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This memorial website was created in the memory of our precious baby Isabella Santina Gondolfo. She was born on August 10th, 2006 and passed away on October,21 2006 from SIDS. Isabella was only with us for a short 10 weeks but she will never be forgotten. She captured the hearts of everyone who saw her. We miss her so much everyday and we will never stop missing her. She was one of the happiest babies you have ever seen she had a smile that never quit. I am honored to be her mother. I feel so blessed for the short time that we had with her. Isabella completed our family it is so hard for us to go on without her. She is missed and Loved by many that knew her and so many that didn't get the chance to meet her. Isabella was everything that we could have hoped for and more.
"Loved with a love beyond all feeling
Missed with a grief beyond all tears"
“A wife who loses a husband is called a widow, A husband who loses a wife is called a widower. A child who loses his parents is called an orphan,
Yet there is no word for a parent who loses a child,
That’s how awful the loss is.”
Please watch our video of the balloon release for Isabella's Fist Birthday http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uuc_7ooxuWY
"If love could have saved you, you would have lived forever."
"An Angel in the book of life wrote down our baby's birth and whispered as she closed the book "Too beautiful for Earth" -Author Unknown

Before you were concived I wanted you Before you were born I loved you Before you were here for an hour I would die for you -Maureen Hawkins
Not a minute passes that I don't think of you Not an hour goes by that I am not missing you Not a day goes by that I don't shed tears for you I Love You Sweetheart Love, Mommy
"I dropped a tear in the Ocean when they find it That's when I'll stop remembering you"
"What we have deeply loved we never can lose, for all we love deeply, becomes...a part of us" -Helen Keller
This poem was written by Isabella's Uncle Theo, He loves her so much.
Isabella My best neice she was only two months old I Love her and miss her a lot I don't know why she died I would do anything to get her back I lived with her She means so much to me I wish she could come back
A Special Thank you to the PW Sunflower Sweeties, thank you for all your ongoing love and support, also for all that you have done for our family. You have ALL touched our hearts. With love to your family from ours The Gondolfo's
For more information on SIDS or to make a donation to SIDS reasearch, Please visit www.firstcandle.org
Please visit our SIDS Awareness website www.freewebs.com/sidsawarness/
I would like to share the video that I made for Isabella on Youtube, Thank you for watching. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N2lvmKcaqYQ
Please Light a candle for Isabella before you leave so that we know that you came to visit!

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Happy Birthday Little Darling / Grandmother Gentile
Three years ago you were born. A little pink face. Ten little fingers and ten little toes. Absolutly perfect. With your birth came so many smiles. We swelled with Love at the site of you. Such Beauty. We will celebrate yo...
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3 years... / Mommy
I can't not believe that it has been three years since we welcomed the most beautiful little baby girl into the world. Three years ago today it would only be one hour before we would meet you. The love that was filled in that room was amazing. There ...
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Always on my mind... / Mommy
My heart breaks a little more everyday. I go back and fourth between forcing myself to imagine how you would be at almost 3 years old from not allowing myself to even think about it. I also go through times where I remember every last moment that we ...
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Still doesn't seem real... / Mommy
Today I took your brothers out to get some new Christmas decorations. Still after two years whenever I look in the back seat of the car a sadness comes over me knowing that there should be a another seat back there with you in it. There should now be...
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Two Years / Mommy
Sweet Isabella we have now gone two years without you. It has been so hard baby doll. Two years ago yesterday was the last day that we had with you. I can remember everything from that entire day right down to what you wore. Two years ago yesterday I...
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My little Beauty / Grandmother Read >> |
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2 Years ago.... / Mommy Read >> |
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Little Angel / Mommy Read >> |
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Such a sweet baby.Such a beautiful angel! / Heather Jackson (none) Read >> |
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So sorry / Susan Pitman (cousin) Read >> |
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Missing you so much. / Mommy Read >> |
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Sweet Isabella / Mommy Read >> |
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Easter Day / Grandmother Gentile Read >> |
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Happy Easter Angel... / Mommy Read >> |
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My heart hurts / Grandmother Gentile Read >> |
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Her legacy |
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I can only imagine I can only imagine what it will be like When I walk by your side I can only imagine what my eyes will see When your face is before me I can only imagine I can only imagine
Surrounded by your glory What will my heart feel? Will I dance for you Jesus, Or in awe of you be still? Will I stand in your presence, Or to my knees will I fall? Will I sing Halelluja, Will I be able to speak at all? I can only imagine I can only imagine
I can only imagine when that day comes And I find myself standing in the Son I can only imagine when all I will do Is forever, forever worship you I can only imagine I can only imagine
Surrounded by your glory, What will my heart feel? Will I dance for you Jesus, Or in awe of you be still? Will I stand in your presence, Or to my knees will I fall? Will I sing Halelluja, Will I be able to speak at all? I can only imagine, yeah I can only imagine I can only imagine, yeah, yeah, yeah
Surrounded by your glory, What will my heart feel? Will I dance for you Jesus, Or in awe of you be still? Will I stand in your presence, Or to my knees will I fall? Will I sing Halelluja, Will I be able to speak at all? I can only imagine, yeah
I can only imagine, yeah, yeah I can only imagine, Yeah I can only imagine I can only imagine, Ohh yeah I can only imagine
I can only imagine when all I will do is forever, forever worship you I can only imagine
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I thought of you with Love today "I thought of you with love today but that is nothing new, I thought about you yesterday and days before that too. I think of you in silence I often speak your name, all I have are memories and your picture in a frame. Your memory is my keepsake with which I'll never part God has you in His keeping I have you in my heart." |
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Bereaved Parents Wish list I wish my child hadn't died. I wish I had him back.
I wish you wouldn't be afraid to speak my child's name. My child lived and was very important to me. I need to hear that he was important to you also.
If I cry and get emotional when you talk about my child I wish you knew that it isn't because you have hurt me. My child's death is the cause of my tears.
You have talked about my child, and you have allowed me to share my grief. I thank you for both.
I wish you wouldn't "kill" my child again by removing his pictures, artwork, or other remembrances from your home.
Being a bereaved parent is not contagious, so I wish you wouldn't shy away from me. I need you now more than ever.
I need diversions, so I do want to hear about you; but, I also want you to hear about me.
I might be sad and I might cry, but I wish you would let me talk about my child, my favorite topic of the day.
I know you think of and pray for me often. I also know that my child's death pains you, too.
I wish you would let me know those things through a phone call, a card, note, or a real big hug.
I wish you wouldn't expect my grief to be over in a short period of time. I wish you could understand that my grief will never be over.
I will suffer the death of my child until the day I die. Grief is a life long process.
I am working very hard in my recovery, but I wish you could understand that I will never fully recover.
I will always miss my child, and I will always grieve that he is dead.
I wish you wouldn't expect me "not to think about it" or to "be happy".
Neither will happen for a very long time, so don't frustrate yourself.
I don't want to have a "pity party", but I do wish you would let me grieve. I must hurt before I can heal.
I wish you understood how my life has shattered. I know it is miserable for you to be around me when I'm feeling miserable. Please be as patient with me as I am with you.
When I say "I'm doing okay", I wish you could understand that I don't "feel" okay and that I struggle daily.
I wish you knew that all of the grief reactions I'm having are very normal.
Depression, anger, hopelessness and overwhelming sadness are all to be expected.
So please excuse me when I'm quiet and withdrawn or irritable and cranky.
Your advice to "take one day at a time" is excellent advice. However, a day is too much and too fast for me right now. I wish you could understand that I'm doing good to handle an hour at a time.
Please excuse me if I seem rude, certainly not my intent. Sometimes the world around me goes too fast and I need to get off. When I walk away, I wish you would let me find a quiet place to spend time alone.
I wish you understood that grief changes people. When my child died, a big part of me died with him. I am not the same person I was before my child died, and I will never be that person again.
I wish very much that you could understand understand my loss and grief, my silence and my tears, my void and my pain. BUT...I pray daily that you will never understand.
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My sweetheart, Grandmother loves you so much. I am missing you terribly. My world feels so empty without you here. You really made life such a joyous place to be. All the smiles, such happiness. A real love bug. You are such a special little girl. As for mommy and daddys friends called the SUNFLOWER SWEETIES, these wonderful people come from a web site that mommy would go to long before you were born. Each one of them would celebrate the birth of each others child. They come from all over the world. When they learned what had happened there was an out pour of saddness it was just like they had known you and your family always. Without hesitation they all got together through e-mails and message boards wondering what they could do to help mommy and daddy. They knew Christmas was right around the corner and knew just how difficult it would be for mommy and daddy. They out did themselves, they sent gifts for your brother Luca and your Uncle Theo. They sent gifts for mommy and daddy too they even sent a gift for your puppy Maggie. There also was donations made to the SIDs foundation so that maybe one day these tragedys will stop. See Sweetheart, do you see how special you are! From one end of the earth to the other, you have touched so many hearts. TO THOSE SUNFLOWER SWEETIES, MY GRADITIUDE IS ENORMOUS. YOU HAVE MADE SUCH A DIFFERENCE IN MY KRISTEN AND DEREKS LIVES. THANK YOU SO MUCH. WISHING ALL OF YOU A TRUELY HAPPY NEW YEAR. |
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mothers grief To those of you who look away when I grow teary eyed in the baby department, look a little deeper. Surely you have some compassion in your heart.
To those of you who change the subject when I speak my daughters name, change your way of thinking. It may just change your whole life.
To those of you who roll your eyes and say we barely had them at all, how could we miss them so much, in our hearts we have seen them live a thousand times. We have seen their first steps, first day of school, their weddings, and their children. We have had them forever in our minds.
To those who say we can have another, even if we had twenty more they would never be her, and we will always miss her.
To those who say get on with my life, I have. It is a different life, the life of a grieving mother. One with a trmendous amount to be thankful for, but also one with a lot to mourn the loss of.
Do not judge a bereaved mother. She comes in many forms.
She is breathing, but she is dying.
She may look young, but inside she has become ancient.
She smiles, but her heart throbs.
She walks, she talks, she cooks, she cleans, she works, she IS, but she is NOT, all at once.
She is here, but part of here is elsewhere for eternity.
Do not dismiss us: we have shaped more than just the future generation.
We have released all the tiny angels who are watching over you.
Open your eyes to US, and you just might see THEM. |
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Isabella's Photo Album |
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