My father and Andrei's grandfather left this world. May the beautiful souls of my two Eugen's find each other in the garden of the righteous!
May both rest in light and heavenly peace!
A candle for all the Angels who protect us.
A candle for you, Andrei and for your grandpa.May the light help us too ,as we need to find the way through the problems of this life.
Light and peace for you!
Mama ta a pierdut un alt suflet drag saptamana aceasta.Ia-l de mana si arata-i drumul.
Eu nu pot decat sa spun Dumnezeu sa-l ierte si sa-l odihneasca. Stiu ca a fost un om deosebit.Si sot si tata si bunic de exceptie.
Dumnezeu sa va odihneasca !
The world you left us in is still full of suffering. But there are also heart warming things and thoughts, such as the love for you, which doesn't fade or wither. Its renewed, everlasting intensity gives me so much hope.
I love you dearly,
I miss you terribly, my son.
Did I tell you? You were the best! I am so proud of who you were and how you conducted your short but beautiful life. You continue to give meaning to my life from the worlds beyond. May your spirit sense my pride and feel my endless love! May your spirit be light like a morning cloud and bright like a ray of sunshine!
Prayers of light and peace for you every day!
Pure love for a pure spirit. That's what everything is polished slowly into by the time that passes.
With endless love,
My dear angels in the skies, there is so much love for you down here!
De cine pling? De tine,
sau de mine?
O sa ne pling pe amindoi,
pin-o sa aflu de la tine
ca ti-este bine.
Unde e vremea cind tu zimbeai cu mine?
Unde e vremea cind eu râdeam cu tine?
Maine este 1 iunie, Ziua Copilului si gandul meu merge si spre tine , copilul vesel si tanarul cu spirit liber , care , desi si-a frant aripile prea repede , duce , prin spirit in alta dimensiune frumusetea sufleteasca de aici. Sa-i veghezi pe cei dragi de acolo si sa ai cale senina .
When you die young as you did, a wealth of love is sent your way into the spheres. May our boundless love find you. May everything not be interrupted.
With adoration and hope,
May you be at peace!
Nici eu nu te pot uita si an dupa an, luna aprilie mi te aduce in minte si in suflet, privesc toate pozele ce le am cu tine si ochii mi se umplu de lacrimi.
Odihneste-te in pace!
On April 21, 2010 the morning I dropped you at York, was the last time to hear back your deep, masculine voice when I said good bye. On that day, 20 years after the gift of your birth, and 20 days after your 20th birthday, cold winds carried you away. I am trying, when I can, not to disturb the peace you may have found. Forgive me my darling for upsetting the universal harmony and your peace unwillingly.
I love you deeply. We love you deeply.
Paste luminat acolo unde te vei afla!
The happiness of having held you in my arms will stay with me for the rest of my life. Love you baby boy, my precious gift from 24 years ago!
Today is your birthday it is a day marking the amazing life of an amazing young man that touched the lives of everybody around him.
Andrei you are still doing this, not only on your birthday, but almost every day. Your presence is felt mostly by your mom but also by different other people and you have no idea how many of us think of you during our crazy, busy days.
People believe in angels and since you are our angel we do believe that having you watching over makes a big difference. It may be not easy at times, seeing that the world around us is not getting better but your serenity and love is always there, something to give hope and trust in the coming days.
We are sending you a lot of love arriving to you on the wings of spring, when nature comes to life again, with flowers, trees and whispers of wind that surely is a messenger between us and the angel in our life.
Happy heavenly birthday, sweet angel!!!
We remember you today, on your birthday, with love; we miss you so very much.
Happy Birthday in Heaven Dear Angel !
We love you forever.
Fiecare dintre noi este o manifestare umana a unui aspect divin. Un dar al divinitatii pentru fiecare, o poarta mereu deschisa catre cer.
Darul nostru personal , atunci cand este viu si echilibrat , este o flacara ce straluceste si nu se stinge niciodata! Acest foc launtric constituie legatura noastra cu un aspect divin, cu eternitatea.
Acest dar ne conduce pasii, ne inspira, ne aduce in legatura cu oamenii de care avem nevoie sau care au nevoie de noi, atrage situatii potrivite la momentul potrivit.
Menirea fiecaruia dintre noi este manifestarea acestui dar in toate aspectele vietii: personal, familial, pofesional, social!
Andrei se pare si-a implinit menirea devreme, de l-au luat ingerii SUS!
Straluceste si vegheaza de SUS acum !
Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca in pace !
24 years ago, on a Sunday at noon, the second happiest day of my life, I thought the world was mine. Half an hour after the miracle of giving birth to you, when I made a call to announce “It's a boy”, the world was mine. For years and years I lived with an amazing feeling of plenitude. Until the day I was made to understand that the world was not mine or ours. Who's world is it?
May your young boy logic and words of wisdom that I listened to in amazement one day be right. You told me that it is likely that the human spirit is somehow recovered and reused (you may have said recycled) just because it is more economical and because the alternative would be too wasteful.
We go through life without knowing for certain, but today I consider my ignorance of what may be a blessing. It allows me to say “Happy birthday, son!” not only “I wish I could tell you Happy birthday, son!”
May it be! And may the requiem and the blessings from a mother's heart be as far-reaching as needed!
In data de 1 Aprilie, Andrew ar fi implinit 24 ani. Voi fi in avion indreptandu-ma spre Indianapolis, deaceea asi vrea sa-i trimit un gand frumos si sa-i pomenesc numele si trecerea lui atat de scurta pe pamant. A fost frumos, a fost inteligent, a fost un fiu si un frate iubitor,plin de delicatete sufleteasca si blandete.
Dumnezeu sa il ocroteasca printre ingeri, iar noi cei care l-am cunoscut sa nu-l uitam.
Am vazut finala de hochei la Olimpiada de iarna 2014 din Rusia si dupa o partida exceptionala echipa Canadei a cucerit medalia olimpica de aur. Ce echipa, ce baieti tineri si frumosi, ce viteza,totul a fost impresionant.
Imediat m-am gandit la tine Andrei si mi-am imaginat cat de bucuros ai fi fost. Poate ca de acolo unde esti chiar te-ai bucurat alaturi de toata Canada.
Andrei dragutule, se apropie sfarsitul iernii, sau cel putin asa nadajduim cu totii. Mai sunt doar cateva zile si fetele si baietii isi daruiesc martisoare, depinde de traditia locului. La noi baietii sunt intr-o febra grozava sa caute ceva potrivit pentru iubita, prietena, colega, sora, mama sau bunica lor.In statiile de metrou sau in fata marilor magazine, in centru dar si la periferie, poti vedea sute de panouri pline cu micute martisoare mai pretioase sau mai ieftine, confectionate de artisti plastici necunoscuti sau pur si simplu in mod industrial. Sti care sunt preferatele mele? Cele din tabla sau din lemn sau din sticla, cat mai mici si care se leagana pe snurul alb-rosu la reverul hainei.Sunt sigura ca si tu sti lucrurile acestea dar ti le amintesc numai asa ca sa avem ceva de povestit impreuna.Dar ce zici de ghiocei?Sti ceva mai pur si mai gingas?Eu m-am gandit cata asemanare este intre sufletul tau curat si gingasia ghioceilor.Acum te las sa te odihnesti in pace si iti promit ca voi reveni scumpule.
When we watched some of the winter Olympics together four years ago, there was so little time left...
Rest in peace my dareangel skier!
To the question I send into the void every so often "Where are you?", I was inspired to think of this answer recently: "You are burried in my heart."
I need to make sure that it is peaceful and warm for you there!
Mom, thinking of you with warm love, every day
Astazi este 1 decembrie si nu se poate sa nu ma gandesc si la Andrei. Ieri a fost Sf. Andrei si astazi cifra zilei lui de nastere.
M-au impresionat foarte mult cuvintele tale . Sigur ca viata lui a fost doar o dimineata, as spune eu ca a fost din toate punctele de vedere "o primavara" in care doar a inmugurit .Cu siguranta el traieste in sufletul tau -for ever-si in amintirea tuturor celor care l-au cunoscut-inclusiv a mea-care , din pacate, l-am cunoscut foarte putin.
Sunt sigura ca Dumnezeu il are in paza Lui.
Today is your name day; we remember you with Love and we miss you so much.
Rest in Peace !
Viewed at the scale of a day, your life was like a short morning that ended before noon, without afternoon, without sunset, without the calmness of the evening and the thrills of the night. I dare say it was a nice, bright, promising morning.
The memories of that break of day are so sweet, but the undelying sadness is so intense.
I love you to the moon and back until the end of the day!
Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca in pace pe Andrei!
Azi este Sf.Andrei. Ca in fiecare an de ziua ta, te pomenim draga Andrei si ne rugam pentru odihna sufletului tau.Dormi in pace si de acolo de unde esti, vegheaza asupra mamei si surorii tale.
One of the powerful things I understood well by losing Andrei is that we are transient.
If I think of a moment far in the future when Andrei would have departed this world at a very old age, for a split second, the shortness of his life becomes irrelevant. By then, he would have achieved what he did anyway: he would have enjoyed the gift of life and he would have developed his spirit. His legacy may be less important, but most legacies are transitory anyway. In the big scheme of things, Andrei had time to develop a beautiful mind and soul. With deep love!
On 9/11, Andrei was 11 young years of age and helas, I don't remember very clearly his reaction to the events on that second darkest day of my life!
Vigil of love, today and every day!
PS: One good service we can provide to humanity is to nurture and protect those who depend on us!
neputinta si nestiinta de tine.
Dar gindul de dor,
singura mea aripa de zbor,
ma duce aproape de tine
parte din multele mele suspine.
Wherever you are, your Mom's undying love for you will find you!
Symmetry and broken symmetry
Your life was life for me.
Your laughter was laughter for me.
Your pain was pain for me.
Now the symmetry and order are broken!
Your peace is cry for me.
Your present is only past for me.
Your time holds no promise for me.
Painfully longing for the old order,
Caressing you with words... I wish I did that much more! Now, it's not good enough for you, it's not good enough for me. But it is the only form of embrace I am allowed.
Sending you words of love,
May we who cradle your soul down here - those who are inhabited by you leading the way, those who are fond of you, those who feel for you, those who remember you - be allowed to be in sync with you when writing these requiems. May indeed love be the key!
In memoriam Andrei, my heart too swells with love and irreversible sorrow on the last beautiful day of spring and the first beautiful day of summer. In memoriam Andrei, love, tears, flowers and lights!
“…et rose, il a vécu ce que vivent les roses: l'espace d'un matin”.
Trying my hardest not to cry on this beautiful last day of spring.
Many talk about a better place. I've read some books, I've listened to words of wisdom and I do my best every day to imagine existence in the virtual world beyond, which is said to be in fact the ultimate reality, untouched by vainness and senselessness. Shall I imagine you busy in the “au-delà” as French call it, or contemplative? Shall I imagine you having desires in the au-delà or having everything? Shall I imagine you still using your senses and having perceptions in the au-delà or just being enlightened with instantaneous knowledge and clarity? Shall I imagine you trying to reach out to us from the au-delà and not managing only because of our lack of ability? Shall I imagine you having reached the ultimate destination in the au-delà or still striding the journey? Shall I imagine you looking “down” to us from the au-delà, as so many seem to believe? Shall I imagine you far up or close by? Shall I imagine you having the same hobbies and passions or shall I imagine a tranquil and imperturbable you? Shall I imagine a no-frontier or a confined au-delà? Is it lonely in the au-delà or are you in good company? When I think of all the possibilities, I wish you at least knew more than me.
Mom with love.
Tot ce am citit este emotionant.
Astazi , mai mult ca oricand stiu ca te gandesti la puiul tau . A fost o fiinta minunata si nu pot decat sa cred ca este intr-o lume mai buna de unde ...poate, te priveste cu drag.
The book of Andrew is not finished. From wherever he is not or he is, he keeps writing his book onto my heart. With kindness and wisdom. A new page every time he visits our common space, my thoughts, where I welcome him with constant curiosity, endless love and, on the occasion, the selfish desire that he would visit at home. He retells the story of his life with modesty and reservation, in a very humbling way that makes everyday struggles look futile and time all directional. He was blessed with a beautiful human essence, a great soul. May he continue to be graced with tranquility and balance!
Un gand bun pentru Andrei inainte de Duminica Pastelui.
Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca la pieptul Lui!
You were born one spring. You left twenty springs later. In your eternal spring, do you miss THIS spring?
God bless you Dear Angel.
Rest in peace.
It has been a very long time in which I did not write to you, but I am thinking of you extremely often and actually at this time I needed to put the words on paper.
Three years it is a very long time to be away, out of touch but not out of reach, since all the thoughts and prayers are reaching you for sure, as well as some events in your loved ones lives look like influenced by a very thoughtful angel from above.
It is just the fact that while you look at everybody changing with years, you'll always be the young men with a beautiful smile and amazing eyes.
Three years in which the way to reach you are thoughts, love, prayers and this site that actually helps a lot. This is the way that our universe uses to reach you even if the way you are reaching us is different but believe it or not is felt. It is felt in something happening in our lives that make us think of you, some inexplicable occurrence we link to you watching over us; a bright sunny day or a tree full of flowers, a cloud with a curious shape and all little things that make us think of you.
Three years – just time, but time full of loving, remembering, honoring YOU who graced our lives for a short time but influenced them tremendously. YOU - since the day you entered the world being adored by all family, being an amazing son, a little brother who looked up to his sister and was a great friend and confidant, a wonderful grandson and a trusted friend to many- YOU were special to all the above.
Three years of a very strong bond especially with your mom. This bond started the day you were born, sometime maybe not even realized at the full extend by you or her but no matter what, that bond will be there throughout your mom's life actually getting stronger as you can see from all her thoughts and messages. Since she is and was a working mom and you were a busy teenager, time for you was in short demand, communication within limits even if each one of you knows how much love is there. It is the same with all of us and our children no matter how old we all are, we run thru life like crazy too busy to relax a moment and enjoy. I am looking at your mom's thoughts and all her love expressed in almost daily communication and I can tell you that there is no bigger love than this one. You are always there for her looking down with love and understanding, still so close to her since living in her heart is a very special and warm place to be.
Some people come into our lives and stay for a short while, but are staying in our hearts forever. This is a true mark of angels.
RIP, Andrei. You are in our memories and hearts.
Dormi in pace suflet tanar si pur.
Dragul si iubitul nostru Andrei,
Astazi ca si in tot restul zilelor tu esti mereu in inimile noastre.
In loving memory,
The Marinescu family.
The world is magnificent but incomplete, nature is full of splendors but incomplete, my life is beautiful but incomplete.
With complete love,
Dincolo de densitate,
In dulcea eternitate,
E un suflet ingeresc -
Vreau sa stie ca-l iubesc.
ca lumea si si timpul dus
sa fie in sens opus?
They are said to be straightforward, determined and strong, but with a sensitive side. They are not afraid to stand apart from the crowd and stand up for their convictions. They are not comfortable asking for help. They often display wisdom way in advance of their years. Their aura of honesty is inspiring enormous trust in others. Their motives are never selfish. This is how the story goes about them, despite their reputation of April Fools, and I bear witness to this.
Time was given plenty of time to heal the pain of losing you, Andrew, but it didn't work. Not having you in our life is a constant fight with despair, but after three years, we need to understand and accept that it will not go away. This pain is here to stay, so let's just hope that it had reached its proper perfection. You are gone where we cannot follow and we have to find our way around the hole you left behind, but if losing you was the price of having you, we wouldn't change a thing.
Remembering you and the time when “Happy Birthday” was so easy to wish!
Remembering you, today, on your Birthday...
We all miss you so much; we miss your friendly smile and your pure kindness.
You are an angel between angels looking out for us.
Rest in peace dear Angel.
Andrei ai plecat prea devreme dintre noi. Ai fost iubit mult.
Azi nu mai esti unde erai, dar vei fi întotdeauna în sufletele noastre.
Grea este despartirea cand o fiinta draga pleaca de langa noi. O cauti si nu o gasesti, o strigi si nu te aude, o astepti si nu mai vine. Ramâne doar amintirea si un dor nestins în inima.
Dumnezeu sa te odihneasca în pace si liniste!
Thank you for April 1st 1990. Thank you for every April 1st that was part of the journey. Thank you for the force of every April 1st that is no longer part of the journey. Thank you for being mommy's little gem and the family's sweetheart, for being such a happy baby, for being such a sweet toddler, for being a smart and handsome boy, thank you for being a son to live for and to be proud of, thank you for being naughty and mischievous sometimes, for driving the car without a license to the store when you became a daring adolescent, thank you for waving away our sorrows, thank you for the turbulence that once in a while would appear just to announce sunny days ahead, for all the countless reasons you gave us to thank you. Thank you for the chip of love you implanted in us. Today's life without you is the unsolicited and painful proof that we lived life to the fullest then.
With peace at heart when hoping for the worlds beyond to be, and with deep love, mom
Maine este 1 Aprilie , ziua de nastere a lui Andrei, cand ar fi implinit 23 de ani. Ca in fiecare an gandul imi zboara la el si familia lui. Si incerc sa gasesc cuvinte potrivite pentru a-i invoca prea putinii ani ce i-au fost dati sa traiasca printre noi pamantenii. Atunci ma coplesesc mai multe simtaminte. Primul este regretul ca a plecat atat de devreme, prea devreme, prea tanar si zborul i s-a frant chiar cand abia deschidea aripile. Apoi incerc sa ma conving ca acolo unde este e pace si puritate si ma rog pentru odihna sufletului lui, iar in al treilea rand doresc sa le aduc alinare celor ce l-au iubit pe Andrei, mamei lui, surorii si celorlalti ce l-au crescut si i-au calauzit pasii in cei 20 de ani de viata.
Daca azi esti un inger, sau esti o floare, sau un fluturas ori un robin, din inima iti doresc sa-ti fie zborul lin, sa zambesti senin si sa-i veghezi pe cei care te vor plange de-a pururi.
Your once so celebrated b-day as well as your commemoration day are coming up in April. Reasons to send you lots of good thoughts, prayers and love!
We will mark your coming into being 23 years ago as one of the happiest days in our lives, celebrate the gift of your 20 years of life, remember the surreal day you slipped away quietly through the cracks of this world and peek through the same cracks hoping to get even a blurry glimpse of something new about you.
Andrei, you will never be forgotten! RIP.
Dreams are so credible. You running around on beaches, up and down the stairs in our houses, you of all the ages that you had. The dreams I like most are those where you are older than when you stepped in the unknown. I doubt them right there in my dream and then since everything seems so real I convince myself that maybe it's possible, until I realize that it's me who's slipping from realm to realm, not you. Dreams are so deceptive - or are they?
Rest in peace, angel on my way!
On January 15 this year, it has been
or 142 weeks
or 24 000 hours
or 1 440 000 minutes
or 86 400 000 seconds
and uncountable throbbing hearbeats since you are no longer with us. Today, it's 1032 days.
May there be no time dimension in your space.
Angel on my way...
While walking in high snow on the weekend and thinking of you every other step - on Kirk street that you took to go to the gym, at Baythorn school, your elementary school where we enjoyed so many parent night's barbecues and where you showed me discreetly your first love, Laura, and on every path in our neighborhood that once knew your steps, your bike's and your car's wheels, your bus school's joy, the shape of your body in the winter snow and so many things that I ignore - in the ravine, as on many occasions when your absence is hardening my heart, I came across something unusual: this time it was a little angel shape in the snow, an imprint of a child's body. I was instantly uplifted by the view and I felt so close to you again despite the distance. Angels on my way give me one of the best feelings in this new, without Andrei era. A group of kids were luging down the slopes. I looked at the colorful bunch, gazing in awe at the happy parents. Then, I went about my stroll, quietly cherishing my memories. We love you, boy.
You are loved!
One day while walking in the park to see how your tree was standing the cold winter, I came across this happy, happy group, two young children and their enthusiastic parents who were building a snowman right next to the tree. My heart filled with joy and hope for you, for us, for the tree, for everything. We let them finish their play and went back later on. Here is a picture of the jolly good fellow taken by Mary. May this tree grow strong and the plaque retell your name for centuries.
May afterlife be easier than life.
May there be no pain.
May there be no guilt.
May there be no sadness.
May there be no fear.
May there be no regrets.
May there be no evil.
May there be no wrong.
May there be no despair.
May there be immunity and protection.
Mom, an imaginary companion of a solitary traveler
It is that time of the year when people rejoice and celebrate, when the world is showing its beautiful face, when the lights are on and the spirit is light. As for me, I am for a moment inclined to be in harmony with the rules of the Universe and the doings of destiny, to look back with peace in my heart, look forward with hope and look up with gratitude instead of a broken heart and skepticism.
May my luminous thoughts create harmony for you! May your silence be a message of inner peace! May your life remain imprinted in the archives of the Universe for a meaningful rememberence!
Rest in peace, our angel!
Mom with love
A conversation we had a few years ago while you were in the process of looking for your first part-time job, burns in my brain. You were slightly worried that you haven't secured an interview after responding to a few ads, and there I was, trying to convince you that you had to be “creative” and “embellish” your resume; I was even suggesting to add me as a reference to endorse some imaginary work experience. It didn't occur to me that, knowingly or not, I was teaching you a lesson in lying and pretending. I didn't think of it as too big of a deal, partly because society accepts these little white lies, but mostly because I knew without a shadow of a doubt that if you had the chance to be face-to-face with an interviewer, he/she would immediately like you and trust that you could do the job. It happened eventually without my “precious” input.
I didn't see it then, but I see know, the confusion and silent disappointment in your eyes at someone who in the name of being socially successful was telling you that the truth was bendable. After hearing all your childhood from your parents, teachers, mentors and coaches, children books and TV shows, how important it was to tell the truth, a grown-up close to you was proclaiming that it was OK to pretend if it served the purpose.
The more I think of that conversation, the more I realize how inadequate my words must've ringed to you, but you were too sweet and too polite to openly disagree. Too innocent, too honest, too wholesome!
I'm sorry, Andrew, and I hope that you now move in spheres where the truth is absolute and unequivocal.
May your spirit be rewarded with kindness for being such a good person deep down. Remembering your immense goodness is heart breaking. Rest in peace!
May the world of angels be blessed with wonders, lightness of spirit and a merry disposition so that our joys and theirs resonate during the festive season!
Remembering with a smile those times when you would grab the camera from my hands because you did not trust me with pictures. Luckily, sometimes I managed to click before you took it and now I revere those stolen imprints of you along with all the real and virtual things and places that show a mark of you.
Love you closely and remotely, in presence and in absence,
Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca in pace pe Andrei , cel plecat mult prea repede dintre noi!
Numele Andrei deriva din grecescul Andreas, care înseamna „viteaz”, „barbatesc”.
The only thing that hurts more than the loss of you, is living a life without you. Time keeps us apart, but time is only a horizon, love and memories are eternal.
Andrei, nimic nu poate umple golul lasat de tine, amintirile nu sint de ajuns.
Ziua de Sf.Andrei pentru cei din familia mea este si fericita dar si foarte trista, dar niciodata nu o putem uita. Aceasta deoarece ne gandim la Andrei al nostru dar si pentru ca ne amintim de Andrew, cel care este acum in lumea ingerilor.Cu zambetul lui dulce le ocroteste pe mama si sora lui. Odihneste-te in pace dragul nostru baietel!
Ginduri pentru Andrei care au venit cu rima:
Puiul meu si om de bine
A plecat si nu mai vine.
Dar din stele si din nori
Ne zimbeste deseori.
Stilpii lumii îi sint casa
Si dragostea îi e masa.
Te iubeste mama mult!
Thinking of you today, on Saint Andrew's Day...
I will always remember you with love and sorrow.
Rest in peace, dear Andrei.
Ani, New York
Cita credinta are mama care spune in bocetul maramuresan: "Draga maichii, dupa tine îmi pare si rau si bine!" De cita nesiguranta si neputinta e bintuita mama care nu poate spune decit "Dragul meu, dupa tine-mi pare rau!"
Te iubeste mama.
I flew the skies with you yesterday and landed alone.
Love you dearly,kid.
Imi amintesc mereu si mereu cintecelul pe care ti-l cintam seara cind erai bebe: Iepuras coconas a fugit peste imas/Si s-a dus colo sus intr-o tufa s-a ascuns/Dar dulau, ciine rau, l-a gonit din cuibul sau/Si-a fugit, speriat, in cel codru'ndepartat.
Tu,copilasul meu sensibil care ii iubeai si pe iepurasi si pe dulai, nu intelegeai cum putea fi dulau ciine rau.
Mama te iubeste mult, iepuras coconas!
A week ago, I saw Othello, the opera, and as usual I was wondering if you would have enjoyed it, daydreaming about your insight on the human condition. Anything I see has the dimension of not being seen by you too. The next day after Othello, as I was sorting through some of MY old papers, I came across a stranded handout about Othello from your English class at Thornlea. The revelation that you too knew the play stuck me by its timeliness. Thank you for misplacing this piece of paper then so it could surface in due time, now.
May you be blessed with peaceful contemplation of the show that goes on!
Love and prayers,
For so long, I could hold you in my arms and in my heart. Then, I could hold your hand and hold you in my heart. Then, I could hold you in my sight and in my heart. Now, I hold you in my thoughts and in my heart. The thought of you opens the communication channels at times. But then, doubtful thoughts quickly take over. I feel unprepared for this quest of you and I am not sure that anything has been or can ever be stronger than my arms holding you tight as a baby.
21 octombrie 2012
Mamicile tin copiii in brate o vreme, dar ii tin in inima pentru totdeauna.
Loved every word, every smile and every t-shirt of yours, my happy boy!
You were so busy covering pages and pages of math and chemistry formulas (you left so many behind), studying, working or playing, driving or walking, laughing lightheartedly or pondering life, going and coming, listening and chatting, body building at times, drawing in pencil or playing guitar, doing chores reluctantly or having fun willingly, helping and comforting, caring about the wide world or aging grandparents. You were so busy becoming yourself. What could you possibly busy yourself with these days?
Leaves are turning yellow and red on your tree and in the surrounding landscape but your effigy remains unaltered through the seasons on the stone and in our thoughts, like an evergreen forever green!
It's fall in my heart.
With a hopeful heart, I am sending you my love and blessings like a bottle in the ocean. My you be able to tune in and thrive, my dear boy!
My good Andrei, so many Wednesday's and 21st's have passed since I have not seen your once so familiar face or heard your sweet voice calling “Mooom!” It's been 881 days...(2 years, 4 months, 28 days). Your absence has slowly become such a commanding presence. We miss you terribly for being away such a long, long time, we love you deeply for what you were and for being with us every steps of the way.
mom , losing count of the days without you
September 11, 2001 and April 21, 2010 will always be intertwined on the canvas of my heart. So sad!
Your cheek was so soft and smooth, your hair so silky, the kiss so real that I fell for the dream.
mom, grateful for the gift of dreams
Why do birds die? Because there are other worlds to sing in. May they be singing to you soothing evening tunes, happy dawn tunes, and all-day love tunes!
When I am wondering about how you'd be doing or how you are doing, the answer comes fast: you are smiling and you'd be probably smiling. I hope your frank and gentle smile wins the worlds over.
Mom with love.
In the morning chirp, you are;
In the evening song, you are;
On a friend's face, you are;
In a friend's success, you are;
In my luminous thought, you are;
In my throbbing thought, you are;
In my joyful heart, you are;
In my aching heart, you are;
In my yesterday, you are;
In my present day, you are;
On my future maps, you are.
The candle burned but the light didn't die, and, ever so often, it shows me what matters, it shows me the way.
Thank you, Andrew!
A candle that burned too fast gave such bright light but left a permanent cone of shade thrown on our present. Thank you for the light held in those beautiful hands for the time of your years, young man interrupted. Sending you love every day, mom
Very few new things in New York since you've been. Same old places and sweet memories: the little head at the top of the Guggenheim spiral playing hide and seek, the waving hands appearing here and there beyond the rail, the sudden interest in a piece of the art that would stop this game and so much more. Those flashbacks, the immensity of the ocean and the endless count of sand grains gave me a sense of you and your eternity.
May you rest in light-drenched spheres, sorrounded by green and blue! May you rejoice with us in our moments of hope! May you be blessed!
Mom, with love
May there be more than what can be perceived and demonstrated. May you continue to exist on the hidden side of life. May this all be more than just wishful thinking.
Love you dearly, mom
Alas! "In Time" came out in 2011. Not in time for you! I thought it was clever but it didn't really help me understand whether time is precious or not so precious. I wish you saw it. You could have explained this to me, beyond the moral of the story. I miss your wits!
I came across one of Andrei's old resumes that he put together to look for a summer job after grade 12. This is how he defined his own skills and experience:
Looking for a part-time job that will broaden my work experience and allow me to gain a foundation for future opportunities.
Able to repair and replace hardware and software/Have created websites at a young age/Movie editing and graphical tools
Learn easily, optimistic and open to new challenges, good at problem solving and resolution, work well with others, polite and respectful
Shouldice Hospital July and August, 2006, Charity Golf Tournament for AIDS research, August 2006, York Children's Water Festival as an activity coordinator, May 2008
Playing guitar, skiing, tennis, soccer, science, travelling
Achievements and Activities
Received Gauss Math Certificate, won 8 trophies in soccer in House and Indoor leagues, won art contest at Sigma Systems, took piano classes at Yamaha school of music (4 years), took guitar classes at Thornhill School of Music (3 years)
Attended Camp Kawartha in 2004, participating in outdoor events and Blyth Education in 2007 – Course in Italy (Rome, Sienna, Sardinia, Florence, Venice, Pisa, Pompei)
Nice, Andrei! You were also a science student at York, created video games, composed music, drove the car like a pro, climbed the CN Tower for charity, babysat younger kids at parties, took art lessons and created art that is still decorating the house, assembled furniture, pruned trees, laid laminate floors in your room, painted your room, etc.
And this is just the mundane side! Well done, boy.
You were so tiny at four in New York compared to the oversized everything but we had so much fun visiting the City with you.
I remember that at the Picasso exhibition at the Metropolitan, after contemplating patiently a few of his paintings, you asked us candidly: “Why did he make these ugly drawings?” We did not want to tell you that life gets ugly sometimes; it didn't go well with your sunny-side-up personality, with your cute outfit and haircut and with the vacation mood in general; so, we just laughed at your precocity identifying “ugly art” at that young age. You took our laughter as an approval of your comment, moved on to the next piece and said again: “It's so ugly”.
Yes dear Andrei, and later you understood that there is beauty in ugly and ugly in beauty. But you yourself, knew how to remain beautiful.
With infinite love for you and for the beauty you brought to this world!
It would be time for one of those hot summer splashes! It would, if the flow of time were reversible and events we don't want were revocable.
mom with love
Your age fellows have completed their undergrad's this spring and some of them are getting jobs. The age count goes up for your friends and everybody else.
The debate in the world continues as you knew it: colliding ideas, good versus evil, betrayal and loyalty, love and lack of it. The outcome of this all is so hard to predict.
But the sun rises beautifully every morning, kind and smart people exist, and good things happen.
May the worlds beyond be full of harmony!
Thinking of you in death is like an unworded, unuttered elegy. Can my Requiem for a Son without verses be heard from your sphere?
Rest in peace!
Baby, baby, baby, baby! We took so many things for granted. Having iced capps with you at Second Cup on York street, where I work, seemed so commonplace, but having captured the "unremarkable" moments on camera gives us the joy of something so exceptional today: being able to look at you as if ...
Mom, thinking of you
A few weeks ago, I found a lovely poem and was so touched by its depth. In every verse I saw happy memories I have shared with you in the past, and also the warmth and love blossoming within and around the tree that we planted in your honour in the vicinity of a weeping willow. Just like the one in the poem, it seems to have stopped its tears to teach us something and to calm our fears - we who thought death has ripped you forever apart, now know you'll always be in our heart.
Hot dogs still sell on the streets of Toronto. I had one today that gave me the full taste of our outings to the lake and other fun places on the sunny summer days of your childhood. Mama mare would treat you to one every time, unmistakably. The attached picture is taken while lining up for a "jumbo hot dog on a bun", as reads the sign.
Nothing like a carefree childhood day!
We miss you so much, Andrei! Until the mystery of life and death is revelealed to me, I will live in stupor that you are gone and also with the terrible longing effect of your withdrawal, as we parents not only love our children dearly, we are also addicted to them. It's in our genes since the beginning of times.
May your spirit live on, the way it's meant to be!
20 years ago today we arrived to Canada. We landed at Mirabel in Montreal and rented a room for a few nights at a hotel on St Catherine's, then moved to a furnished studio for two weeks, and then to our first apartment. Although only two years of age, you were so patient, never hungry, never thirsty, never cold, never hot, never wining, never tired, never mean. Always curious to see more. Always happy. Policeman would stop to greet you on the street, immigration officers had big smiles on their faces as you walked into their offices. You seemed to enjoy everything: sleeping on the hardwood floor the first few nights before our furniture was delivered, the big machinery you saw at a kid's show, the “fabulous” toys from dollar stores and garage sales, the big crowds at our first Canada Day, the long walks to the nearest grocery store to buy lollipops and 7Up, the popcorn machine we bought, and everything else that we experienced those days.
Sleep in peace, my old soul baby!
A part of Andrew lives on through us so gracefully. May he continue to be remembered by those he was fond of!
i will always remember you, andrew. rest in peace.
Every time I see a little mouse, I remember when you were little and we had to free the one that was running around the house. You always kept a Disney vision of the little creatures that the rest of us consider pests, even when you grew up. And I remember each and every time when you used to tease me "soricelul, soricelul..." pretending that you just saw one! Last night, you were not there to make fun of me and I was not startled when I saw one. I want my phobia back and you to laugh at me full heartedly and yet kind heartedly.
May your goodness be rewarded! May you be serene and sheltered!
Thank you for being, you and Ioana, the greatest gifts of my life. Thank you for the dandelions you gave me at 3, for the mp3 player you gave me at 19 with Ioana, for everything in-between, and for the rose that bloomed today in my garden.
Andrew, I came here today, on your Mom's birthday, to be with her in this place where we all feel closer to you, this virtual shrine she had created where she pours all her love for you, her pain, and her sweet and precious memories of you. It's the third birthday she will not get a kiss from you and part of me wants to wish her to be free of this agony. But I know that the empty space and the sorrow will always be part of her, of who she is today, and so what I really wish her is to always find new ways to continue to love, honor, and value your life and make your presence felt by the rest of us. In a world that for her had forever tilted off its axis may she learn how to live her life more generously and fully just because of her loss.
Recently, at Shouldice Hospital, I remembered how happy you were when they accepted you for the highschool community hours. You really appreciated the nice decor and gardens and were wondering if you'd have the chance to work in such a nice environment in the future. You were telling me stories about the patients and I remember one in particular that surprised you a lot: you were at the nurses desk and a male patient dropped by to ask a question. You looked away for a fraction of a second and he disappeared without trace. You looked left, you looked right and quickly went around the desk and there he was: he had fainted and was lying on the floor. You helped him up in disbelief. Yes, Andrei, strong men can pass out. And yes, strong men also do pass away.
Sweet thoughts of love, mom
Yesterday, at Longo's, your first employer, I noticed a teen on his break having a hasty lunch at a table in the hallway. I imagined you doing the same, swallowing without chewing to get back to arranging tomatoes in a perfect pile during your summer job in 2009. Oh, if I only could feed that young man hunger again!
Rest in peace, my needless boy!
Love you deeply and forever.
I've wished so many times since you left us that you had marked your way to the beyond with something more lasting than just breadcrumbs, in case you wanted to find your way back. And because you were so young and strong, because you were so thoughtful, at moments, I fancied that you would be allowed to travel the worlds. But it looks like it's just a one way road. And even if it took you till the next room only, it still feels so far away! I will continue to believe that you belong here, with us, in the dimension where you see the skies from below and where there will not be another Andrei Eugen exactly like you, in our time or ever.
I payed a visit to Andrew's tree yesterday, May 26, 2012.
ALL IS WELL
Henry Scott Holland, Canon of St.Paul's Cathedral
"Death is nothing at all, I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you. Whatever we were to each other, that we still are. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used.Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Lei it be spoken without effort, without the trace of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant.It is the same as it ever was; there is unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out if sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well."
Our trip to Irina, Horia, Toni and the kids in 2007 for Easter was a family event filled with your laughter, your good looks, kindness towards your young friends, and so many sweet moments of togetherness. Indianapolis 2012 for me, was another place marked by your absence, but where good friends had kind thoughts for you and a candle burning.
This last trip to the city where you were born brought back vivid memories of my joy at the Maternitate the day you came to this world - a little surprisingly as a boy – on a Sunday at noon, of your baby looks that turned heads, of the playgrounds where we spent uncountable sweet hours, of all the people who knew you, of the streets we have strolled, the friends you made on our vacations, the majestic nature you kept capturing with your camera tirelessly, the secrete comments that you were whispering in my ear, the adventurous yet quiet YOU the little boy and the adolescent. The city remembers you through family and friends although the streets have not kept your footsteps. The city is now pampering new generations of babies in its parks. Sadly, I didn't have to pack your things, I did not have to fit your big running shoes in the luggage, we all missed your fabulous appetite for the delicious omelet at breakfast, I could not wonder at the big LPs from the 60's like you did. The neighbor's dog did not get peanuts and candy as treats. Some things have changed, some are the same: Internet cafes have disappeared but birds still make nests at the same place where you discovered them under the roof, everybody we know is older now but the walls of the city are still standing time, they still serve good steaks at Sura Dacilor, and the Maternitate still welcomes new babies to this world. Your name is still uttered with laughter or tears in the various corners of the city, depending on the memory, or just chanted with unfading love by some. I will keep looking for signs of you every step of my way going forward and I will be so at peace when I find them.
Remembered with love and sorrow at the time of prayer.
Its so true that you don't know how much you care for someone until they're gone. Two years later, I still miss your lovely smile, your kind words, and everything else that made you an extraordinary person. Thinking of you today, and everyday.
Rest in eternal peace
Love you, dearest!
Rest in peace and live on in spirit, in pure harmony.
I just want to write you again and say how much we all miss you. Everyday, I still think about the times we had together as kids, when we used to compete tirelessly at every single game we encountered growing up. Every trip to Canada was a pure joy. I'm saddened this month, and will be every April, but I'll always be happy knowing you're somewhere looking out for us.
- Andrew I
April 21, the day the world stops turning or so it feels. The day we started saying our goodbyes, and we are far from done and we will never be.
Good bye our darling and rest in purest peace!
Two years! It seems like yesterday and like an eternity at the same time. And it hurts with renewed intensity. Because it's spring. Because it's April. Because it's Easter. Because Mother's Day is coming. Because it's Wednesday. Because it's the 1st and the 21st and anything and everything in between. Because we are here and you are behind the veil, and we don't know and I don't think we'll ever know how to set you free. Saint-Exupéry wrote: “he who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man”. So true! You are so here, so with us and among us, Andrew, that sometimes it bothers me to think that you are an angel! But, if angels grace the worlds, then they're made of the same fabric as you.
I love you to the moon, no, farther, to your planet and back, Little Prince!
Pentru totdeauna luna aprilie va ramane cea mai trista pentru ca de fiecare data aprilie ne aminteste ca Andrei nu mai este. In luna Aprilie a venit si tot in Aprilie ne-a parasit, lasand aici pe pamant dor nesfarsit si tristete. Acum in Sambata Mare ii trimit un gand duios si ma rog sa-i dea Dumnezeu odihna sufletului sau.
A trait si s-a bucurat de viata un bebelus, un copil, un adolescent si un tinar numit Andrei. Adultul si virstnicul Andrei nu o sa existe decit in inimile si gindul celor care l-am iubit si care o sa-l purtam cu noi pina la sfirsit cu nesfirsit dor si mare tristete.
There were lots of flowers and tears for you today, under the bright April sun. We'll always remember your kindness dear boy; your bright spirit lives on.
Thank you Lidia for sharing precious moments from Andrei's life with us. It brings us sadness and joy; I wish it would bring you peace and hope.
Carmen and Romeo
I am impressed of the 1st of April because it was your birthday.I was impressed by the photo your mom put with you as a little boy in her arms . And how happy you both were...I remember the short moment of our meeting but now so important in my memory.I would have liked to know you better ...I only can send my thoughts to your lovely mother and sister and be with them every year from now in April...your month
Love to you Lidia and Ioana
On your birthday I wanted to tell you what I learned from you:
To love and show it
To cherish every day
To look further than the horizon
To understand that somebody at sometimes may need me
To have an open heart and mind
To smile, even if to hide the pain
To be here and look up
Because you are THERE for us, but your spirit will always be HERE with us.
Dear Andrei, today you would have turned 22. Today your family and friends would have gathered in what would have been another happy and joyous birthday party, to celebrate your life. On your 22nd birthday, your family and friends continue to celebrate the life you lived and the happy memories we shared.
Happy Birthday Andrei,may you Rest in peace always.
Happy life after life to you, dear eternally 20 years old Andrew B.!
Sunday, April 1...
I wish I woke up today without the dreadful feeling that something was not right in the world.
I wish I could wish you Happy Birthday, Andrew, and then go on with my Sunday chores.
I wish you got bored with filling my head and my heart with memories and go get drunk with your friends.
I wish I had to go buy you a present, another gray T-shirt, and not know if you needed a “large” because you were tall like my son Matt, or get you a “medium” because you were slender like my Andrew.
I wish your mom did not have time to talk to me for she was busy with preparations for your birthday party.
I wish I knew what to say when I call her.
I wish I did not take for granted that you knew how dear you were to me.
I wish you knew what a cool dude you were!
I wish you could be 22.
Today, April 1st, is your birthday.
Your spirit is alive in our hearts.
I am sure that there above, you are an angel of God and you look with love and care to your mom and your sister. You will be always remembered and loved.
Rest in peace dear Andrei and be blessed.
Ani Andrei, New York
On your birthday, I am deeply grateful for the wonderful gift that was sent to me on April 1, 1990.
Rest in peace beloved, surrounded by angels and goodness and feeling our profound love.
Pentru ziua de maine 1 aprilie,cand Andrew ar fi implinit 22 ani, nu ma pot gandi decat la doua lucruri:
-ma rog bunului Dumnezeu sa aiba grija de odihna sufletului sau nevinovat si
-ii trimit bunei mele prietene Lidia toata dragostea mea in speranta ca-i va fi o mica mangaiere in durerea sa imensa si irevocabila.
Ca mama si bunica inteleg nemarginita sa tristete cu atat mai mult cu cat il stiu pe Andrew din primele sale zile de cand a sosit in aceasta lume.Dupa ce s-a facut iubit de absolut toata lumea care l-a cunoscut prin frumusetea sa sufleteasca, prin bunatatea si blandetea sa, dupa ce a adus numai bucurie parintilor, sorei, bunicilor, prietenilor si colegilor sai, tuturor fara nici o exceptie, Dumnezeu l-a luat aproape de El mult prea curand si ne-a lasat numai amintiri frumoase dar in egala masura regrete si pareri de rau. Este imposibil sa te poti impaca cu gandul ca un baiat atat fe frumos, inteligent, cuminte si plin de talente, nu mai este printre noi. Anii trec, unul dupa altul si iata ca un asemenea prilej cum este ziua lui de nastere, dar nu numai,ne indeamna sa il pomenim si sa ii trimitem un gand pios si sa ne rugam sa se odihneasca in pace printre ingeri asemeni lui. Si ne mai rugam ca de acolo de sus sa intinda o aripioara protectoare spre mama lui, spre tatal sau, spre Ioana surioara lui, spre bunicii care l-au iubit atat de mult caci toti acestia impreuna cu prieteni, vecini, colegi, cunostinte ii vor purta o frumoasa amintire.
Still a cutie pie at 8, filling our hearts with joy.
Unforgetably cool at 17.
We loved you so much!
Birthdays past... At one, Andrei picked up the money from the tray presented to him as if saying "What is this? I don't need it!" and threw it away instantly. Later on, he indeed proved to be quite neutral to money without being indifferent - I learned that he had to be given money as he very rarely asked for it - he didn't like to waste it but spent it generously when needed. Andrei became the most modest person I know, although he appreciated nice, high quality things.
I wish he had been more of a spender!
Thinking of him with deep love and sorrow.
May there be light, tranquility and serenity all around you! You wanted them for everybody down here, you deserve them always and everywhere.
As for us, we will carry you in us for the rest of our journey on earth. Rest in peace!
mom with love
At this time of the year, for 20 years, we were making plans on how to celebrate your birthday, on April 1st. And it was always such a celebration!
Now, April also comes with tributes and commemoration days. May our deep love reach your spirit in the difficult month of April and always!
Spring is here again. You would enjoy it so much, were you here to see it. I can imagine you looking up at the blue skies, squinting in the bright light, blinded by the sun while driving, never needing sun glasses, being among the first ones to drop the winter jacket and wear a shirt even on chillier spring days, not fussing about what to wear and looking always good, noticing the baby squirrels adventuring to the top of the fence for the first time in their lives and the chirping of the happy birds in our backyard, smiling at how well the thorns of the rose bush "fought back" when you were pruning it, having the first bike ride in places unknown to me, without a helmet. And when I think that all this has happened! That all this was real and taken for granted no longer than two springs ago. That all this was taken from us! Such drastic pruning! All of you and a big piece of each of us will not be able to enjoy spring this year.
Happy and proud were your mother and grandmother!
Be blessed, our darling.
Iarta-ne baietel daca te-am suparat! Forgive us, baby.
You offered us so many flowers on all occasions, since early on. You would have been so loved in life just for your nice way of giving flowers. Thank you for the flowers. It's our turn to give them to you, mom
Like this symbol of renewal and continuity, our lives and your eternity are braided together.
Love - Ita
Astazi am simtit nevoia sa-ti scriu citeva rinduri, si asa cum vezi este in romana.
Mi-a placut enorm povestea lui Fat Frumos Andrei si de faptul ca mama ta a descris atit de grafic influenta vietii tale asupra tuturor celor din jurul tau.
Ce cred eu este ca de fapt influenta ta este la fel de puternica cum era si prezenta ta.
Citi dintre noi nu se gindesc la tine in legatura cu un eveniment din viata noastra de zi cu zi si nu se intreaba “de ce ? “ sau “cu ar fi mai bine ?”, si crede-ma ca in acel moment gindul la tine ne facem sa spunem de ce si sa decidem cum ar fi mai bine.
Adevarul este ca not toti cei din generatia mamei tale avem copii care se confrunta cu tot felul de situatii si probleme, de care noi am fi vrut sa fie feriti, dar din pacate dragostea unui parinte este neputincioasa in aceste cazuri si atunci din nou influenta ta este binefacatoare. Incercam sa fim cit se poate de intelegatori si sajutam cu un sfat daca putem, fara sa uitam de gapul dintre generatii. Indiferent de cit ne doare sufletul, stim ca un alt suflet de linga noi este afectat pe viata de plecarea ta.
Singura si marea consolare este ca ingerul ei pazitor, ne pazeste si influenteaza si pe noi,ca are parte de pacea etrerna in timp ce lumea devine din ce in ce mai zbuciumata si nebuna, ca zimbetul si intelegera ta vor fi pentru totdeauna la dispozitia noastra care avem nevoie de ele.
Cind Fat Frumos se trasforma in Inger puterea si influenta lui cresc…precum in Cer asa si pe Pamint.
May your spirit stay alive and be remembered!
I learn so much from you every day just by thinking through the way you would figure out a complicated issue, judge an ambiguous situation, sort out matters of character, be generous with the mistake of others, be understanding but uncompromising, see always the big picture without falling into the mundane… You told me once that I still had a lot to learn about the essence of life, which is not just the sum of completed daily tasks. I wish the conversations with you were more than just an inner dialog, I wish they were real now like they were when I so much valued them. I wish you raised your eyebrows with a faint smile of amusement again to veto my “childish” outlook of the matter.
Ponder in peace, lover of wisdom.
The house looks the same after two years. Even the plants that we are supposed to outlive, are still in the bay window. Only the handsome young man offering gifts and smiling us into happiness has vanished inexplicably. Not without leaving his indelible mark in our minds and hearts. While I understand and accept the implacable laws of nature, in my feeble-hearted moments I surprise myself wondering: why?
Implacable, inexplicable, indelible...
Rest in peace, my hero.
At birthdays and celebrations, your mood, dear Andrei, was quietly but generously uplifting.
May you be remembered for the so many things you did right.
Love always, mom
When you were little, love was such an easy game to play. Then came Laura, Urian, Amy...
Today, through the big silence, we can only send you one-way whispers of love.
"If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden". (Claudia Ghandi)
A fost odata ca niciodata un Fat Frumos pe numele sau Andrei, viteaz nevoie mare, frumos ca la soare te puteai uita dar la el ba si cu inima buna ca o paine calda, pe care Doamne-Doamne atat de mult l-a iubit incat l-a chemat prea curand la El, poate din bunatatea Lui netarmurita, vroind sa-l fereasca de cele rele si urate de pe pamant. Dar acest Fat Frumos, a lasat in inimile tuturor celor care l-au cunoscut, numai amintiri frumoase si regrete ca i-a fost trecerea prin cele pamantesti mult prea scurta.Deaceea asa cum toti eroii din basme sunt nemuritori, la fel si Fat Frumos Andrei ne insoteste peste tot cu zambetul lui plin de farmec.
In amintirea lui Andrei cu drag. Toni
A fost odata ca niciodata un baietel pe care-l chema Andrei. Si toata lumea il iubea ca pe ochii din cap. Si ai lui l-au dus intr-o tara indepartata, unde a crescut mare si falnic ca un brad.
Si era destept, frumos si viteaz. Si era bun la suflet si iubitor de oameni, de locuri si de toate toate vietuitoarele pamintului si pasarile vazduhului.
Si toti vroiau sa aiba fii ca el. Si toti vroiau sa aiba frati ca el. Si toti vroiau sai aiba prieteni ca el.
Stia sa socoteasca, sa deseneze, sa cinte, sa scrie si sa gindeasca.
Si mai ales stia ce e rau si ce e bine. Si se inteleptea intr-o zi cit altii intr-un an.
Si facea bine ce era de facut si zicea frumos ce era de zis.
Cind zimbea el, rasarea soarele.
Si a sadit numai lucruri bune in jurul lui, din care au crescut alte lucruri bune.
Si pe pamintul pe care a calcat o sa rasara de-a pururi flori si iarba in amintirea lui.
A fost odata un om adevarat numit Andrei. Ca daca nu ar fi fost nici nu s-ar povesti.
Can you look back on us, Andrew, and see how much we are thinking of you and miss you? Can you feel the love?
Can you look back on us, Andrew, and see how much we are thinking of you and miss you? Can you feel the love?
I know that your goodness, honesty, modesty, unwavering values and strong principles are respected by many here, and that they will remain the measure by which you will always be appraised.
Mom, with wonder at the thought of your great heart.
I believed in you since you took your first steps. I believed in you when you climbed trees, when you crossed the street, when you walked to school through the ravine, when you crossed the deserted tunnel late at night walking home from friends, when you went to camp, when when you rode your bike without a helmet, when you talked to strangers, when you were home alone, when you skipped school, when you dined with friends' parents, when you ordered in restaurants, when you signed up for difficult courses in highschool and university, when you talked science and when you told us funny stories to make us laugh. I believed in you when you drove the move truck through downtown. I believed in your judgment and in your character. I believed in the promise of your future. I believed in your healthy body and strength.
Today, I believe that your existence had a lot of meaning. Mom
There is snow on the slopes, I hear. There are Rossignol skis in the basement. Your ski apparel in the closet gives me reveries about winters past. The view of the hat you never wore makes me smile for a milisecond. Love, mom
Andrew, you know what else was under your miniature white tree at home? A ticket to “The Nutcracker”, remembrance of a happier time when you went to see the show with Mom and Ioana. This year the show went on with one empty seat, but, in their hearts and minds, The Nutcracker was all about you.
The curtain fell, good night, my sweet!
May our peaceful love and praise, and the purity of white reach your virtuous spirit in recognition of the values you acclaimed while with us. I pray that you experience harmony, beauty and goodness! Mom
Watching over us.
Give us strength!
I did not write to you for a long time, with absolutely no excuse, but life as you know has a way of wrapping around you until you loose the sense of time. I think that you decided to show me how meaningless is this and I am pretty thankful for the fact that for one day I stopped and looked around. I felt that people are running all their life with no real purpose, trying to make money – to pay bills, trying to provide for their children – missing the time they should spend with them, loosing their health and spending to try to get it back…
Of course I went back to my ways after that day, maybe it is part of our education, maybe is part of trying to make sure that we still have a job we need, since we are the first generation of emigrants and it was not easy to get a job when we came, I do not know the reason, maybe is part of the fact that being crazy busy makes you have less time to think of any problems in your life and at our age we all have a baggage full of those.
As I said I got the impression that you are trying to reassure us that in a different Universe everything is peaceful and nice, but looking down it make you wonder about the reasons behind “ the big rush.”
I wish we all would be wiser with age, but I am sure it does not work this way, we are just getting older, and we seem to get tired, waiting to retire, hoping that we'll have more time…
This is a new year with new hopes and expectations but also new worries, problems and troubles. I hope that we may try to look at everything with serenity even if sometimes it is extremely difficult.
When people we love are not with us anymore, we tend to try to communicate with them the same way we did before or maybe a little more. This is why somehow this type of relating to you it is soothing for the soul. (For our souls).
You are part of daily life for a lot of people; their thoughts are flying to you often, trying to relate, to seek approval, or simple to feel closer to your spirit.
So, sweet angel, watch over us with love, understanding and sometimes with some humor.
New Year's 2000 - turn of the year, of the decade, of the the century, and of the millennium. Hello new era, bye-bye worry free childhood!
Last week we went to Toronto to spend a few days around New Year's with your mom and your sister. All the way to Canada I could' stop thinking that two years ago we took the same trip, spent New Year's Eve together and left early the following morning without waking you up to say goodbye. Less than four months later we came back for the final goodbye. This time on the last day of our stay I asked your mom if I could spend a few moments in your room and she allowed me. I opened the door and it felt like entering into one of those still life paintings where the lack of movement makes you see everything in great detail, with acute clarity: the opened, but still intact box of cookies on your desk; a little tray with a pair of car keys you once found; your i-Pod or maybe your cellular (don't laugh at me, I can never tell the difference); your jacket hanging on the back of your chair; your CN Tower T-shirt on the bed; books, drawings, family photos; on the shelf, an exquisite sailboat replica next to four car toys; the soundless guitar that will never know again the warmth of your fingers. A room full of objects, precious, because they belonged to you. Material, tangible emptiness.
And yet, in that home of yours, in that house that loved you so much, I felt YOU!
Happy Eternity, Andrew!
The world was full of wonders. The world was friendly. Christmas used to be glorious. Little Andrei had everything he was dreaming for.
Rest in peace, happy child.
Happy new year, angel.
Andrei remembered by friends.
Remembered and loved!
You gave us so much happiness!
I pray for you to be happy forever, in the world of spirit. Only then could we come to terms with the enormity of losing you. Only if we could believe that you keep smiling happily.
Since I can remember and until last year, December was our best family time, a time of closeness and love for all, a time we all enjoyed. The festive spirit was never absent in our home. Until last year. Do you miss the month of December with us?
Rest in peace in the atemporal world with no Decembers!
For so many good years, Saint Nicholas found your shoes to leave gifts in them! And your joy, what a gift it was!
The Saint Andrew Day was the day when the heavens blessed us with the first snowflakes of the season! I took that as a symbol of your purity and for a moment I perceived them as candid signals from you! May you forever be blessed, Angel Andrew!
Gabriela and Family
Dear Andrew (Andrei),
Few days ago was your name's day ("onomastica" as we say in our mother tongue); this is a very important date for the Greek Orthodox Christians, especially for Romanian people. For us, your friends and dear ones, it is another occasion to celebrate the life of our Saint Andrei, our still vivd memories of a pure in spirit and body brilliant and beautiful young man, who has gone too early to join the Holy army of celestial angels. Your kindness and inocence create energies that cross the boundaries between the ethereal world where you live now and our terrestrial, temporary residence just to inspire us to be better and more compassionate! We miss you every day, but days like November the 30th and April the 1st will be forever linked in our mind to you, Amazing Andrei!
Be in peace dear pure soul!
Gabriela, Cristina, Iuliana, Diana, Eugen Smeianu and Buni Maria
Astazi, de Sf. Andrei, gandurile mele se indreapta catre dragul nostru Andrei, care de acolo de sus vegheaza asupra mamei,surorii lui si a noastra a tuturor celor care l-am iubit atat de mult.
Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca in pace!
Astazi este Sfantul Andrei, care se spune ca este ocrotitorul Romaniei.Dar in afara de faptul ca in aceasta zi este ziua de nume a nepotului meu, Andrei, la fiecare 30 Noiembrie imi amintesc de celalalt Andrei din viata mea, care din pacate ne-a parasit in floarea varstei, lasand pentru totdeauna o rana in sufletul celor care l-am iubit. Andrei draga, sa te odihnesti in pace si sa-i ocrotesti pe ai tai, de acolo de sus unde te afli.
The name Andrei comes from the Greek Andreia, which means manly, brave.
The apostle whose name was given to so many is remembered every November 30th, which is known as the feast day of Saint Andrew.
My Andrei used to get gifts on this day, like the leather jacket in the attached picture, making some of his friends "jealous" that he was celebrated twice every year.
Today he is remembered with fondness.
You are in my mind every day!
My head turns automatically towards your tree that I pass by every day, and I ask myself why I didn't look at you more when you were with us.
Rest in peace dear Andrew!
May we be blessed one day with the understanding of the mystery of life and death.
Oftentimes, in my everyday life, I feel so protected by your aura. I am very grateful for this rare, exceptional feeling.
Mom with love
There are days when I relive my mother fears for you. When your were sick, when you had high fever, your appendicitis surgery, when we couldn't find you becuase you fell asleep at the Ikea playground, or as a young man when you were out late at night or taking risks, so many times I felt the pangs of anguish...Once in a while, for a moment, I am again weak with fright and panic that something may happen to you. And then I am hit by certainty. I wish I could again be sick worried for you.
Love you so profoundly.
Verses for Andrei
From your chair,
Floating peacefully in the ethereal air,
May you be contemplating the world down here,
To see what's up and what's new,
With the tranquil desire,
To breathe in the soothing, celestial dew,
And for us, to aspire.
Prayer for Andrei...
My precious is over the spaces,
My precious is over the skies,
May he be given the blisses,
May he be granted the rise.
Nine years ago, in Nov 2002, we broke body parts independently, four days apart. You were such a happy boy, even wearing a cast. And we were such an odd twosome, walking along hospital corridors, me in a cast and crutches with a broken ankle, and you in a cast with a broken arm.
I knew right then and there that those will be such dear memories one day!
Say not in grief “he is no more” but live in thankfulness that he was (Hebrew proverb).
I miss you, Andrew, and I miss us as we were before you left.
Un gand luminos pentru Andrei la 18 luni de la plecarea in "alta lume" , sigur mai dreapta, mai buna!
One and a half years, 18 months, 78 weeks and 2 days, and a total of 548 days since you are no longer with us.
So long, dearest.
La aceasta comemorare a 18 luni de la plecarea in ceruri a acestui baietel minunat,ma gandesc cu tristete la el regretand profund ca nu se mai poate bucura de trecerea anotimpurilor si de toate intamplarile bune sau rele care ne sunt harazite noua oamenilor pe pamant.Nimic nu-i mai trist, mai nedrept si imposibil de acceptat, decat disparitia unui copil. Il plangem si ne rugam pentru odihna sufletului sau atat de curat.Il plangem si incercam sa ni-l aducem aminte,fiecare in masura in care l-am cunoscut in trecerea lui prin lumea noastra.Eu l-am tinut in brate cand era bebelus, iar apoi l-am reintalnit pentru perioade regretabil de scurte si de rare. Destul de mult ca sa-l iubesc si sa-l admir, dar din pacate destul de putin avand in vedere cat de devreme a plecat. Frumos, cuminte, respectuos, inteligent, sensibil, generos,fiu, frate si nepot minunat, sunt doar cateva din nenumaratele calitati care-mi vin acum in minte cand ma gandesc la Andrei.
Tears for your lost tomorrows!
Is that a hint of a moustache? And a glass of wine? Oh, those sweet days of your becoming! Rest in peace, handsome!
Ai fost un inger ce ne-a vizitat aievea sau doar in vis? Azi ne lipsesti in vis sau e aievea?
Your tree has now more than a year!
We miss you and we come to the tree to whisper with the leaves our love and sorrow.
My heart is full of you today.
I hope you knew how much I, how much we all loved you. I hope you felt it even when you did not hear the words. You gave so much love to us. Mom
There are days when I am able to let your soul ascend to higher levels, others when I try to pull you back into this existence, as I relapse in the common perception that death is a mistake of nature.
We will always love you.
Dreamt you came home!
In an inner conversation with you, Ita was asking you the other day: "Andrei, who will dream your dreams now?" There was no answer, but I know someone will.
Rest in peace!
On apprend la mort pour la première fois quand elle tombe sur ceux qu'on aime.(Mme de Staël)
Septembrie frumos, cu vreme calda, cer albastru si castane cazute pe jos.Toate acestea mi l-au adus in minte pe baietelul acesta minunat.Inca un septembrie dintr-un sir infinit, fara Andrei.Zambetul lui plin de blandete si de ganduri generoase este prezent in sufletul meu, acum si intotdeauna.
The York U bus still runs conveniently on our street, on a regular schedule. Boys and girls are chatting while waiting at the bus stop and now and then a late student stirs the early fall leaves running to catch the bus in the nick of time...
The York U bus still runs in our neighbourhood on a regular schedule.
Man is transient and all structures are unstable and impermanent.
The day is Wednesday, the date is 21, both piercing reminders that Andrei will not rush down the stairs to get the door, nor will he walk in the door, nor will he open the fridge for a drink, nor will he watch "24" or other shows, nor will he treat his mild acnee, nor will he call up friends, nor will he be chatty, nor will he say he is hungry, nor will he be in love. With his immaterial halo he will just continue to accompany us quietly, under clear skies and in stormy times.
Toronto used to be so beautiful with you around. So luminous. So optimistic. So futuristic. So complete.
mom with love, on a sunny day
There is no light without darkness, happiness without sadness, and life without death.
Roses of love for Andrei.
Those we love don't go away, they walk beside us every day.
It can be so painful... But pain is our way into the joy of remembering you and staying connected, a modest tribute to you, Andrei, a very pale one compared with the immensity of the notion of you not being. It is testimony that your place will never be taken and evidence of your huge presence in our lives - past, present and future. It is proof that you were...that you are. May our love and longing reach you somehow!
Thinking of you today and every day, and sending you a white rosebud, sweet and unspoiled like you.
Enjoying hot summer days, clear skies and the waterfront for you too.
With endless love and longing,
Hey bud, it is incredible how one merciless day you were cut out from the picture without warning. Nevertheless, you will remain our precious, unequaled, affectionate son and brother, on the regular day as well as on the special occasion.
Love you dearly,
Draga Andrei, am vorbit cu bunicii tai de la Brasov de tine.Era de ziua de nastere a lui Tata Mare, dar nimeni nu se mai poate bucura de nimic pe deplin de la plecarea ta. Tuturor ne este dor de zambetul tau dulce, de chipul tau frumos si de glasul tau fara pereche. Mama Mare vine in curand in Canada si abia asteapta sa mearga la locul tau de veci sa vorbeasca cu tine si sa planga.Noi cu totii stim ca sufletul tau este acolo sus intre ingeri si ne rugam pentru odihna lui.
Cu drag Toni
You are always with us, sweetly remembered, never forgotten!
There have been so many happy times, so many... May you be given manyfold grace for all you gave us.
To celebrate Andrei's memory together, I've asked friends and family to find one word that would describe him best. Here are the responses so far:
I'm adding a few:
Feel free to add to this list.
At Jearsey Shores, you had lots of fun summer after summer, with your friend Andrew I.
Today, on this hot summer day, I keep looking at pictures.
Another hot summer day... Thinking of you from morning till evening and dreaming of you at night!
May you have gained peaceful rest and a place in the world beyond by living so beautifully in the speck of time that was your life with us.
To you, your friends were flawless and beyond judgment. And while I was honking on the driveway when picking you up - before the long awaited driving age - you must have been enjoying the last laugh of the evening with them.
I will always admire your rare gift of thinking good about people and treating them with respect.
Mom, living with good memories
Remembering moments from the past...
The vacation at Daytona Beach and Orlando in July 2000 was an absolute blast, from our ocean facing room, to Disnay and Universal, the geckos that were everywhere and the habits of which you observed for hours, the crocodile farm in St Augustin, the lighhouse in Daytona that you were the only one among us to climb to the top, the tide, ocean swimming, pool swimming, and many other adventures like me driving on the highway for the first time in my life under torrential rain as there was no public transportation in Florida and we had to rent a car at the airport and use it for two weeks.
Every 10-year old's dream vacation. Ioana and I designed it for you and tried, and to a certain extent managed, to give you a sense of a great family vacation. We were happy then, we are glad now that we spent this wonderful time together and saw you marvel and rejoyce so many times.
We miss the joy you gave us all, Andrei!
The vacation in the summer of 2005 was one of the most enjoyable you had: went back to Romania - Brasov, Bran Castle, Bucharest - beach at the Golden Sands in Bulgaria and so much more...grandparents, friends and relatives. You took so many pics, now treasures, that we were constantly looking for stores that sold batteries.
Love forever, mom on a Wednesday
Inca un "strop" de lumina, la Manastirea Cozia, pentru Andrei!
17 iulie 2011 - Manastirea Cozia
Cher enfant, je t'aime infiniment!
Swimming in pools and lakes was one of your favourite passtimes since you were very little. Thank you for the splashing and laughter! Thank you for being such a happy boy!
Mom with love.
The second summer without you, Andrei, is too hot or not warm enough, too rainy or too dry, never right, not a real summer. Without you wearing shorts, water bottle in hand, and a white smile on your tanned face, I don't understand summer. Summer, our favourite season, yours for sure, has become just another winter with hot weather and green nature.
May you enjoy grass, flowers, clear, blue water, and light on your way.
Do not stand by my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thusand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in the circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.
From Mary H - St. Paul's Cathedral, London, June 2011
Early today I called your mom to wish her “happy birthday”, but just like last year on this occasion, it felt ill-timed and inapt to say it. I wish beyond wishes that she could feel happiness again, but I know that all she can do right now is take small steps on the long, lonely road to healing, while embracing the pain that connects her to you. And so, rather than wishing for the unattainable, I thank God that this wrenching pain did not deplete her of the will to live her life. And I thank you, Andrew, for I have reasons to believe that you are gently pushing her in this direction!
Thank you for your love. Thank you for everything you gave me. I thank you today and every day for all the wonderful gifts I got from you!
With infinite love, mom
Around prom time, my thoughts go back to our shopping spree with you and Ioana, you leaving the house all dressed up but tie in the pocket because you didn't know how to tie a knot, and coming back with the boys to our basement after the party. It warms my heart to remember that you had such a good time. We will always love you. mom
Last time I remember you crying with big tears we were walking on our street in summer time. You were holding my hand and cried and cried. I didn't ask why, I knew, but after a while, I ran out of words of comfort. You had me promise that when we moved you wanted at least your basketball set up as it was at our old house. And indeed, I set it up at our new place, but it was in the garage for you to play with the door open. You never did and you never brought up the basketball again, as if it didn't exist. After that, I would see your lower lip tremble a little sometimes, but no more tears. You were 10 years old when I remember you cry with big tears for the last time, on that street.
It's our turn to cry, baby! You rest in peace, dearest Andrei. mom
The park of your childhood and our joy, Bayview Village Park, displays this plaque for nature to remember and people to be told that you had walked on this earth with us and with them, for a short while. So painfully short! Love you more than ever! Miss you terribly! mom
Handsome tree full of buds!
Outings with friends used to be so much fun and our basement, I am told, was a daily gathering place...
mom, with a smile and endless love
Ce bine ca ati permanentizat existenta acestui memorial pentru Andrei. Astfel toti cei care ne gandim la el , toti care l-au cunoscut si regreta ca trecerea sa prin viata pamanteana, a fost prea scurta, toti care ii sunt prieteni sau apropiati, mamei lui, surorii lui, tatalui, bunicilor lui Andrei, au locul si prilejul de a-l pomeni, de a se ruga pentru odihna sufletului lui, de a scrie cateva cuvinte adresate lui si celor ce nu-l vor putea uita niciodata.
Like every spring, the window of your room looks out on trees in blossom these days. One afternoon last spring, while opening the door for me, you pointed to the neighbour's tree with a small, quick move of your head to make me notice it. That kind gesture inviting me to admire the beauty of this world is something I will never forget. Thanks for sharing your enchantment with me.
Love always, mom
I remember the amazing stories you told me about the training of the navy seals whose physical and mental strengh you admired so much.
With utmost love, mom
It was pouring rain at your one year memorial, as if nature wept with us! Rest in peace!
Rest in peace dear Andrew! We keep you in our hearts.
Your tree is getting leaves.
One year ago today, on April 27, 2010, we praised your life and the amazing person you were!
Mom and Ioana
eu nu l-am cunoscut pe Andrei; recent am pierdut si eu pe cineva foarte drag si de aceea am ajuns sa aflu de baietelul tau. De la vestea ca Andrei a trecut pe lumea cealalta sint enorm de intristata. Nu stiu ce s-a intimplat cu baietelul tau, ma rog ca Dumnezeul sa ii odihneasca sufletul in pace.
Dumnezeul sa ne deie putere si sa ne intareasca.
Cu multa dragoste.
To Andrew's family: Thank you for keeping Andrew's memory alive. I am certain he felt your infinite love and care. We share in the love and the feelings of deep void left since last year. Irina and family
Summer is slowly making its way here but it's never going to be the same without you. Everytime I pass by your place, I think of calling you so we can hang out. When I walked into your house the other day, I almost smiled expecting you to come down the stairs also smiling, in anticipation of the laughter and fun we were going to have. I'm sure everybody feels the same; the places we have last seen you always being something special to us. I'm going to dedicate this song to you and remember we would do anything to have you here again.
Michael Jackson - Gone too soon
Everyone will miss you, don't ever think we won't.
One year ago today, all the trees were in bloom as we drove together to York University after 7 am. We followed the route your bus was normally taking. You were having your usual handsome appearance, suggestive of health and strength. We said goodbye in a hurry having planned to meet at lunch time, as I was spending the day at York. When you did not show up, I thought it was post exam leisure and I started calling your cell number, all afternoon and all evening from Humber. On my way back, I had a terrible presentiment of what I was going to discover soon in the dark house: the curtain had fallen on your beautiful life, this world became surreal and behind the scenes there was an immense silence!
Rest in peace and forgive us all!
Hi Lidia and Ioana,
I just wanted you both to know that I am thinking of you and praying that you will find some peace today on the anniversary of your dear son and brother’s passing. Hopefully he is looking down on you both and will send some feeling to you of his presence which might comfort you somehow. Be good to yourselves and let yourself do whatever it is you need to do today.
Allow yourself to grieve and try to feel the nearness of Andrei’s spirit.
He will never be forgotten, only missed forever!
I love you both,
Peace to you.
In memoriam, received from Lana Kong, today, April 21, 2011
Don't cry for me now I have died, for I'm still here I'm by your side,
My body's gone but my soul's here, please don't shed another tear,
I am still here I'm all around, only my body lies in the ground.
I am the snowflake that kisses your nose,
I am the frost, that nips your toes.
I am the sun, bringing you light,
I am the star, shining so bright.
I am the rain, refreshing the earth,
I am the laughter, I am the mirth.
I am the bird, up in the sky,
I am the cloud, that's drifting by.
I am the thoughts, inside your head,
While I'm still there, I can't be dead.
Regret enorm ca astazi nu pot fi alaturi de tine si de Ioana, la parastasul de un an pentru comemorarea dragului Andrei.
Il rog pe Dumnezeu sa aiba grija de spiritul lui tanar,curat si iubitor.
sant sigura ca de acolo de sus, el este ingerul vostru care va ocroteste in viata care trebuie sa mearga inainte. Andrei va fi mereu prezent ca o raza de lumina calauzitoare.
Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca in pace !
Cu tristete, prietenie si dragoste,
Andrew turned three in Toronto, on Elkhorn.
Before that, his sister wrote him this little poem:
Andrew brother is just two,
But he's smart and funny too;
Bursts into tears all the day
But he's also very gay.
Breaks the glasses, spills the milk,
Mother has no time to think
How to handle little thing.
I'm his sister,
Teach him lots:
Poems, songs and to behave,
But when asked he answers NOTs,
Gets me angry times a day,
But he smiles anger away.
He is stubborn, he is noisy,
Life by him is not too cosy,
But I dear him and want,
Brother Andrew by my side.
Draga Lidia,in speranta ca chiar de la aceasta distanta as putea fi langa voi cu un cuvant de alinare macar, incerc sa va transmit toata dragostea mea si dorinta de a va intari Dumnezeu. Aprind candela si ma uit la chipul surazator al lui ANDREI, gandind ca putem vorbi, imi poate povesti o intamplare din copilaria lui sau sa ne reamintim intilnirea din Bucuresti. Totul este viu. Noi avem o datorie de implinit. Andrei ramane in sufletul meu. Alaturez aceste randuri celor de pe 10 aprilie, ramase fara semnatura. Sunt alaturi de voi si spun inca odata: Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca in pace.
Two weeks ago, we celebrated what would have been your 21st birthday. In the many ways that we try to cherish all of our wonderful times together, I personally reflected back on your last birthday in April 2010. Your 20th birthday which had been scrupulously organized by your mom, who as usual would strive to give you the best, was a joyous celebration with all of your close friends and family in full attendance. I remember the laughter we shared, in discussing good jokes and personal stories. And although we, the young adults (myself, Iuliana, Tudor & Horatio) were of different ages, you always made sure that everyone felt part of the group, and was having a good time. It was this genuine behaviour that I continually understood as being an inherent characteristic of yours; making your friends feel comfortable and supported, and never forgetting about anyone. Over the long years during which we grew up together, I noticed many other supreme qualities of your personality. One particular example comes to mind; in June of 2008 my family and I went over to your place to celebrate your mother’s birthday, and I suggested that we go outside to take a walk or play tennis as it was warm, and sunny outside. After I asked you this, you replied and said; “No, I don’t want to leave my mom. It ‘s her birthday today, and I am staying with her!” Even though I didn’t get the approval I wanted, I was delightfully surprised by what you said. The reason I still remember Andrew’s exact response, is because I noticed something about the words he used, and how intensely he used them. It was a sign of his endearing loyalty to his family, completely untouchable from any outside intrusion. Special qualities such as this, were not exclusive to his family members. Andrew’s extreme kindness, thoughtfulness, ability to understand, and his overall sensitive and receptive nature was experienced by all those who encountered him. I can honestly say, that I have never experienced a single occasion in which Andrew did not display anything but these amazing qualities.
In one week tomorrow, it will have been a year since we lost Andrew. Since that time I have thought about him every day, thinking about all the amazing experiences we have shared, but still trying to understand why a beautiful life was taken away. As much as it pains me to ponder this question, it pains even more to think about the strength and fight that Andrew’s loving mother Lidia, and his incredible sister Ioana are putting up. But then I become less saddened because I realize their efforts keep Andrew alive in our memories and in our hearts.
Andrew, I miss you terribly and I hope that you have found peace in paradise! As I age, and go on in my life I will continue to think about you, and cherish the unforgettable impact you have had on me and so many other people.
Just because we’re not on the same path anymore, doesn’t mean we’re not going on the same journey.
Au trecut 10 zile din al 21-lea an al sau.Din pacate noi nu ne-am mai putut bucura de frumuseta,bunatatea,delicatetea,surasul,vorba mangaietoare ,prezenta lui Andrei.Toate acestea raman insa vii in sufletul si gandul nostru.Convingerea ca este undeva printre Ingeri,intr-o lume mai buna ne face pe noi cei ramasi aici sa ne implinim misiunea data de DUMNEZEU.Langa voi,Lidia,Ioana si bunici ii cinstesc memoria si inalt o rugaciune :DUMNEZEU sa-l aiba in paza!
Ar fi avut varsta majoratului mare,ar fi avut 21 de ani....Dar,din nenorocire,nu a fost sa fie asa,sa fie si acum impreuna cu cei ai lui,impreuna cu cei dragi.
Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca in pace si sa aiba in paza sufletul lui bun !
Luci si Radu
It was your birthday… actually the first one away and it was a remainder that for a brief period of time you did light the life of people around you. You were a special gift taken away too soon, a life of hopes and dreams cut short, a candle burning too intense and too bright getting to the end too fast, a dream that left memories for a lifetime a wonderful person that influenced people around you and left them hoping for more.
Obviously life is not the same without you, but it is still about you and for you in a way that only the much loved ones can be remembered.
The love given by you to all of the ones around you, it is returned 100 times stronger, penetrating any clouds or bad weather reaching to you so you could feel linked to the ones left behind to deal with daily existence.
Worries and problems are nothing now for your mom; she knows that her angel is watching out for her, but she keeps busy and comes home to be closer to you in spirit to let you hear her thoughts related to the day events and to relax just thinking of you.
Love is a transcending sentiment, very strong and binding, very powerful and a mother’s love is a never ending story, a love that would stop at nothing, would be there for ever and would reach to the end of Earth and the depths of Heaven.
Memories are now an open book, visited daily, kept real and permanent companion, since they are taken everywhere, any little daily occurrence can trigger them, and they definitely flow open when somebody needs to be close to you.
Forever young, forever beautiful, forever loved – this is the legacy behind that beautiful smile of yours.
The spring will come again and again, with sunny days remanding your loved ones of you beautiful character, with nice soft winds touching their cheeks for you, with green trees and colorful flowers for their eyes, rain for soul healing, clouds for not so easy to handle days, but always part of what you’ve been, a wonderful spring gift for all people that were part of your life.
Your tree will grow benefiting of all the above, surrounded by love and watched from above, growing stronger and bigger every year the same way your memory will grow in the years to come.
We left our parents to emigrate and we did not see them for a very long time, believe me that they were more present in our hearts and life than when we were together and had small quarrels for total unimportant things or did not agree on one thing or another.
Emigrating to another dimension is much harder, since I believe that you have a chance to watch over maybe even influence their life in one way or another, while here on Earth your memory is the link that keeps them closer to you.
Be their angel forever, watch them forever and love them forever!
Andrei's birthday gift at two was a day at Eurodisnay near Paris with the entire family, right on the opening day, April 12, 1992. No tears no cry that day, just pure fascination! :)
Andrei turned two in Paris, on April 1st, 1992. He was a very playful, happy child. In the attached picture he seems to be a little annoyed as he is getting ready to blow out the candles. Ioana's hand-made card is on the table. Nous t'aimons, Andrei, nous t'aimons notre petit ange!
We can not live our days without thinking of you! We try to surround your mom and sister with love and we send our love to you in any ways!
Spring is you for us.
Today would’ve been your 21st birthday. For 20 years on any April 1st I would call your Mom, congratulate her on your special day and ask her to give you a hug and a kiss from all of us here; then she would describe in great detail the preparations for your party: the guests, the presents, the food, the living room makeover. Your birthday was always associated with spring’s traditional holidays of rebirth and rejuvenation which added to the spirit of joy and celebration surrounding the occasion.
Today, calling your Mom is one of the hardest things I have to do, but I will, because this April 1st and all the ones to come will continue to mark one of the happiest moments of her life, your birth.
You will not have a Birthday today, Andrew, but your Birth Day will be always celebrated and honored by all of us who carry bits of you in our hearts.
Happy Eternity, our beloved!
Ita & family
Gandurile noastre bune si frumoase zboara astazi 1 aprilie, spre Andrei, sperand sa le "recepteze" acolo unde spiritul lui locuieste acum.
Urarea noastra pentru astazi este "Incarca-te de lumina Andrei, si sa stralucesti vesnic, ca o stea calauzitoare, in viata celor care te iubesc si pretuiesc pentru totdeauna!"
Today, on your birthday, I wish you could be blessed with intense and lasting love! Today, on your birthday, I wish you could always be protected from sorrow. Today, on your birthday, candles will be burning and flowers will be blooming for you. Today, on your birthday, we will celebrate you life.
We love you, Andrei!
Mom, on April 1
Maine este 1 aprilie si nu pot sa nu ma gandesc la ziua aceasta ca fiind una atat de importanta pentru tine. Ti-a adus in suflet atata iubire in 20 de ani si atata durere in doar o clipa.Ca mama te inteleg si , mai mult iti simt durerea, dar ca om iti doresc sa iti aduci aminte clipele frumoase asa cum ai facut in scrierile tale catre Andrei . Citindu-le am realizat ce mama deosebita esti si cat de mult ai contribuit tu la conturarea minunii care s-a chemat Andrei.
Iti doresc sa-ti dea Dumnezeu putere in continuare si sa stii ca Andrei nu te paraseste. Fiecare amintire cu si despre el este o raza de soare in viata voastra.Ma gandesc la tine cu mult drag, Gabriela
Maine ,1 Aprilie, este o zi trista, mai trista decat fiecare zi ce a trecut de cand Andrei a plecat undeva intr-o stea, pentru ca maine este ziua lui de nastere.Singurul lucru ce-l putem face este sa-i trimitem un gand frumos si cald, sa ne amintim de chipul sau bland si vesel si sa-l pastram in sufletele noastre, ale celor ce am avut norocul sa-l cunoastem, ale celor care i-am fost aproape familiei sale, ale tuturor celor care regretam ca viata lui a fost prea devreme si prea dureros intrerupta.
Sa-l pomenim oridecate ori ne amintim de bunatatea, inteligenta, blandetea si finetea lui, sa ne rugam pentru odihna sufletului sau si sa fim alturi de parintii, sora si bunicii lui in orice moment, dar mai ales in luna Aprilie.Toni Bucuresti-Romania
PS. M-am gandit ca o fotografie potrivita ar putea fi o imagine de la Sarbatoarea Junilor din Brasov, orasul in care s-a nascut Andrei.
For the last 20 years, around this time of the year we were getting ready for Andrei's birthday. Always a special celebration, whether it was in Brasov, in Paris or in Toronto, at home, at Chucky Cheese's, Laser Zone, Putting Edge, or at restaurants. It warms my heart to remember that for his legal drinking age, his friends organized a nice party and gave him a guitar. What a happy day it was for Andrei! The numerous cards with warm wishes that Andrei has kept are now sweet memories of those wonderful times. We will continue to celebrate Andrei's birthday every year on April 1, for the age he would have been and for all the happy birthdays of his life!
Draga noastra Lidia,
in acest an de nepotolita durere pentru tine am fost si suntem mereu cu gandul si inimile aproape de tine. Cat de neputincioase sunt cuvintele cand incearca sa aline o suferinta de necuprins, un dor sfasietor, sa umple un gol fara margini! Andrei cel mic, dulce, istet si cuminte, pe care l-am cunoscut noi la Valenciennes si la Koeln, Andrei cel mare, frumos, tanar, puternic si fermecator, asa cum a crescut in caldura si grija ta de mama, va ramane mereu astfel, prezent in amintirile noastre, prezent in viata ta.
Fie ca aceasta prezenta scumpa sa-ti dea putere, speranta si alinare.
Suntem cu tine, cu Ioana - suntem aici, aproape, ori de cate ori ai nevoie de mangaiere.
Cu nespusa tristete si adanca prietenie si dragoste,
Rodica si Utu
One year ago today, all we had left with you was one more month: one more month of weekend brunches with omlette, one more month of laughing at email jokes late at night, one more month of making plans such as for your upcoming 20th b-day, one more month of finishing exams and going back to work, one more month of admiring the rebirth of nature, especially the trees in blossom, one more month of talking about TV shows and movies, one more month of speaking two different languages in the same conversation and you switching to Romanian occasionally, one more month of setting up the patio for the promise of spring and summer, one more month of ups and downs or as you called them "thin and thick", one more month of wearing your beautiful clothes, one more month of not moving into the basement set up for you, one more month of calling up Ioana when we wanted an expert opinion, one more month of you picking up my calls selectively, one more month of your favourite foods including pad thai and eclairs, one more months of asking the grandparents "Cum mai faceti?", one more month of greeting my girl friends on the phone or in person with "Saru'mina", one more month of brushing teeth like crazy for a perfect smile, one more month of checking your build in the mirror, one more month of being so detached of material things, one more month of providing quick resolutions to dilemmas, one more month of hearing you call me "Mom" in your deep voice, one more month of turning on the lights when I came home from Humber, one more month of holding my breath when hearing the guitar sound coming from your room, and only one month of dreaming up your future and making plans for it.
And now, eleven months since the end of that short month struck like lightning!
Thank you for making me believe that life is good! Sorry for everything I could not give you.
Mom, March 21, 2011
I am very sorry to hear about Andrew's passing. I can't believe that he is no longer there. I remembered those days when I had come to your home at Toronto, Andrew was such a nice and amazing person. I am truly saddened. Andrew's memory will always remain deep within my heart. I cannot imagine the pain of losing Andrew. May God give you and Ioana more power and strength.
My and my families sincere thoughts and prayers are always with you and Ioana.
Andrew - rest in peace.
With deepest sympathy,
I hope that I will always be able to replay the scenes of your life in my head, as I do today. I hope that I will always remember every word you said in my presence, as I remember it today. I hope that your life was meaningful in the big scheme of things. I hope that you will outlive me in spirit. Rest in peace.
When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.
I miss even your let-me-be, go-away, no-pictures moods.
Now, there is nothing but let-it-be moments all the time.
I hope you are at peace and unupset!
Sadly missed - not forgotten.
We will always miss your smile and joy.
God will forgive you for everything.
Leon and Irina
Last year around this time, you were so impressed, just as Ioana and I were, by Hurt Locker, a film that moved you with its deep humanity, the trust and care for peers (I remember we commented on the juice sharing scene), the sadness of not always being able to help, the emptiness of everyday life after living on the edge, on war-generated adrelanline, the documentary-like, crude photography, etc.
Sometimes, you shared with us your insight about limit experiences such as war and the imprint they leave on the human psyche. I will never forget your amazing commentary on Vonnegut's "Slaughterhouse-Five" that you prepared for your English class. Dear Andrew, the human kind will continue to write books and make movies, but you will be missing from the audience. You will not be there to explain to us things we've missed, we did not understand or teach us about the purpose of life. We miss your quick-minded nature and your profound commentaries about everything.
With love and longing.
Andrei, even if I am reading your almost “daily book” pretty often, I did not write you for some time, so I just wanted to drop few lines. I finally saw your mom and it was a real pleasure just to look at her. She is one of the most amazing people I ever met and her smile can light a room. It is not shared too often, but it is still there. Of course, you were with her in the beautiful picture with a heaven background, just the way everybody will remember you, an amazing young man with beautiful eyes and a smile like your mom’s.
You’ll be forever young, forever loved and forever missed. Life will wrap around your memory, days will pass with thoughts and love for you maybe more than normal, because you are part of another dimension and somehow I hope that heaven is part of a parallel Universe. I am sure that from there you can watch over your loved ones and try to ease their pain and sorrow, making sure that life goes on, on this side of the Universe. You are part of them and their memories and will live in their hearts forever, part of their past, present and future, a bright star burning brighter every day that passes, shining thru clouds and rainy days, always there, always watching, always protecting.
Just thinking of you, kid!
It feels as if the world comes to a still stand sometimes to then fill up with people, objects and noises again, making your absence even more obvious and powerful. There were no empty spaces when you were here with us. What a strange dimension has this become, in which we cannot see you or hear your laughter. May we always be able to remember how you filled up the space and our hearts down here!
You've always played down the importance of having a nice car, and you managed to fool me into believing that you were ok to drive our little car until I saw your Facebook picture and I understood that you did love beautiful cars secretly. I wish you could have been at the wheel of such a nice car at least once in your life. I can imagine the quiet, unexpressed joy!
Be blessed, my boy! Mom, on Wednesday
Rest in peace, dear A & A!
Dear, dear Andrew,
February without you means not only every day without you, but also Tudor's birthday without you. You left such a void in the life of our friends whom you were so fond of and considered to be our second family! How can we accept that never again will there be a picture of mothers and sons like this one?
Love you dearly and miss you terribly!
Mom, on Wednesday
In the snowed-in Bayview Village Park, Andrew's amazing friends gathered at the tree that reminds us all that my boy will be forever missing from the white landscape and from any landscape.
As I will not hear Andrew say his friends' names from now on, I will keep chanting them fondly in his place, for as long as I shall live: Shane, Sam, Zain, Houman, Ryan, Ali, Osman, Tudor, Andrew I, Horatiu, Samantha, Cristina, Iuliana, Sasha, Michael, Pouria, James, Sean, Aaron, David, Rebecca, Matthew, Chris, Shayen... Thank you all for being such amazing friends to Andrew.
Dear Andrew, the further you slip through time, the sweetest our memories of you. You must have done everything right, as good things are the only thing we can remember.
Cu mare durere si soc am primit ieri vestea ca Andrei nu mai este cu noi.
Tin minte cum v-am cunoscut in 1994, cind eram cu toti noi emingranti in Canada.
De-a lungul anilor, ne-am intilnit in mai multe ocazii, si am avut placerea sa cunosc si pe Andrei, ultima oara cind l-am vazut, era un tinar foarte dragut de vre-o 17 ani.
De cite ori am sunat, sau ne-am vazut, intodeauna am vorbit despre copii, si tin minte mindria si dragostea cu care ai vorbit de amindoi.
Ultima oara am vorbit inainte de Craciun 2009, si am aflat ca Andrei este la facultate, si amindoi copii sint bine.
Ca mama, pot doar sa imi inchipui durerea si suferinta prin care treci, sint alaturi de tine si Ioana in pierderea suferita.
Pimeste te rog sincerele noastre condolente,
Susana si Victor Melicson
Nine months. The meaningless (for us) reverse time of your miraculous coming into being!
Love you, my child.
Dear Andrew, your wonderful friends remembered you in a softhearted, sweet get together, last Saturday, January 22nd, for the nine-month commemoration of your disappearance. You were right, they were all amazing friends.
And you were also an amazing friend to them!
Rest in peace.
Just a year ago, life was still perfect! One of the presents I gave that night was the book "Outliers" by Malcom Gladwell. And my two "outliers" were sitting casually in our living room! What else could a mother wish for? One year ago, life was still perfect and I didn't know.
Rest in peace my outlier, and may you have light on your way! Mom, not on a Wednesday
It's snowing again over the city and over Blue Mountain. But there is no more waiting at the bottom of the slope for the small dark dot rushing downhill at full speed to grow more and more clearly into Andrew, stopping firmly one foot away just for a second, before heading back to the skilift. Over and over, tirelessly. Year after year, as a given. If Blue Mountain imperturbable doesn't, we miss you terribly, our fearless skier!
Mom, on a winter Wednesday
A few weeks ago, while thinking of Andrew, I came across the word in the attached picture, scribbled on a building wall, downtown Toronto. I cannot thank enough the anonymous who put this wonderful gift on my way to work, so that I can see it every day! This is how my signature will read from now on.
For Andrew, with love from mom
Wednesday, Jan 5th 2011
I greet your tree every day!I think of you every day!
From where you are, watch over your mom and sister, they love you so much!
Rest in peace dear angel!
No 2011, and no more new years for you! Wishing you times of grace and a peaceful everafter!
My dearest everything, I will appologize to you every day of my life for not having gone to these beautiful places together, during your time. You would have loved the beautiful horizons, the hot sunny beaches, swimming with stingrays, the spectacular British Virgin Islands reminescing of the pirates of the Caribbean, the palm trees, the immensity of the ocean, the majestic birds gliding in the blue skies...Forgive me darling for the not done and for the unsaid!
We will always love you.
At the end of 2010, the year we lost Andrei, a simple prayer: God, please take good care of your newest angel!
Dearest, the only thing we celebrate tonight is your life and the only joy are the sweet memories from past Christmas Eves. We miss you so much!
Ioana and Mom
Primul Craciun fara puiul tau, dar sunt convinsa ca el , de acolo de unde este va vegheaza pe toti cei dragi si va pazeste de rele. De sfantul Eugen, si de Craciun un gand de pace si de liniste. Andrei este in fiecare steluta de Craciun pentru voi.
Ma rog la Dumnezeu sa va ajute in lunile si anii care vin fara Andrei, dar totusi cu el in inimi.Rest in peace, Andrew!
Draga Andrei azi e Sf. Eugen si m-am gandit la tine. Sa te odihnesti in pace puiule drag!
We love you, Andrew! Rest in peace, darling.
Ioana and Mom
Dear Andrew, you are everywhere: in the blue skies, in the waves, in the playful breeze, in every tree and every flower. We write messages of love to you in the hot sand, and the Universe responds with beauty.
Rest in peace, our beloved!
Mom and Ioana, on Wednesday, Dec 22
My little prince, I wish that by now you made your way to the Planet Love! If it takes more than eight terrestrial months, keep going, keep going. It must exist! May it welcome you with trees in blossom and be a place of total wellness for your big heart and beautiful spirit. We will always love you!
I don't know the author of the following, but it is inspiring.
"The people on our planet are not standing in a line single file. Look closely. Everyone is really standing in a circle, holding hands. Whatever you give to the person standing next to you, it eventually comes back to you."
The other day, I was staring at the two passports in my hand, unsure of which one to open. The one I finally decided to look at is valid until 2012. Yours!
I played the film of all our travels and vacations in my head, remembering how much you enjoyed every minute of them, from sightseeing and mountain peaks - on the rare occasion - to waves, sand and sun, rides in amusement parks, new cities and museums, people and... a big English breakfast, more so when it was included!
While my heart is aching for your missed travels to warm countries and for your other would-have-been destinations, somehow I get the sense that you do have a valid passport for your new journey.
So long, my darling voyager, so long!
Mom, on Wednesday
Coming home to your absence on the first snowy day this winter, I remembered the cleanly shoveled driveway from years passed, when I didn't have to ask, or when I did have to ask and you finished the job in no time, whether it was light snow, heavy wet snow, or icy snow. I remember the big winter 10 years ago, when despite your young age, you worked relentlessly by my side an entire weekend to clear the house, roof to driveway, of what felt like tons of snow.
And of course, the snowmen!
I miss you, buddy, but I know a word that reads well on fresh snow, from wherever you look at it: LOVE.
Mom, on the first winter Wednesday
Sleep in peace your deep sleep, dear Andrei! We miss you dearly every day. I miss you terribly every Wednesday.
Astazi e Sf.Andrei, ocrotitorul Romaniei, zi in care ne gandim din nou la Andrei-Eugen, acest minunat copil care ne priveste din lumea ingerilor si ii veghiaza pe cei dragi, ramasi aici sa-l planga vesnic.
Ne gandim la el si ne rugam pentru odihna sufletului sau curat.
Am citit undeva ca durerea parintilor, a sorei lui, a bunicilor si a tuturor celor care l-au cunoscut pe Andrei, nu va trece niciodata ci noi toti ne vom obisnui cu ea.
Nu stiu in ce masura te poti obisnui cu asa ceva!
M-am bucurat profund pentru ideea formidabila de a sadi acel copac in memoria lui Andrei Va fi inca un loc unde cei dragi se vor putea duce sa-l planga si sa "vorbeasca" cu el.
Dumnezeu sa-l tina mereu in bratele Lui.
Azi, de ziua lui Andrei-Eugen ii aprindem o lumanare, gandindu-ne cu drag la el.
Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca în pace!
Speram ca in lumea in care se afla, Andrei este menit sa fie înger pazitor, doctor al suferintelor pentru cei aflati in durere aici în lumea incercata, de pe pamant.
Fie ca sufletul lui bun “sa lumineze” caile intortochiate ale destinelor tuturor celor dragi si celor cunoscuti, ramasi aici, si sa le desluseasca “menirea” lor pamanteana!
Longing for those moments of pure bliss and total happiness... We really, truly thought they will last. Today, we have to surrender to the new reality, give up on all the plans we had for you and with you, and sadly admit that we, those left behind, know so little about your new place in the universe. All we can do is remember your life here and whisper unechoed words of love to you.
Mom, on the 31st Wednesday
Doamne, mult l-am iubit pe copilul asta. Ocroteste-l inca 7 luni si inca 7 luni, in veci!
As another Wednesday is going by, I’m thinking of the teens and young men whom I’ve crossed on the street in the last 30 weeks - happy or preoccupied, relaxed or stressed, chatty or quiet, proper or misbehaved, eccentric or conventional, healthy or pale, expressive or blank. How much I wish that you were one of them and started walking by my side. How well I know that this will never be!
Cherishing your memory every day,
Dearest, we are entering the fourth season "Without Andrei". We are trying to learn the world without you, but it hardly makes sense, except for our love for you and the precious footprints that you left behind, proving that you've walked this planet with thoughtfulness, care, love and dignity. The seeds that you've planted in the spirit of all of us who knew you - your friends, our family, our friends - will grow new buds and will bloom in the times to come at various degrees of separation, the way the rose bush that your father and I planted for you has blossomed beautifully all summer.
Rest in peace!
Mom, on the 29th Wednesday
Twenty-eight weeks later, we weep, and so many still weep with us!
Thank you, friends, for dedicating this Tree of Love to Andrei's memory! May it grow taller with every nature's rebirth and stand strong against storms and winds to remind everyone of the little boy who strolled through this park every day wondering at the marvels of nature, and of his warm, loving personality.
Dearest, in the days leading to the 27th Wednesday since you are gone, for the six-month anniversary of your passing, our family and friends gathered on three continents to remember you and celebrate your beautiful life with prayers, graceful thoughts, pure love, bright candles, delicate flowers and quiet vigils, both at your grave and at the sugar maple tree planted in your memory at Bayview Village Park, the park and playgroung of your happy childhood. We hope that our love can cross the horizons, skies and other frontiers that separate us now, to bring peace to your soul and spirit.
Rest in peace, our precious Andrei!
We are grateful to all those who remembered Andrei with prayers and love and to everyone who brought flowers!
Rest in peace, Andrew. You are greatly missed by all that knew you. Lidia, our thoughts are with you every day.
Sincere condoleante familiei!
Our thoughts are with you at this time. We will pray for Andrew and your family that you may find the strength to carry on in faith. God blessings on you all.
Dear Lidia ,
I could not write on 21st because it became a very sad day for me too. As a mother and friend I understand your feelings. I also know he will be with you in every flower or tree, as well as in every object he ever touched. As I already told you, he is with you everywhere as he is part of you. May all Angels be with him!
I am so sorry to hear this news. Please accept my condolences to you and your family.
Six month without Andrew! We'll keep counting days, weeks, months, thinking at the beautiful person you were! Your smile encourages us to go on with our life. It is not easy to accept the fate! I miss your voice when I enter your home. I try to imagine you are somewhere close. We see you in flowers and trees you loved so much.
Andrew, yesterday your tree put its roots in the park you wandered so happily in your childhood. I can see it on my way to and from work, every day. This morning it looked so beautiful in the sun, I'm sure you like it.
Dear kid, rest in peace! We miss you so much!
Te iubim nespus de mult!
Te iubim, Andrei.
We love you, Andrew!
We love you, Andrew.
We love you so much, Andrei.
Today marks the sixth month anniversary of your passing, but, regardless of how much it hurts, instead of remembering only that you are gone, we choose this day to celebrate your life, a life that did not loose its purpose when it ended. We will be with your family this coming weekend for the memorial your mother had planned to remind everyone who knew you that you may be gone, but your spirit lives on, that your life mattered and you are forever tied to those who love you.
The Iftode family
We love you very much, Andrew!
We love you dearly, Andrei!
Six months ago life stopped for a painful moment for a lot of people that loved you. You are now part of another dimension, your soul is part of eternal Universe, but your memory is part of everyday life for all your loved ones. All of them had to learn to live differently, to bare life in a different way but the love is still the same, intensified maybe by memories.
Our children are part of our life forever, part of our bodies and part of our souls, thinking of them is a daily routine, no mater how close of how far they are.
I am sure that somewhere up there it works the same way and you are watching over your mom, making sure that she is somehow able to make it, day by day sometimes hour by hour.
You are now a bright star shining from above with warmth whispering good night, a ray of sun wishing her good morning, a light wind brushing her face and definitely part of her heart that will bare the scar of missing you in the same time with her love and longing.
She is not measuring time the way we do, everything is linked to you, memories and dates, daily thoughts and trying to relate to you and find some comfort in it.
It is a very long time in any measurements not to be able to see your child eyes and smile.
We all emigrated and left our parents in Romania and it was not easy for them.
You emigrated to a different dimension and this is we are expecting our parents to do at one point, but never our children.
Unfortunately, there are no rules in this life, we have to take it day by day and your mom has to live her life getting used to the idea that somebody up there loves her the same way that somebody down here adores you.
The world is a lesser place for loosing you.
I found a little poem that I copying for your mom.
Tiny Angels rest your wings
sit with me for awhile.
How I long to hold your hand,
And see your tender smile.
Tiny Angel, look at me,
I want this image clear....
That I will forget your precious face
Is my biggest fear.
Tiny Angel can you tell me,
Why you have gone away?
You weren't here for very long....
Why is it, you couldn't stay?
Tiny Angel shook his head,
"These things I do not know....
But I do know that you love me,
And that I love you so".
Rest in peace Sweet Angel.
Se implinesc maine sase luni decand Andrei s-a ridicat la stele. Vreau sa primesti din partea mea si a familiei mele cele mai bune ganduri pentru tine si Ioana, pentru Mircea si pentru parintii tai. Suntem cu totii tristi si va impartasim durerea ce s-a adunat in aceste sase luni in sufletele voastre. Stim ca niciodata nu veti gasi consolare pentru aceasta nedreapta pierdere. Ne rugam la Dumnezeu sa il tina in bratele Sale pe baiatul vostru atat de frumos, destept si cuminte, iar voua tuturor sa va dea putere sa suportati toti anii ce vor veni fara Andrei.
26 weeks without your unforgettable smile! We miss those blissful moments of happiness and togetherness. We so much miss you being with us. May you be in good company, surrounded by love and kindness! Your loving family
We miss you Andrew, we really do. You will always be in our thoughts and prayers.
De fiecare data cand ies din casa privesc spre usa casei tale si-mi amintesc de zambetul care-mi umplea ziua de soare. Mi-a luat atat de mult sa scriu aceste randuri pentru ca ochii si inima mi se umplu de lacrimi si durere de fiecare data cand deschid aceasta carte. Nu sti cat de mult insemnai pentru familia noastra si cata incredere aveam cand plecai afara cu Horatiu. Aveai un caracter ales, un talent si o istetime care te-ar fi ajutat sa atingi orice culmi. Din pacate soarta este uneori nemiloasa! Fie ca sufletul tau sa se odihneasca in pace printre cei drepti si te rog ca in fiecade Duminica, dupa ce-ti aprin o lumanare, zambetul tau sa ne insoreasca ziua.
Dumnezeu sa-ti ocroteasca sufletul.
Rest in peace!
25 weeks and one Thanksgiving without you! We redid the walk we walked together two years ago. We saw baby snakes just like we did then, and we touched them in your memory who loved all creatures of nature so much.
Last year's turkey dinner that you prepared with Ioana will remain the best ever.
Me miss you so much! Rest in peace, our darling!
Just found out the terrible news. We are so sorry for your loss, Lidia, and extend condolences to you and your family. I only met Andrew a couple of times - but it was clear that he was a very sweet guy.
Regards, Betty, Frank, Celina and Nicky
On this 24th Wednesday, may all of us who love Andrei be graced with the divine wisdom to believe that his spirit was guided by angels to a place of rest, and is not just floating away in space, further and further, never to be encountered again.
Candles on three continents, candles in churches, candles at home, candles in the night, candles in the sun, candles in the storm, heart-shaped candles, scented candles, bright candles, peaceful candles in memory of a light that burned out too soon, 23 weeks ago. With love.
On this 22nd Wednesday, it pains me to know not only that the best was still to come for you, but also that so many love and praise words were left unsaid. We all believed that there was plenty of time. Love, mom
Five long months without you, today, dearest Andrei! This chair is empty now. May your soul and spirit live on, in a peaceful, more beautiful place!
Your loving family
May all the Angels be with you!
Rest in peace !
de acolo, de sus, de unde nu este intristare si durere, Andrei doreste sa-l amintim, sa ne amintim, si sa ne bucuram cu el de clipele fericite la care a fost parte.
Dear son, 21 weeks ago, on April 21, instead of heading towards your 21st birthday next year, you left this world at the age of 20, without warning. You left us wondering about the numbers that defined you life - 1, 20, 21, 2010 - about the deeper meaning of life, and about what would have been. I was always so proud that you, who could solve moral dilemmas in a split of a second, who lauded the mistery of life and tried to decipher the secrets of the Universe, a man of so many gifts and talents, with such a powerful mind and such a big heart, were so well equipped for life. May your strength of spirit last beyond your lifetime!
May God bless you in this time of sorrow.
Cateodata este nedrept ce se intampla. Dar sper sa aveti taria sa treceti mai usor peste pierderea lui Andrei de pe aceasta lume, stiind ca exista multi care sunt alaturi de voi in aceste momente de durere. El va fi in sufletele voastre tot timpul si, de acolo de sus, se va bucura si va suferi alaturi de voi.
Un gand de liniste pentru voi, din partea lui
On Wednesday, 20 weeks ago, you stopped loving trees in blossom, animals and birds, the colour green, pad thai, comedy shows, spartan strategy, news on You-Tube, listening to music, playing guitar, all your hobbies... We miss those good times when your generous love used to warm up our hearts! We'll love you back for as long as we have!
Your loving family
One year ago, in September 2009, Andrei was so glad when he got two part-time job offers at the same time. He kept both jobs for a short while, then he dropped one to have time for school. I was convinced that this experience along with his education would help him later on in life, as I used to believe too in the motto he put in his yearbook, saying that we don't study for school, we study for life. How can this universal truth be so unfairly untrue at the same time?
Imi este foarte greu sa scriu aici pentru ca nu pot sa accept pierderea lui Andrei - un baiat atat de inteligent,frumos,vesel si bine educat. Imi amintesc mereu de perioada petrecuta la voi in Toronto, cat de bine m-ati primit in familia voastra, de timpul petrecut alaturi de Andrei, in fiecare zi cand venea de la scoala si mancam la pranz impreuna si vorbeam despre scoala si ce se mai intampla in lume.
L-am indragit pe Andrei ca pe un frate, nu-mi vine sa cred ca l-am pierdut.
Iti doresc sa gasesti puterea sa mergi mai departe pentru Ioana si parintii tai care te iubesc si sunt intotdeauna alaturi de tine.
Mereu cu gandul la voi,
To Andrei's Mom:
During these times,when I started to pray,I remember your son's face who always happy and shining.
God Bless him
maryam From H.M.R at Loblaw GFD
Every time you were driving our car, I was dreaming big for you! You were too, apparently, as you promised once to buy me a car when I get old, if I needed one. For the last 19 weeks, we've been deprived of daydreaming and robbed of future plans. As there's no going back now, we keep reliving the past. Thank you for it. We love you and revere your pure and generous spirit endlessly.
Three years ago today, you were mingling with the crowds of tourists in Venice, imortalizing earthly beauties with your camera. 18 weeks ago, you were embarking on a new journey of your own. May you be blessed with celestial beauty on your way!
Your loving family!
To Andrei's Mother - the seemingly dreadful death is only a momentary parting for we are never separated from our loved ones. Love is the most powerful force in the universe and those who love each other can never in truth be separated. So the many evidences and testimonials of life after death tell us. Sometimes, it is said, a loved one goes earlier in order to challenge fixed or old beliefs, and to make those left behind to look for answers, to become seekers of greater truths.
Thus, the departure of a loved one is transformed from an unbearable grief and sorrow into a gift and a grace apart.
August 21st: four months of sadness but also of wonderful recollections about the philosopher in spirit, the artist at heart, and the potential scientist at mind you were. Those of us who knew all those facets of your personality are blessed with wonderful memories. I hope our thoughts do not disturb your peace. With profound love, Mom.
Dearest Andrei, another week, another Wednesday without you!
I remember your question (you asked so many of them) from when you were no older than five, whether children die. I told you that no, children don't die, but you were not satisfied with my answer. Never, never? I admitted that eventually, after they grow up and become old. You looked me in the eye and said: "So children do die!" Yes, Andrei, you proved me wrong as so many other times. Sadly, some children do die. Love you endlessly.
Dumnezeu sa-l odihneasca in pace pe Andrei Eugen!
Trist, foarte trist ca a plecat "asa devreme" de aici, de langa voi, din lumea noastra pamanteasca, dintre noi!
Noi ii vom aprinde mereu o lumanare la biserica aici la noi pe pamant romanesc, asa cum e obiceiul romanesc. In felul asta ne vom gandi mereu la el si ne vom aminti de el.
Dumnezeu sa va ajute sa aveti putere sa faceti fata durerii !
Este "uimitor" caci nu era cronologic sa fie asa!
Va dorim multa sanatate si putere sa mergeti mai departe pe drumul vietii...scris de cel de sus, dupa alte planuri, necunoscute noua.....si poate si Andrei va urmareste acum de acolo , sa va urmati calea
Va imbratisam cu drag!
Doina, Angela si Renato
Another week has passed in our painful journey of grief and unanswered questions. Life forces us to move on, but there is no day that passes without thinking of how much nicer would have been to have you here, with us! This is the 17-th Wednesday without your smile and kind words shown generously to all the people who have known you (and this book is a testimony of how many people have been very positively impressed by your charismatic personality)! The memories of the glitter in your beautiful, bright eyes seem to guide and enhance our daily prayers for your loved ones as they slowly, but steadily are trying to connect with the metaphysical Andrei. We are trapped in this terrestrial cage but we will eventually share with you at some point in time the unknown, ethereal Universe that stole you so abruptly; until then we hope these modest attempts to send you energy for your journey will reach their destination! Thank you Andrei for the time you shared with us!
Gabriela and Eugen Smeianu
Sixteen weeks ago, on Wednesday, you stopped in the middle of the road, while we had to continue painfully without you. It is hard to believe that you will never again be walking this road by our side. You were such an evolved, multidimentionsional human being! May your spirit find its way!
I love you and I miss you terribly every day.
One eye is smiling, one eye is crying today. Ioana's 30th, but Without Andrew. I wish her best, I wish you stayed.
Email from Italy, three years ago.
From: Andrew BL [mailto:email@example.com]
Sent: Friday, August 03, 2007 10:51 AM
To: Bala, Ioana; Bala, Lidia; Bala, Michael
Subject: Shout out from Rome
I'm finally able to send you guys an e-mail. It's been such a hassle finding means of communication. I went and bought a phone card but it turns out that it doesn't work and it keeps saying "This card is invalid" when I try to use it. They finally set up a couple laptops in the lobby that us Blyth kids can use for their internet needs, so I can start using my e-mail fairly frequently now till next Friday. I'll try to find a working phone card sometime this weekend.
So far the trip has been awesome. We have barely had any dull moments. We got here at around 1 on Monday but it took almost 4 hours for everyone to get their luggage cause they mixed it up with another flight and some of us didn't get our bags till a few hours later. It was dreadfully hot and everyone had barely any sleep on the plane, as I'm sure all three of you know quite intimately by now, and on top of that we had to stand around for that long. It was brutal. I could have sworn I was going to pass out.
Anyways, on the bus ride to the hotel I slept like a rock. I don't even remember how exactly I managed to wake up after all that, but somehow I gained consciousness right when we got to the hotel. It's beautiful. I honestly didn't expect something this great. We went and got changed, had a quick (and ever so sweet) nap, ate dinner in the dining hall (which also looks amazing by the way) and then our teachers took us out to a local gelato place and showed us a little bit of the locality. It was probably one of the most memorable moments of my life, I had no idea where we were since I slept on the bus so all the scenery was new to me. I love it here.
So basically we have been going out on excursions and activities and what not for the last 4 days. We went out with the entire group, teachers included, on Tuesday and Thursday. We visited St. Paul's, St. Peters (and obviously Vatican city), St. Sebastian's catacombs, the Pantheon, the Spanish steps, and the Trevi fountain. Yes, I know, it's unbelievable how much I've seen in 4 days, and let me tell you, I don't think I've been more happy to be visiting anything. This place is beautiful.
We're also given free time, which I think is freaking awesome. Every night you're allowed to just go out anywhere in the town and do anything you want as long as you get back by 11, or 12:30 on weekends. We have a metro pass that lets us use both the subway and the bus for this entire time with no extra charges.
Anyways, this e-mail is getting a bit lengthy, but I'll keep you guys relatively updated for the next week. I've taken something like 200 pictures already, and I'll upload some tonight or tomorrow. Let me know how life is back in Toronto! I feel sorry for you guys all cooped up over there while I'm in Italy.
It seems like it was yesterday that we were watching movies at your house and laughing our heads off. It's definitely been a very different summer without you. I miss you and wish you were still here. But I have many memories and you will live on forever. I hope you're at peace now.
It's been 15 weeks. While we are counting the days and weeks since that Wednesday of distress and agony, we now know that you will always be with us everywhere we go and in everything we do. You are at the dinner table with us, you have your well deserved place in our lives, and you will always be part of our family. May your spirit be lifted and blessed with peace! We love you, Andrei!
100 de zile fara Andrei, incredibil!... si atat de dureros pentru Lidia, Ioana, bunici si toti cei care l-am cunoscut.
L-am intalnit pe Andrei in 1994 cu ocazia primei lui vizite in America.Pe atunci era un baietel de 4 anisori, un ingeras mereu bine dispus.
Am avut ocazia sa mergem impreuna sa vizitam Statuia Libertatii si Ellis Island.
Ne-am mai plimbat impreuna prin New York si cu alte ocazii.(Imi amintesc ce mult fun a avut Andrei la un magazin de jucarii de sub World Trade Center impreuna cu prietenul lui,Andrew Iftode,in timp ce noi, Lidia si cu mine o asteptam pe prietena noastra Ita).
Tot ce-mi amintesc despre Andrei este ca a fost un copil minunat, vesel, cu o fata senina si mereu cu zambetul pe buze.
Regret ca nu am avut sansa sa-l cunosc mai mult ca teenager.
Ultima oara l-am vazut in 2004 cu ocazia vizitei mele in Canada.
Am mai vorbit cu el de cateva ori la telefon, atunci cand eu o cautam pe Lidia. Era mereu vesel si extrem de politicos.
Este o mare pierdere pentru Lidia, intreaga familie si noi toti care l-am cunoscut.
Sant sigura ca acum el este un inger care ne zambeste de acolo de sus.
Dumnezeu sa-l mantuie si sa-l odihneasca in pace!
It's been 100 days of spring and summer and hearts melting with love and sorrow! May angels be with you!
One hundred days without you, angel, one endless night! Rest in peace, sweet Andrew.
It's been a while where we didn't find any words to show you how much we are trying to comfort and sustain you in your grief, but I know there are none that will take away any pain you are feeling for almost three months.
Although words seem futile in the midst of your sorrow, they are all we have to give you. Please accept these written words as warm hugs to wrap yourself in, and know that our thoughts and prayers are with you this sad and difficult time.
Cristina, Lucian and Horatiu
You left us 14 weeks ago today.
I wish you could have stayed! I wish you could have given the sense of security I had with you in the house at night to a family of your own, in the future. I cherish the brave young man you were, and I dream of the dutiful family man you would have been! Love always, Mom
My little sparrow.You flew away!
It is so hard to believe.
Rest in peace, my little sparrow! Love, mom
We wake up every morning to yet another day without you. The only certainty is that we miss you deeply and love you endlessly. Today and every day, the world would be so much more beautiful with you!
Your Loving Family
Azi cand s-au inplinit 3 luni de la tragica plecare a scumpului tau ANDREI
suntem cu gandul la voi si ne rugam Bunului Dzeu sa-l odihneasca in pace,iar pe voi sa va ajute sa mergeti mai departe.
Cu toata dragostea Gabi si Cezar Braescu
Rest in peace, Andrei! We all love and miss you.
Victor, Otilia & Remus
Today is actually 3 month since you are not part of your mom's daily life. This is a mater of speaking, since actually you are part of every minute thought and the fact that physically you are absent makes your emotional presence much more intense. As you could see, she is counting the days, weeks and I do not think that she'll count months, it seems much too long, just the wordâ€¦.
You must watch over her and Ioana and your love should surround them for ever, the same way their thoughts towards you should reach you and keep you informed about their daily life.
But, to make sure that you are not missing anything, your mom puts your thoughts on paper pretty often.
I actually looked at all your pictures and I was totally impressed with the young man you became and I could understand how truly hard is for the people around you not to see your wonderful smile. For all of them you will remain young forever, sweet forever and of course you'll be loved forever.
I prey that somehow from all the way up there you could give them the strength to go thru life knowing that someone up there loves them.
Life is like a memory card, stores everything and lucky for us it lets us go back to our favorite ones as often as we want. Nothing fades away unless we choose to push it back; all the love is still there and somehow this give us strengths.
I think that your mom is one of the most amazing people I ever met, she was given way too much, but she is handling everything with grace. Somehow now she has a new confidant, since as you can see she is confiding in you maybe more than before, you became her tower of courage and this makes daily life almost bearable.
Rest in peace, sweet soul, watch over your loved ones and remember that your memory is a shining light in the life of many people that loved you.
It has been three months since Wednesday, April 21, when the clocks stopped. However, time continues to pass, the sun continues to rise and set, the night to fall, days continue to go by, the world continues to turn, and our hearts, surprisingly, continue to beat.
I was so blessed to have shared my journey with you for 7325 days. I was so lucky to have you in my life for however long it was meant to be. Thank you for having been. Rest in peace, my love. Mom
Dear all, thank you for all your love for Andrei, for sharing such precious memories, and for your support to our family!
Andrew, there is a corner in my heart that you visit every day and I welcome you with open arms! The stab of grief is still sharp but little by little the search for meaning makes room for the sweet memories of the time our families spent together, a time where what counted most - more than where we were, and more than what we were doing - was just that: being together. These cherished memories bring me a measure of comfort, but no consolation. I miss you.
My Dear Lidia,
At a time like this, there is a sorrow for which no heart could ever be prepared...
No one can experience this sadness as you do.
Your son Andrew touched the lives of many and will be deeply missed.
Let's hope that he is in the hands of God and he finds happiness, comfort and rest.
My deepest simpathies with you, Ioana and your parents.
Keeping you close in my heart, always...
New York City
It has been such a long time already since the unthinkable happened, and I am still in shock! I have to summon all my strength to break the silence! I was quiet not of lack of respect, as only God knows I loved you dearly, like my own child, the son I never had! I was quiet because my vision of Andrei the brilliant young person becoming the wonderful Man I could see growing in you got shattered to pieces! What can you say when you are facing such a cataclysm? Maybe you were too good for this world and Lord called you in a better place much earlier than anyone could fathom!
Our entire family has many wonderful memories of you, surrounded by the love and fierce care of an amazing MOM, my best friend Lidia.
My first encounter with your family was placed in the playgrounds of the building we shared as our first home in a new land, where I was supervising my kids and your maternal grandma was watching you playing happily! I and your grandma had long, wonderful conversations that led eventually to a long friendship. She is such a positive, warm person and I know how much she loved (and still loves) you because I could see her eyes shining , full of divine happiness whenever she would say your name. You see maybe for her you were also like her own son, she never had…Then, grandma had to return and your mom needed some help to cope with your preschooler schedule…
We remember the rushed mornings, about 15 years ago, when your mom dropped you off to spend the time before your Kindergarten with “bunica Maria” and my three daughters: Diana, Iuliana and Cristina. You were all smiles and good manners from even such an early age; you were a model for my kids. In the afternoons, when I would come from work, I would see Ioana , your older sister and second mom in command, picking you up from school for your trip, back home.
Years went on, with many enjoyable and a few less enjoyable family events celebrated together with a sense, sometimes that our families are so similar; we could very well be related! We know we could rely on one another to share the joys and grieve the loses…
You moved first out of the Bayview-Sheppard area, and as we could not be separated for a long time we moved very close a couple of years later. Then new wonderful memories were created when you and my daughters, especially the twins (closer to your age) were playing together. I was always honoured by your presence and I knew my girls have only good things to learn from you and your mom.
I was so happy when I got the chance to spend more time with you on a one on one basis in your final years of high school, preparing your entrance to the University. I was, one more time impressed with your vast knowledge and you quick grasp of the content! You were an amazing person to work with, it was a delightful treat to see and talk to you!
There is a multilayered interconnection between our families, as it is not very often that three generations of two families are in such a harmonious relationship! Then… one link in this beautiful network of love and respect broke by your premature departure…
We could not believe that the young man we celebrated on April 4-th was leaving us suddenly two weeks and a half later. Cristina was the last of our family fortunate enough to have spent some bonus time with you the week after your birthday party. To the day she remembers every word you exchanged (as a treasured memory) and she tries to cope, in her own ways with the great loss we all suffered!
When Lidia called to tell me the grim news the world stopped for few moments… I know Lidia is an extremely strong person, but this was more than any human being can endure… We tried, with our modest means to bring some tranquility in a devastated family, by spending some evenings together with Ioana and Lidia, but nothing can change the irreversible…
Your mother’s parents are here now, and Lidia is surrounded by as much love as she can take, and I believe she found ways to concentrate her motherly love in continuing to care for her son at a different level. You must know Andrew, that even if we cannot materialize your presence, you are always in our thoughts, prayers and our dreams. We are even talking to you and communicating our love to you and I am sure some can reach up to you! We can see your wonderful smile and intelligent eyes, we can hear your “Sarut Mana!” , “Da, binenteles!” and “Nici o problema!” wherever we go, just by looking up to the beautiful pink-bluish sky in the nice summer evenings!
Your journey here was meant to be only 20 years and 20 days long, but you will actually live eternally through the memories of many people that love you, Andrew!
May God Rest You in Peace and take care of your loved ones!
With deepest love, Gabriela Smeianu and Family
Andrei, you really were a gentleman of honours. You taught me how to have a genuine heart towards my beloved as you have to yours. You will always be that pizza on my Valentine's day. We love you Andrei.
Ne gandim in fiecare zi la tine si ne amintim cu drag de toate minunatele momente petrecute impreuna. Am fost onorati sa te cunoastem si zdrobiti sa te vedem plecand atat de devreme...
Ne consoleaza gandul ca de acolo sus ne calauzesti drumul si veghezi asupra mamei, surorii si bunicilor tai care te iubesc mai mult ca oricand!
Odihneste in pace inger drag!
Take a comfort in knowing that now you have a special guardian angel to watch over you and Ioana.
Dear Andrew, we hope you are at peace.
I never knew that you could know someone for nothing more than a mere eight months and that they could leave such an intense and powerful impression on your entire life. The ways in which you thought and expressed your views will forevermore be cherished and referred to in my lifetime. Your tenaciously determined and loyal nature was exactly what I needed to see in this world to believe that special and gifted people really are amongst us. I am entirely grateful for your existence in my life and could never forget you. Rest in peace dear friend.
Dear Andrei, Your Mom reminded me it has been 12 weeks. I kept postponing writing this message because there is so much to say and the mind refuses still to accept you are not here. I would tell you how amazing of a boy you were. So mature for your age. When you came as a highschooler to Indiana, I thought you were in college and I was convinced you would handle any intelectual and emotional challenge. We planned for you to come back and immerse yourself in a reserach project that would increase your appetite for biological sciences and convince you to go for an MD degree. I was disappointed you postponed the trip, but so eager to have it rescheduled. I had talked to you around your birthday, as always forgetting to acknowledge the important milestone, and you talked to me with so much warmth, calm, and politeness. I could always feel your broad smile and generosity in your voice and would recall them vividly from the few days we spent together. You enchanted my family with your quiet, friendly, and accepting nature. Emma was infatuated with you at her tender age and you never looked embarassed or annoyed at the "lipstick and cartwheels" show she organized for you. I loved you for that. There are many happy memories from Brasov (well, except when I injected you intramuscular with penicillin when you were an infant), Toronto, Baltimore, and Indianapolis and I will always cherish them and feel blessed that we were a part of your life. Rest in peace!
It's been 12 long weeks "Without Andrew". I wish you could feel all our love! Mom
Draga Andrei, ne gandim la tine !
Sorana, Miruna, Luci si Radu
On Wednesday morning, eleven weeks ago, we drove to York U together, with you in the passenger seat. My handsome son, wearing his leather jacket! Late at night, I came back to a dark, unwelcoming house. Our journey together had come to an end, so soon, so suddenly, and the lives of all of us who loved you changed forever. Rest in peace beloved Andrew! Mom
Another "Without Andrew": Canada Day. It brings back sweet memories from the time when you were a boy and used to enjoy fireworks. One year, we went to the Central Island in hopes that we will get a better view of the fireworks. Walking in high grass, in pitch dark combined with the itch from the numerous mosquito bites left little apetite for fireworks in Ioana and myself who were eager to return to shore, but someone fully appreciated the adventure - our dearest Andrew, who did not get enough of it. We love you.
I’ve known Andrei only as a toddler. We’ve had fun together in the short time you were away and missing him.
I regret that I didn’t have the chance to know the wonderful young person he has become.
Sometimes I can feel the big empty left by his departure and your pain travelling through it and hitting me in waves.
It is true, life goes on taking us with it, sometimes like big passive chunks of wood, to tired and to stiff to swim against the current, but you know, the secret of the wood is not that it burns; it is that it floats, and stays afloat until it reaches the shore.
We wish you could have stayed.
Cristina & Mirel
Dear, Dear Andrew,
Ten weeks ago today, the unthinkable happened and the unbearable started. We miss you immensely, we love you deeply and we cherish you for who you were. Rest in peace, my love. Mom
Growing up you were a great friend. I would always look forward to my family's visits to Toronto. I'll never forget the many wonderful experiences we had together, going to amusement parks, beaches, and so on. Though it is still so painful and hard to believe you are gone, I know that you are in a better place, and that our memories will last forever.
Your friend always,
Dearest Andrei, your amazing personality continues to shine through the memories of all those who loved you. I feel so proud to have had a son like you! Love, mom
Orice as scrie , Andrei nu mai poate citi, asa ca nu ma voi adresa lui. Intalnirile mele cu voi au fost scurte si nu am avut suficient timp pentru a ne cunoaste reciproc. Ne leaga mai ales prietenii nostri comuni. Sa stii ca ai pe cine te bizui.E greu sa-ti imaginezi ca cineva de vasta lui Andrei ne priveste acum de undeva de sus. Din pacate si noi avem pe cineva drag acolo sus...Sper sa se intalneasca si sa-si impartaseasca gandurile. Ranile se vor inchide dar durerea nu va disparea niciodata si intrebarea :de ce tocmai mie trebuia sa mi se intample asa ceva? va fi vesnica. Viata merge inainte...
Mama ta intra in a treia luna fara tine si sunt sigura ca le va numara pe toate pana la sfarsit. Sunt alaturi de ea si de toti cei care te-au cunoscut si-mi doresc sa-i fie suferinta alinata de bucuria de a te fi avut ca dar de sus , un dar nepretuit.
Dumnezeu sa te odihneasca!
Un gind pios si un moment de reculegere in memoria bunului si dragului nostru prieten de suflet Andrei.
Adeseori imi amintesc de excursia noastra din ian.2001la Washington,cind ne-am zbenguit impreuna,caci ii placea mult sa fie impreuna cu mine,sa se simta atasat de mine.Imi amintesc si despartirea la plecarea lui apoi spre Toronto,cind am vazut in privirea lui o mare tristete,care m-a marcat profund.
Bunul Dzeu sa te odihneasca in pace dragul meu prieten Andrei !
It is so hard for me to put in words how much we miss you! I try my way to deal with sorrow: I planted last night two small maple trees for you. A big one we'll be planted in the park you liked to play as a kid! You will live in out hearts and in these trees for ever!
Azi e o zi trista caci e 21, zi in care Andrei a plecat spre stele. Vorbim mereu in familia noastra despre el, ii privim fotografiile, ne amintim de zambetul sau minunt plin de veselie si delicatete sufleteasca. si mai ales ne gandim cu mare tristete si solidaritate la toti membri familiei lui, ramasi atat de indurerati si in mod sigur, niciodata consolati. Deplangem aceasta pierdere, mult prea timpurie, nu ne putem impaca cu gandul ca un baiat atat de tanar a cunoscut atat de putin din viata.
Dragii nostri Lidia, Ioana,Mircea, Mama mare, Tata mare,suntem alaturi de voi, in aceasta, imposibil de acceptat, pierdere si ne rugam lui Dumnezeu pentru odihna sufletului lui Andrei, atat de curat si atat de nevinovat.
Dear Andrew, the 21st is a sad day for us and for all those who knew you well. Today and every day, you will be remembered, loved and cherished and your short but meaningful life and your depth of being will always be celebrated.
Rest in peace! Love, mom
Andrei, sorry I did not know you too well but from what I saw you were a wonderful child, extremely well behaved with a sunny smile and loving eyes. I found out a lot more from your grandparents, extremely sorry that it was reading it on the obituary, but telling you how loved you were and how much you meant to people you were close to.
I can tell you that I always loved and admired you mom, she is a very special person, who had some tough time to go thru in her life… but nothing like loosing you.
It is not easy for a first generation of emigrants, you have to fight to survive, to provide for the children and hope that they would not have go thru the hard times they had to encounter.
Unfortunately, fate has sometimes other plans and you disappeared from you mom’s life
leaving a gap that cannot be ever filled. The love she has for you is will grow even stronger trying to fill the gap, making her fill closer to you, and helping to cope with the daily life.
I am sure that you are watching over them, making the sun seem brighter on a sunny day, the rain wash up the tears when somehow they escape ( since it is just normal ) and a great rainbow flash all colors, for all of them to remember you with a bright smile.
So, rest in peace and be at peace, life here as you can observe it, goes on for the ones you love with difficulty, but sustained by their never ending love for you.
Dear, dear Adi,
I know that from high above you can see us.
You can feel how much we miss you and love you.
You are with us in every moment of our lives.
We love you and miss you,
Ioana and Sorin
I will always miss you. Our family reunions will never be the same without you. We will remember you and keep you in our hearts.
Mult iubitul nostru Andrei,
Vestea disparitiei tale a cazut peste noi ca un transnet nimicitor in plina vara, pentru ca din clipa in care te-ai nascut ai fost bucuria vietii noastre, impreuna cu sora si cu mama ta. Copilaria si tineretea ta au fost ca un balsam pentru noi, ne bucuram cind te vedeam sau cind auzeam vocea ta la telefon intrebind « Ce mai faceti voi in Romania voastra?»
Cind au plecat parintii tai in Franta te-au lasat in grija noastra patru luni, timp in care ne-ai oferit, in ciuda virstei fragede, multe momente si amintiri memorabile. In Piata Sfatului, ne faceai fericiti cind alergai dupa porumbei, iar cind ieseam la plimbare Sub Tampa, ne amuzam cind te intrebam unde vrei sa mergi, la vaca ce pastea intr-o poiana sau la fetita Anca. Rapundei « Aca » si daca ne duceam sa vezi vaca, pareai foarte incintat. Cind mergeam la locuinta voastra in Codrul Cosminului si ajungeai sub geam te uitai si aratai cu degetul in sus, strigind “Mama !” iar apoi fugeai din camera in camera cautind-o pe mama si strigind-o incontinuu. Aveai doar un an si patru luni. In decembrie 1991, mama mare te-a dus la parintii tai la Paris. Despartirea a fost grea, dar revederea cu ei a fost foarte fericita. Odata plecati in Canada, am fost mult timp impreuna, fie in timpul sederilor noastre la Toronto sau cind ai fost in vizita la Brasov. Am fost nespus de fericiti sa te vedem crescind iar mama mare a avut grija de tine ani de zile. Te-am dus in parc, la gradinita si la scoala, la scoala romaneasca, la pian, la soccer, la inot, la piscina, la schi. Am facut excursii de neuitat pe insula, la lacuri, la 1000 de insule, la Niagara, la Ottawa si in alte parti. Cind ai fost in Romania in 2005, te-am vazut urcind temerar virful Postavarul si catarindu-te pe stanci pe Tampa ca sa faci fotografii frumoase. Ti-am citit poezii de Eminescu si Cosbuc pe care le ascultai cu multa rabdare, si povesti de Creanga, pe care le gaseai foarte amuzante. Ne bucuram ca te exprimai asa de frumos in romana si ca reuseai sa citesti felicitarile si scrisorile noastre. Mama mare isi aminteste de nenumaratele ore petrecute in parc la joaca, de ziua cind ai reusit sa mergi prima data in echilibru pe bicicleta, dupa zecile de ture cind ea te tinea de sa ca sa inveti, de placerile tale culinare, printre care si hot-dogul pe care ti-l cumpara negresit la plimbari sau in excursii spre bucuria ta declarata, si de cele de acasa, cind va intilneati la jumatatea scarii ca sa primesti ceva bun. Mama ta n-a stiut multa vreme la ce te refereai cind ii cereai o "mincare verde" pe care ti-o facuse mama mare si cind a descoperit ca era vorba de salata de vinete, aceasta a fost aproape nelipsita la mesele de duminica, cum erau si snitzele sau chiftelutele.
Ne amintim de voiosia ta, de zimbetul tau luminos, de bucuria cu care ne inseninai sarbatorile si restul zilelor pe care le-am petrecut impreuna, de chipul tau frumos si robustetea ta fizica, de bunatatea ta, de dragostea ta de oameni si animale, de frumusetea sufletului tau.
Amintirea ta ne va insoti tot restul vietii si va fi o alinare a durerii coplesitoare pe care o simtim.
Odihneste-te in pace iubitul nostru nepot, iar sora si mama ta sa-ti pastreze o amintire vie, duioasa si senina!
Cu nespus de multa dragoste,
Mama mare si tata mare.
Eight weeks ago today, destructive winds smashed into our house and torn you away from us, leaving behind a huge silence and a trail of shattered lives and broken hearts.
We love you dearly,
vei fii iubit mereu cu aceasi intensitate si daruire de toti cei care te-au cunoscut.
You will be forever young, always loved and cherished! Mom
Am vazut toate pozele pe care le-ai pus pe site si ne doare sufletul cand ne gaindim la Andrei.
Parintii nu ar trebui sa-si vada copii plecand din lumea asta, dar viata nu e intodeauna usoara.
Ceea ce ramane e sa ne aducem aminte de cei ce nu mai sant in cele mai bune momente al lor si sa-i respectam pentru ceea ce au fost.
As vrea sa stiu mai multe despre Andrei, cum vedea viata, ce ai placea.
Te rog scrie cate ceva despre el, daca mai ai puterea de a o face, as vrea sa stiu mai multe despre Andrei.
Dumnezeu te-a daruit acum 20 de ani familiei, tot El, te-a luat mult prea devreme de langa cei care te-au iubit. Ai fost o binecuvantare in familie, ingerul lor care s-a suit la ceruri prea repede. Acum sper sa fi un ingeras intre ingeri
Dumnezeu sa-ti lumineze calea puiule.
From now on all holidays, birthdays, and family events will have the same name: "Without Andrew!"
E foarte greu sa scrii unei mame care si-a pierdut copilul. Mereu am spus ca nu poate exista durere mai mare si cred ca mult trebuie sa te intareasca Dumnezeu ca sa poti trece prin aceasta suferinta.
Eu am asistat doar la bucuria voastra,a parintilor, atunci cind ati stiut ca veti mai avea un copil, pe Andrei si apoi imi amintesc putin de suferinta ta cind ai facut mastita, cind era Andrei sugar. Anii au trecut si mereu am aflat ca Andrei crestea, era un copil frumos ,ca la fel ca Ioana - erau bucuria si mindria ta, pentru ca nici nu se putea altfel decit sa fie doi copii cuminti, destepti si buni.Intotdeauna pentru mine fam.Bala a insemnat familia perfecta, tu erai mama perfecta, plina de calitati, fara cusur. A fost un soc cind am aflat ca ai ramas sa-ti cresti singura copiii, in tara straina.Dumnezeu insa ti-a dat putere sa treci prin aceasta incercare si sa demonstrezi ca poti sa te descurci chiar f.bine in situatii speciale.
Acum esti incercata de o durere si o pierdere incomparabil mai mare si de nereparat. Imi pare teribil de rau ca trebuie sa treci prin asemenea suferinta, nu meriti ca Dumnezeu sa te puna mereu la incercare. Singurul tau mare noroc e ca o ai alaturi pe Ioana si pe parintii tai, ca nu treci singura prin toate.Daca te ajuta vreun pic, gindeste ca Andrei s-a dus fara sa sufere, si de acolo unde e , in lumea ingerilor,vegheaza sa va fie bine si nu cred ca vrea sa plingeti. Eu daca as putea te-as stringe in brate sa-ti alin putin durerea. Te sarut si ma rog sa-l odihneasca Dumnezeu pe Andrei.
Viata mi-a dat ocazia sa te cunosc aici in Romania, ca pe un adolescent deosebit,vesel, inteligent, spiritual,extrem de bine educat.
Durerea pe care ai lasat-o in urma plecarii tale fulgeratoare este imensa.Se pare ca Dumnezeu te-a iubit atat de mult incat te-a vrut mai aproape de El.De acolo trimite mamei si surorii tale forta de care au nevoie sa mearga mai departe.
Odihneste-te in pace!
Gabriela Bunea -Brasov
Dear Lidia , it is hard to find words, tears are coming easier… We’ve met Andrei only briefly, but we clearly keep in mind his gentle and generous nature, and his joyful spirit. He brought so much good to this world and his wonderful smile will stay forever in our hearts.
Have hope, he is still with us , up there above.
My prayers are with you, with Ioana, and with the dear grandparents.
Carmen and Romeo
I would like to express my sincere condolences on the passing of your son.
My thoughts are with you.
You and your family have my deepest sympathies.
May your memories give you strength.
Andrew, today is your Mom’s birthday, the first, in 20 years, without you at her side. How do you wish “Happy Birthday” to a mother who, instead of blowing the candles on her cake, is lighting candles at her son’s grave? I know you would want her to enjoy her birthday, but the time is not right, because for your mother today is not the eighth day of June, but the forty-eighth day without you. But while words and wishes are elusive, you can send her a gift, something she needs through her journey of sorrow: HOPE!
Love, always - Ita
L-am cunoscut si eu pe Andrei,tot in 2000,impreuna cu Toni,la Baltimore.Fata de cuvintele calde ale unei mame ca Toni(Anto),ce sa mai spun?
Asa este,a fost un copil mununat,cuminte dar vesel,care insa tinjea dupa afectiune si dragoste.Imi amintesc cum s-a atasat de mine,cum dorea sa se bucure de atentia si de dragostea unui barbat,de care cred ca simtea mare nevoie.Mi-am dat seama bine de asta in cele citeva zile petrecute impreuna la Irina si mult timp dupa aceea am pastrat in memorie chipul si simtamintele lui.Intentionam ca in 2011,adica dupa 10 ani sa revin la Irina si sa incerc revederea cu Andrei,dar iata ca soarta a hotarit altfel.Oricum,voi pastra in memorie chipul lui drag si ma voi ruga lui Dzeu sa-l ocroteasca in gradina lui cea minunata.Odihneste-te in pace dragul nostru Andrei !
I am saddened beyond words about the loss of dear Andrew. In my short time of knowing him, he touched my heart in a very big way. He was one of the most caring people I have ever met. He had very strong family values which I found extraordinary in someone of his age. He was extremely intelligent and couldn’t wait to show me his latest and greatest inventions which continued to amaze me. I used to joke with him telling him that I didn’t believe he had done them and that they must have been done by someone much older. Andrew was one of those unique teenagers that you look at and say “I wish all teenagers could be like him”. There is no doubt in my mind that Andrew would have excelled in his life beyond imagination and I’m deeply saddened that this wonderful, beautiful, caring, smart, loving person has been taken from us and our lives will never be the same. May god rest your soul my dear friend, I will miss you and you will be in my thoughts and prayers forever. Nikki xx
With the deepest sympathy I pray for you and your family Lidia
You are so dearly loved by your family. You will never be forgotten! I am so sorry that your time on earth was short. We hope you are at peace. Your family will keep you in their hearts forever.
Lidia, I've done this with other friends who have lost loved ones, and maybe you've thought of this already. Buy a lovely large scented candle, and light it each night in a period of remembrance and meditation. One of my friends did this and found it provided real comfort. When you know that every night you will have a special ritual, it can help lessen obsessive thoughts at other times of the day.
My thoughts are with you and Andrew.
ANDREI,copilule! Plecarea ta intr-o alta lume, a lasat intr-a noastra un gol. Suferinta si lacrimile nu-l vor umple niciodata. Voi pastra sacul cu amintiri frumoase alaturi de pozele facute cu un an in urma. Fie ca acolo unde esti sa ai parte de liniste si pace,iar cei pe care-i vei intalni sa-ti mai poata povesti ceva din ce a ramas nepovestit. DUMNEZEU sa-ti vegheze somnul si viata de dincolo de viata. Cu dagoste parinteasca neimplinita si durere nemarginita. Luci
Il cunosc pe Andrei decand era in burtica Lidiei, de atunci cand Lidia si Mircea ne-au spus vestea minunata ca vor mai avea un copil. Imi amintesc ca Lidia era imbracata intr-o rochie eleganta visinie, creata de prietena ei Anda,prin care nu se ghicea ca dedesupt este deja un ghemotoc mititel. Pe 1 aprilie 1990 a venit pe lume "Generalul" ,cum ne placea noua sa-i spunem lui Andrei. Bebelus fiind, mergeam serile la Lidia acasa si dupa ce ii facea lui Andrei baita, eu il plimbam in brate aratandu-i poze si jucarii pe peretii camerei lui, incercand sa-l distrez pana venea masa de seara. A fost un bebelus frumos si cuminte si a crescut sanatos si vesel. Apoi cat a stat la bunicii din Schei, un an, l-am vizitat adesea si m-am jucat cu el. Bunicii l-au ingrijit ca pe ochii lor si l-au iubit ca pe un odor nepretuit. In fine a venit ziua cand Mama Mare a plecat la Paris cu Generalul, spre a-l preda parintilor, topiti de dorul lui si mai tarziu am vazut si eu fotografiile care imortalizau momentul revederii pe aeroport. Nu voi putea uita niciodata lacrimile care scaldau fata Lidiei atunci cand l-a primit in brate pe Andrei. A venit vremea plecarii lor in Canada, apoi la prima mea vizita in SUA in 1995 ne-am intalnit la Niagara si apoi in anul 2000 Lidia impreuna cu Andrei au venit la Irina in SUA la Baltimore, unde am petrecut impreuna Revelionul. Andrei se facuse un baietel mare si m-a impresionat prin cumintenia lui, prin frumusete si mai ales prin buna lui crestere. Era un copil deosebit de linistit, delicat, respectuos si bland. Nu puteai sa nu-l admiri si sa nu-l indragesti. Imi amintesc cum s-a jucat cu Andrei al nostru,mai mic cu 8 ani, care printre altele i s-a urcat in carca si era foarte fericit ca are un tovaras de joaca atat de intelegator. Imi amintesc ca am vizitat impreuna Waschington-ul.De-a lungul anilor am fost la curent cu toata evolutia sa, in pofida distantei asternute intre noi, intre Canada si Romania, din pacate. Ne-am mai vazut cand am fost eu la Toronto sau cand ne-au vizitat ei la Indianapolis. Stiu despre Andrei ca era un pasionat al computerului, ca era foarte cuminte, linistit, ca invata bine si mai ales ca era foarte bine crescut. Imi amintesc cu drag de felul lui de a vorbi si de a se purta cu Lidia, Ioana si parintii Lidiei. Rar am intalnit un copil atat de bine crescut, atat de iubitor , zimbitor si frumos. Asi putea sa spun,cu toata sinceritatea ca atunci cand ma gandesc la Andrei am in fata ochilor un inger.
Regret din tot sufletul ca s-a dus atat de devreme in lumea ingerilor, caci ma doare inima pentru suferinta celor dragi pe care i-a lasat aici si care nu-si vor mai gasi niciodata consolarea si pentru ca s-a frant atat de neasteptat o viata a unui om atat de tanar ce promitea sa aiba un drum lung, de succes si de bucurii.
Andrei, sa te odihnesti in pace, iar cei dragi tie sa-si gaseasca un pic de liniste, atat cat mai poate fi posibil.Sa-i intareasca Dumnezeu pentru a putea duce aceasta durere coplesitoare.
My dear son, on Wednesday night, six weeks ago today, I had to say goodbye to you! Nobody on this planet was ready for that! We loved you before, we love you now, we will always love you! Mom
It gets harder and harder every day, and your absence has colossal dimensions. You are in our thougts and our aching hearts and our sweet memories of you are the only comfort. We will always love you! Rest in peace, my angel! Mom
Locul acesta de unde iti scriu este stiut de oamenii lui si ca Cetatea Sfantului Andrei. Noi credem ca cei care poarta acest nume sunt binecuvantati si aparitia lor in viata noastra e un dar ceresc. Nu te-am cunosct si ma doare sufletul cand privesc zambetul tau in care recunosc semnul bun al bucuriei cu care mama ta mi-a inseninat un crampei din tinerete. Pentru ea si pentru greaua ei incercare plang si il rog pe Sfantul Andrei sa-ti cladeasca tinerete vesnica acolo Sus, printre ingeri. Domnul te va iubi cu siguranta!
Lidia draga, toata compasiunea si dragostea mea!
Andrew, as you probably know and smile about it, I talk a lot to your Mom, as I always did, except these days, it's painfully and soothingly about you only. And, the more we talk, the more I understand that for her you cannot be a memory. YOU ARE!
Whisper back one day!
Love - Ita
It has been a month since the terrible tragedy.
The pain of knowing what you are going through,
the pain of not being able to change things for you,
to bring them back to where they were before
is cutting deep.
We pray God gives you strength and purpose in your life.
Cristina & Mirel
My deepest sympathies to you and your family.
Am primit cumplita veste cand eram in Romania si te rugam sa ne ierti ca pana azi nu ti-am scris
dar am fost atat de tulburati incat nu am stiut ce sa-ti spunem.
Nici acum nu ne vine sa credem ca este adevarat.
De cand am aflat,atat eu cat si Cezar am fost mereu cu gandul la tine si la Ioana,,
Ti-am mai spus in scrisori ca v-am indragit f mult atat pe tine cat si pe copiii tai
minunati ,dar nu am crezut vreodata ca o sa treceti prin asa o durere cumplita.
Stiu ca cuvintele sunt de prisos si nimic nu poate alina durerea voastra ,dar vreau sa stii
ca suntem cu tot sufletul alaturi de voi,si ne rugam Bunului Dzeu sa va ajute sa depasiti
acest greu moment iar pe FRUMOSUL ANDREI sa-l aseze itr-o stea alaturi de ingeriii LUI
si sa vegheze mereu asupra voastra.
Va inbratisam cu toata dragostea si ne rugam pentru voi.
Gabi si Cezar Braescu
Please watch over your Grand Parents. Very soon they are going to make the long trip to Canada to be with your mother and your sister in these times of deep sorrow and the trip is going to be a hard one for them.
We all pray that they arrive safely to be with your beloved mother and sister.
Rest in peace, dear angel.
We are grieving with you in this time of deep sorrow.
Please receive our deepest sympathy and love.
Our friends, the Nicholsons have expressed their sorrow and sympathy for your loss.
Their twin sons share exactly the same birth date with Andrei.
God rest his soul.
My dear Lidia,
Please accept our deepest sympathies to you and your family for your Loss.
Dearest Lidia, Our sincerest condolences to you and your family for your loss. May God give you peace and comfort during this difficult time. Felix and Nicole Bedard (Mississauga, ON)
Dear Andrew, I love you so much! I miss you so much! Rest in peace! Mom
From:Maryam of Lablow,H.M.R
During this time I don't belive that yet.Let with memorizing their seasons that we work to gather..
when the first day he intruduce to me and I see him,I started to kidding with other co worker and said I want be on closing shift with this hand some gui!!
evrybody with lughing and he is also.
I remember after a week,we talk about the job and he told me That he was very slow more than others. I said when I started theis kind of job,I was worth.
I remember after a while he wanted to show me he knows everything.So I got he put a lot of chicken at the oven when we had closing time.I said what did you do and you did wrong. He said sorry maryam.I thought about that and I said oky you wash the dishes istead of me I try to sell all of them.He got happy and went to that.I didn't want he upset about that and starded each half an hour hiding the some of chicken.He two times back to check and said maryam you sold all of them! ! That closing for him finished with happiness but when I couldn,t sleep about those big wased.I never did that for anybody at the last 7 years my exprience.
I remember when I was at stress to finishing closing at night and ask him to help me he accepted and said to me it doesn't matter, you are like my mom who she has to do something immidiatly get stress.
Please accept my deepest sympathies to the whole family at this very difficult time.
Please accept my heartfelt condolences to the whole family for your loss. You are in my mind at this difficult time.
Please accept my deepest sympathies.
The loss of someone so dear is difficult to bear. My sincere sympathies with you, the parents and the entire family in this time of grief.