Tony Cipolla

In memory of my son Tony Cipolla who left this world on November 9, 2000.

October 28th, 2000.

It became hard to breathe.

I watched you fight for life for 13 days.

You were getting better, that’s what they said.

We both started breathing a little easier.

You stared, with those beautiful blue eyes, deep into mine. I said, Tony, It’s going to be ok, and you will be coming home soon. I kissed you good night and you closed your eyes. Some time that night, you stopped breathing. God took you home to his house, and not mine.

I will never know why you had to die.

I think of you, and I smile, I laugh, then I cry.

I was so blessed to have you for 18 years and thank God for that time.

I keep a part of you with me, everywhere I am there you’ll be.

You are now my light on my darkest days.

You are forever my Angel.

T.J.

Always Remember, your hand is held gently by someone that never grips too tightly, but yet never lets go.

Forever missing you.

Forever loving you.