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David before the Notre Dame game November 2007
FOREVER OUR PRECIOUS ANGEL
GO IRISH!!!
This is a journal of his battle against an extremely rare cancer called Pleuropulmonary Blastoma.
If Tomorrow Starts Without Me
Author believed to be
David Romano
When tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not there to see,
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 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 left 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 re-live yesterday
Just even for a while,
I'd say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized,
That this 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,
But here life starts anew
I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day's the same way
There's no longing for the past.
You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true.
Though there were times
You did some things
You knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven
And now at last you're free.
So won't you come and take my hand
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.
Don’t Ask Me
By Rita Moran
Please, don’t ask me if I’m over it yet....
I’ll never be over it....
Please, don’t tell me he’s 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 with 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 bear.....
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, share memories of my child if you have them....
Please, just let me cry........
Journal
Wednesday, April 29, 2009 2:38 PM CDT David,
Time keeps moving forward without you. It is taking me further away from all of the "last times" spent with you. I feel sad and angry more than ever. I miss you so very much. I just want to see your sweet face again and kiss you on the forehead. I want to hear your voice again. I want to hold you in my arms again. I just want my baby back. I'm tired of visiting at the cemetery. That's not where you should be! I am just so DAMN heartbroken!!!! Oh, how I want you here so our family will be whole again. I know it's not your fault. It's no one's fault. It just SUCKS! Plain and simple. Life without you just SUCKS!
Please let me know you are here. I need to know.
I love you............
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