WHEN ANGELS TAKE FLIGHT

Merry Christmas in Heaven, Nadine.

Love, Mom

Every year at this very special time of the year, I receive Christmas cards from friends across the country. One card that I look forward to receiving is from Irene Katyl. She always composes a poem about the spirit of Christmas and the birth of Christ. Instead of her yearly poem, she wanted to share one wrote by her granddaughter, Tanya, in honor of her beloved Aunt Nadine who entered Gods Kingdom at 52 years of age this past August.

WHEN ANGELS TAKE FLIGHT

The angel came down through the light of the night,

to guide our new angel to an everlasting life.

The gates opened wide with a welcome embrace,

As loved ones who passed put a smile on her face.

A spirit so vibrant, full of life and love

we know she'll keep watch on us from above.

Her mother, a friend through thick and thin

Will keep her heart and soul alive 'til they meet again.

A lover of kitty cats in a special way

always ready and willing to take in a stray'

She was greatly loved by all she knew

making people laugh was easy to do.

We say good-bye with a heavy heart,

Knowing we're truly never apart.

She's playing cards in the clouds with Uncle George and Pop,

having so much fun, she doesn't want to stop.

She was ready to take her place at HIS side.

With the wind in her hair she soars through the sky.

We love you and miss you and now say good-bye.


Author: Tonya Rygelski



Nadine was able to send her family a sign that she was happy in HEAVEN. This occurred shortly after her death. It brought comfort to her family. They were open to signs from HEAVEN. And a sign was sent that left no doubt as to who it came from. I have heard many stories of signs from loved ones who entered HEAVEN. How they reach out to us, comfort us in times of need. I hope someday to write about some of these signs.

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR

Dolores

WEDDING RINGS

Erik admired the cross that I was wearing. I met him while in San Francisco where my son was undergoing another major operation. He noticed that I had added our wedding rings to the cross. On occasion, I wear our wedding rings on the chain with my cross. My ring fits inside George's and they look well with the cross. In fact, they look as if they are part of this piece.

My five year old granddaughter, Lexi, has often heard people comment about this cross and now her attention has been brought to the rings. She and I often talk about her Grandfather, George, who is now in Heaven.

Lexi and I continued on one of the many adventures that we shared together while her Mom was at the hospital with her Dad. She is a bundle of energy and very inquisitive. I delight in her enthusiasm and energy and grateful that I have enough energy to keep up with her.

Out of the clear blue, she asked me if she could have our wedding rings for when she gets married. She wanted to give George's ring to her future husband and wanted to wear my ring. She said that "you were happy married to Grandpa".

I replied, "yes, I was and Lexi, the rings are yours".

Those rings were worn for 46 years with love.

When it is time for Lexi to have these rings, my fondest wish for her is that she will meet her soulmate as was my good fortune in life and that he will love and cherish her as much as her Grandfather had loved and cherished her Grandmother.