"One Sweet Day" by Mariah Carey featuring Boyz II Men Sorry, I never told you, all I wanted to say. Now it's too late to hold you. ' Cause you've flown away, so far away. Never, Had I imagined, yeah, living without your smile. Feelin' and knowing you hear me. It keeps me alive. Alive! And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven, Like so many friends we've lost along the way, And I know eventually we'll be together. One sweet day. Picture a little scene from Heaven. Darling, I never showed you. Assumed you'd always be there. I took your presence for granted. But I always cared And I miss the love we shared. And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven. Like so many friends we've lost along the way. And I know eventually we'll be together. One sweet day. Picture a little scene from Heaven. Although, the sun will never shine the same, I'll always look to a brighter day. Yeah, Lord, I know, when I lay me down to sleep, You'll always listen, as I pray! And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven, Like so many friends we've lost along the way, And I know eventually we'll be together. One sweet day. Sorry, I Never told you, all I wanted to say |
from the book "The Five People You Meet in Heaven" by Mitch Album "In those final moments, Eddie seemed to hear the whole world: distant screaming waves, music, a rush of wind, a low, loud, ugly sound that he realized was his own voice blasting through his chest. The little girl raised her arms. Eddie lunged. His bad leg buckled. He half flew, half stumbled toward her... He felt two hands in his own, two small hands. A stunning impact. A blinding flash of light And then, nothing." *** Those of you who read this book or saw the movie will understand the metaphor between Eddie in this book and Ed Nylec, of whose small hands Ed Nylec might have felt as he crossed over. *** |
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