Messages from angelina's friends at Fantassia's Palace. (Some of the messages below have been edited for content.) (Continued from previous page.)
Tue Aug 7 06:22:44 2001 lovegoddess: coming in, after being with my son who has been sick these past few days.......remembering how I was looking and asking about angie on Friday past.....trying to let this sink in, shocked at reading all of this.....remembering how proud angie was when I rescued my puppy from a bad bad dog officer who abused 28 dogs.....angie was so proud that I went to the animal rescue and saved one of those dogs....She even gave me a list of names, although I didn't use one of her's she loved the name I gave her "Lady"....after Princess Diana yet another wonderful lady......angie you will be missed, but I do know that you have found peace and happiness and I know you are looking down at us all with a smile on your face at seeing how you have touched A/all of our lives.....*lighting a candle* Peace be with you....
Tue Aug 7 06:23:56 2001 EmberFlame: for angie, perfectly...
I HOPE YOU DANCE (Mark D. Sanders, Tia Sillers)
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder, You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger, May you never take one single breath for granted, GOD forbid love ever leave you empty handed, I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean, Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens, Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance, And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance. I hope you dance....I hope you dance. I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance, Never settle for the path of least resistance, Livin' might mean takin' chances but they're worth takin', Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth makin', Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter, When you come close to sellin' out reconsider, Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance, And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance. I hope you dance....I hope you dance. I hope you dance....I hope you dance. (Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along, Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone.) I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean, Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens, Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance, And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance. Dance....I hope you dance. I hope you dance....I hope you dance. I hope you dance....I hope you dance.. (Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along, Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have
gone.
Tue Aug 7 06:28:07 2001 paleface: ticie my friend ......the good lord has an angel on his side now..... deep in our hearts we will always remember you... I will say a prayer for you.... like you have many times for the many losses in my family
love ya always Coach
Tue Aug 7 06:38:28 2001 ~opal*essence~: miss you angie my dear heart sister...
'...a heart is not judged by how much you love, but rather how much you are loved by others.....' (Quote from Wizard of Oz)
and angie, your heart must be so full as you are loved so very greatly....shalom dear heart sister....shalom
Tue Aug 7 07:05:25 2001 baileyi{B}: slipping in quietly, whispering a loving prayer for one that touched so M/many lives. you truely will be missed dear friend. angels will now lead you to your world that awaits. be at peace angie.
*wiping away tears* ..Barracuda and i will always keep you in O/our hearts..
Tue Aug 7 07:09:09 2001 Axton: I'm not much of a poet.But I do love music.As I know Angie did. And I know she loved dancing.So this goes out to you little lady......
You look out of your window, Into the night. Could be rain, could be snow, But it can't feel as cold as you're feeling inside.
And all of you friends are either married, vanished, Or just left alone. But that's no reason to just stop living. That's no excuse to just give in to a sad and lonely heart.
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no, Don't forget to smile. Don't forget to dance, no, no, no, Forget it for a while.
'Cause darling, darling, I bet you danced a good one in your time. And if this were a party I'd really make sure the next one would be mine. Yes, you with the broken heart.
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no, Don't forget to smile. Don't forget to dance, no, no, no, Forget it for a while.
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no, Forget it for a while.
You walk down the street And all the young punks whistle at you. A nice bit of old, Just goes to show what you can achieve with the right attitude. As you pass them by They whisper their remarks one to another, And you give them the eye Even that you know that you could be their mother. You do the thing you love the most. What separates you from the rest, And what you love to do the most? And when they ask me how you dance, I say that you dance real close.
Don't forget to dance, no, no, no, Don't forget to dance.
Tue Aug 7 07:11:46 2001 mickel: Not much to say, really. So long, angie. See you later.
Tue Aug 7 08:19:02 2001 Kathe: *reading all of the lovely posts....the reality of it all finally hitting me*
*tears streaming*
opalmeister....I would've have been in the Celtic Cavern last night, had I been able to.*hugs*
*hugs to all*
Tue Aug 7 08:29:08 2001 timothy: enters, reading the posts, just finding out what happened, leaving flowers for Angie, and her family, and all her friends here.
Tue Aug 7 08:37:53 2001 ~Cyberotica-Chrysalis~: Jewish Mourning Judaism, specifies seven immediate family members who are expected to directly observe the mourning period: the mother and father, son and daughter, brother and sister, (including half-brother and half-sister), and husband and wife.
Clothing And Mourning These seven certain members of the family in mourning do not wear leather shoes, put on make up or use perfume, shave, take haircuts, or bathe, and no marital relationships take place. All mirrors in the house where the family is sitting Shiva are covered as mourners are not to be vain. All mourners sit on low stools or the floor. The word Shevah in Hebrew means seven, and the word Shiva is taken from that to mean seven days of mourning following the funeral.
Burial Ceremony Traditions The Rabbi or a representative tears the blouse or shirt of the seven mourners as a sign of mourning. It is called tearing the Kria. For a mother or father, the left side of the shirt is ripped because it is considered a deeper loss for the parent who brought the deceased into the world and are considered closest to you in feelings. For other family members, the right side of the shirt is torn. Services starts with the Kaddish, a special prayer which is also recited for a parent for 11 months and for other family members for 30 days. Kaddish is usually said by the son. If there are no sons, family members can designate someone else to say Kaddish for the deceased. It is considered a privilege for the deceased soul to have someone say Kaddish for them.
Shiva During the week of Shiva, any family member and friends come to comfort the mourners, regardless of their religious beliefs. It is customary to bring food, such as uncut fruit or bakery goods from a kosher bakery or store. At the first meal after the funeral, mourners eat a hard-boiled egg and something round to indicate that life is like a circle and the mourners have no words to describe their loss.
For thirty days, mourners do not attend weddings, bar/bat-mitzvahs or other events that have music. The son or daughter of the deceased do not attend for 12 months. They also do not shave or cut their hair.
Visiting The Cemetery Customs vary as to when one may visit the grave site. In Israel, it is customary for people to go on the day they finish sitting Shiva. Others may go at the end of the Shloshim (The Thirty Days), others don't go for eleven months. Visitors can bring live flowers, although a more accepted custom is to put stones on the grave instead. Putting a pebble on the grave is an expression of someone having visited to pay respect for the deceased person.
Customs also vary about the Tombstone Unveiling ceremony. In Israel, many people do it after 30 days, other people do it at the 11th month after the burial. The family Rabbi would be the best person to check with.
For those that care to do so . . . I know that the days are not correct for this . . but this is the mourners prayer of Kaddish What is Kaddish?
Throughout the millenium, Jews have remembered their loved ones with the recitation of the Kaddish.
Kaddish is the most caring and respectful way we can manifest our undying love.
Kaddish is the way we actively demonstrate that a Jewish soul is never forgotten.
Reading Kaddish for angie . . . Magnified and sanctified be G-d's great name in the world which He created according to His will. May he establish His kingdom during our lifetime and during the lifetime of Israel. Let us say, Amen. May G-d's great name be blessed forever and ever. Blessed, glorified, honored and extolled, adored and acclaimed be the name of the Holy One, though G-d is beyond all praises and songs of adoration which can be uttered. Let us say, Amen.
May there be peace and life for all of us and for all Israel. Let us say, Amen.
Let He who makes peace in the heavens, grant peace to all of us and to all Israel. Let us say, Amen.
as you have passed through this world too quickly I read the words for you . . .
Tue Aug 7 08:56:17 2001 ~opal*essence~: aye i know it Kathe *warm tight hugs* i am still numb
Tue Aug 7 09:15:38 2001 ~sexyshell~: as am I, opal.... I think I woke up this morning wishing it had all been a horrible nightmare...
I just talked to Geoff... dear, sweet man... *tight, tight hug*
I love you Ticie~~ I miss you.
Tue Aug 7 09:23:03 2001 Kathe: does anyone know if Jules or Kirl have heard the news yet? thanks for the post, CC....
Tue Aug 7 09:23:45 2001 Geoff: It's very difficult to say anything right now except to thank you all for your thoughts and prayers for angie / ticie. Let these two things be in our thoughts for now: the first is her own words, posted here less than two weeks before her own death, when she posted them to comfort another on the death of a loved one:
She said: "If You can take comfort in this....
know this and believe...
God Knows God Sees everything and God cares.... ....He's not really gone, only from this vale of tears.....and You will be reunited with Him sometime in the future...
Where He is.......no tears, no suffering, no pain.......in peace......believe."
And this poem, which has long been a favorite of mine and which she had also learned to love, could now be her own words, sent from that place of peace:
"Sleep on: I lie at heaven's high oriels, Over the stars that murmur as they go Lighting your lattice-windows far below: And every star some of the glory spells Whereof I know.
"I have forgotten you long, long ago, Like the sweet silver singing of thin bells vanished, Or music fading soft and low; Sleep on: I lie at heaven's high oriels Who loved you so."
My beloved Trishi ... rest in peace.
Tue Aug 7 09:27:18 2001 ~sexyshell~: Kathe... both Jules & Kirl were here last night.. *hug*
Tue Aug 7 09:27:50 2001 ~sexyshell~: *looking up.... wiping my tears... giving Geoff a huge hug*
Tue Aug 7 09:30:45 2001 Kathe: *hugs for Geoff* okay, shell...thanks*hugs*
angie was one of the sweetest ladys i knew....i know she's in a better place now, but that doesn't make it easier....i wish i could have been here more often to talk to her....i'm no good with words, though, so i'll just say that i know we'll all miss her....and that i hope i do get to meet up with her again when i go....this has also made me realize that i love you guys....no matter what you do....that's the reason i keep coming back...even if i do get burned....i can't help it....i didn't get to say it to angie, so i'm saying it to everyone here....this wasn't my first chat home, but it will probally be my last...i'll always end up coming back here....b/c i love this place and i love you guys.....
for angie: Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar, When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep, Too full for sound and foam, When that which drew from out the boundless deep Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell, And after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell, When I embark;
For tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place The flood may bear me far, I hope to see my Pilot face to face When I have crost the bar.
~Lord Afred Tennyson~
*gives everyone a soft hug*
Tue Aug 7 09:56:04 2001 DarK AngeL Of AbsolutioN: Angelina... fly on silverwings... Dance in the skies, your stage has been set... I know that you will be happy up there in heaven. Although we will all miss you i am sure that you will now enjoy eternal happiness up there in heaven. I remember how your complex humour used to make me smile and you always asked after me and the Island were i live...For that i thank you deeply, you were a good freind and you shall never be forgotten ..... Embrace the eternal sleep.. Ticie..
Tue Aug 7 10:43:01 2001 Anais: To devilina from your Hoochie Mama Goddess
Wind Beneath My Wings
Ohhhh, oh, oh, oh, ohhh. It must have been cold there in my shadow, To never have sunlight on your face. You were content to let me shine, that's your way. You always walked a step behind.
So I was the one with all the glory, While you were the one with all the strain. A beautiful face without a name for so long. A beautiful smile to hide the pain.
Did you ever know that you're my hero, And everything I would like to be? I can fly higher than an eagle, For you are the wind beneath my wings.
It might have appeared to go unnoticed, But I've got it all here in my heart. I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it. I would be nothing without you.
Did you ever know that you're my hero? You're everything I wish I could be. I could fly higher than an eagle, For you are the wind beneath my wings.
Did I ever tell you you're my hero? You're everything, everything I wish I could be. Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle, For you are the wind beneath my wings, 'Cause you are the wind beneath my wings.
Oh, the wind beneath my wings. You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings. Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high. Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings. Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.
Fly, fly, fly high against the sky, So high I almost touch the sky. Thank you, thank you, Thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.
Fly away little dancer, We love you and Miss you!!
Love Laura , Terry and Family
Tue Aug 7 10:43:54 2001 Knight Wolf: Numb...yes this is exaCTLY how I feel......Angie you will be missed I will miss the flow of words you so generously shared with each of us...your gift of giving laughter ...My words are inadequate...but Angie you were loved by all in here and simply put this world is a sadder place with you gone.....you were as refreshing as the morning breeze..walking out in wonder of it all;..
Tue Aug 7 12:11:25 2001 DarK AngeL Of AbsolutioN: Dedicated To My brother in Law Daniel...My cousin Brian and Angelina... Embrace the eternal sleep....
Where did we come from? Why are we here? Where do we go when we die? What lies beyond And what lay before? Is anything certain in life?
They say, "Life is too short," "The here and the now" And "You're only given one shot" But could there be more, Have I lived before, Or could this be all that we've got?
If I die tomorrow I'd be all right Because I believe That after we're gone The spirit carries on
I used to be frightened of dying I used to think death was the end But that was before I'm not scared anymore I know that my soul will transcend
I may never find all the answers I may never understand why I may never prove What I know to be true But I know that I still have to try
If I die tomorrow I'd be allright Because I believe That after we're gone The spirit carries on
[Victoria:] "Move on, be brave Don't weep at my grave Because I am no longer here But please never let Your memory of me disappear"
[Nicholas:] Safe in the light that surrounds me Free of the fear and the pain My questioning mind Has helped me to find The meaning in my life again Victoria's real I finally feel At peace with the girl in my dreams And now that I'm here It's perfectly clear I found out what all of this means
If I die tomorrow I'd be allright Because I believe That after we're gone The spirit carries on
Dream theater..Scenes from a Memory - The spirit Carries on.
Tue Aug 7 12:52:47 2001 LEGION~DW~: angie was always cool and very supportive of Me and kim. She had some of the most annoying and also some of the coolest quirks of anyone in the palace.
angie, may God hold your soul in the palm of His hands and comfort you through eternity
Tue Aug 7 1:39:40 2001 Dubird: i made this and Kathe said i should post it...so here's this:
