angelhearts.gif (22367 bytes).   This page is dedicated to my grandparents whom I loved very much

   In Memory of  anglamb.gif (14199 bytes)

I miss you both very much.

Pasquale Zeffiro

January 15, 1911 -

June 22, 1994

Waltraud Zeffiro

September 13, 1921 -

March 6, 1997

fountnx.gif (16919 bytes)  sadang_1.gif (49214 bytes)   fountnx.gif (16919 bytes)

gddove.gif (2101 bytes)    WE ARE FREE      gddove_17469.gif (1271 bytes)

Don't grieve for us, for now we're free. We are following the path God has laid you see. We took His hand when we heard Him call. We turned our backs and left it all.   

We could not stay another day. To laugh, to love, to work or play. Tasks left undone must stay that way. We found that peace at the close of the day.

If our parting has left a void, then fill it with remembered joys. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss. Oh yes, these things we too will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow. We wish you the sunshine of tomorrow. Our lives have been full, we savored much. Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.

Perhaps our time seemed all too brief... don't lengthen it now with undue grief. Lift up your hearts and peace to thee.
God wanted us; he set us free!

~~author unknown~~

angel3b.gif (8122 bytes)      grams&gramp2.JPG (6043 bytes)        angel12.gif (10964 bytes)

 

THE TWO BOXES

I have in my hands two boxes

Which God gave me to hold

He said,"Put all your sorrows in the black,

And all your joys in the gold."

I heeded his words, and in the two boxes

Both my joys and sorrows I store

But though the gold became heavier each day

The black was as light as before

With curiosity, I opened the black

I wanted to find out why

And I saw, in the base of the box, a hole

Which my sorrows had fallen out by

I showed the hole to God, and mused aloud,

"I wonder where my sorrows could be."

He smiled a gentle smile at me.

"My child, they're all here with me."

I asked,"God, why give me the boxes,

"Why the gold, and the black with the hole?"

"My child, the gold is for you to count your blessings,

the black is for you to let go."

~author unknown

cutie2.gif (11228 bytes)

A foundation that is built on love will never crumble. So whether they are physically with me or not, doesn't matter. Loved ones don't leave, NOT if we keep them in our hearts and isn't THAT what matters most??

 

BACK TO Michelle's page