Friday, May 25, 2018 0 comments

Memorial Day Weekend


For many of us, Memorial Day is just a day off from work or school, but it also is a solemn day for those of us who served their country and lost our brothers and sisters in uniform on the battlefield. It is a day when we remember the sacrifices made by these heroes so we as a nation can always live in peace.
So as you go about your day off on Memorial Day on Monday, put out your flag, attend a commemorative ceremony, place flags in our local cemeteries on the graves of those who served or wear the traditional poppy. Let's honor the memory of those who made the ultimate sacrifice for their country.
They were the sons daughters, husbands, wives, grandchildren and grandparents who are and will continually be missed by their loved ones.
Memorial Day is exclusively for honoring those who died serving our nation during wartime.
Sacrifice is meaningless without remembrance.




Tuesday, January 2, 2018 0 comments

Happy Heavenly Birthday

Happy Heavenly Birthday Dawn Marie Sansone
TODAY… You would have been “40”..Yet in our hearts you are Forever “23”
Each day as I awake, You are still the first thought every day. Yet the happiness comes from all those who continue to honor and remember you every day
40 years ago today in Chicago at dawn you were born, what other name than Dawn was appropriate
That smile of yours filled our hearts with joy;
You were The 1st Daughter and the 1st Granddaughter. The Big Sister .You spread fun, love and joy to all that knew you.
You had dreams and followed them, you had just started your travels in life when
Sadly that cold night in November 2001 you were taken from us suddenly, At that moment life changed
forever …
As I have tried to keep you alive in spirit every day since, I still think of what you have missed, ,

You have missed so much Yet I believe you are watching it all,
You missing your 5 nieces and 1 ½ nephews. Yet they visit and talk of you like they always knew you..Your brother & sisters have honored you more than anyone could ever imagine

Having all Grand Daughters share your middle name has always been a warm blanket on my heart,
You tried so hard the couple years before you left us to get me to “Join” the Internet and yet 16 years later your name is #1 on Google..This makes me snicker as You may have some influence?

Our bucket list item checked off as we stood on the Corner of Winslow Az and the toooo many priceless memories I have stored in my heart
and what should have been some of your greatest years on earth..23 -40.

Today My Love I still sit brokenhearted and still wake every morning with the question of “Did it happen or was it a bad dream”..
With the help of Family and many friends we have continued to speak of you every day and keep your spirit alive, But the hole in my heart will never heal
I wish to thank all of you, who over the years have remembered My Dawn Marie, My Family, Friends and fellow Parents of Grief.
This is a journey that never ends, but is softened by all of you who continue to comment and share the love here.
What all grieving parents need and want is to know you remember and care
So please take a moment today and look to the sky and wish My Angel Dawn Marie Sansone a Heavenly Birthday
My Birthday Wish is that you are Smiling for the Angels and hosting a partyfor all the “children gone too soon.”
Your Daddy Misses you ………….
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAWN MARIE 1/2/1978 – 11/6/2001


 Happy Birthday in Heaven <
I wish you were here today even for just a little while so I could say Happy Birthday "Dawn" and see your beautiful smile.
The only gifts today will be the gifts you left behind; the laughter, joy and “That Smile”... precious memories...the best kind.
Today I'll do my very best to try and find a happy place... struggling to hide my heavy heart and the tears on my face.
I'll sit quietly and look at your picture thinking of you with love; hoping you're doing ok in Heaven up above.
May the angels hold you close and sing you a happy song... and
I'll be sending wishes to you today and all year long.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAWN MARIE
Monday, November 6, 2017 0 comments

16 Years ...Without You

Please Remember Dawn Marie Sansone today on her Angelversary with an act of Kindness or light a candle in her memory Please
Sadly 16 Years ago today My world changed forever, My Darling Dawn Marie Taken in a moment. Each morning even after all these years I still wake and the first thought is You… and as always just hoping it was a Bad Dream…
.I miss you every day, I miss our talks,cigs on patios, road trips, those hugs you always had for Dad. And most of all “That Smile”
No time ever makes this easier for a parent..Too those who do not know…Time means nothing..To those that live this tragedy know only too well..
I have been blessed to have so many friends and family who have supported my family all these years. Each and every one of your comments has been taken to my heart over these years.
To my children..The memory you keep active of your sister has warmed my heart and know you all miss her as well….Thank you to my wife for being there with me meeting just a few months after Dawn passed and always understanding ..
Also it would take paragraphs to thank the so many who have been a support or inspiration..I Thank You ALL
But to my Friend and Sad Dads Club Co Facilitator Theo Soumilas and my Angel here on Earth Dr Joanne Cacciatore, Who is the founder of the MISS Foundation and who found me lost in December of 2002.
NO WORDS BIG ENOUGH TO SAY THANK YOU…

*************************************************************************
I'M WAITING
I Wanted You To Know......
I Was Sitting Here In Heaven
And Having a Wonderful Day.
I Started Thinking about You
And All The Things I Didn’t Get A Chance To Say.
I Don’t Want You To Worry About Me
And Please Don’t Shed Any Tears,
Because I Will Wait For You In Heaven,
If It Takes A Hundred Years.
Everything I Had On Earth
I Have In Heaven Too!
My First Day Here
My Body Became Brand New.
It Is Really Pretty Here
And I Love My New Home,
Although Your Heart Is Broken
Because My Body Is Gone.
My Love Will Always Be There
As You Go Along The Way,
Just Take A Peek Inside Your Heart
There Is Where I’ll Stay.
Know That I Loved My Family
And All My Friends Too,
My Thoughts Will Be With Each Of You
Your Whole Life Through.
In Loving Memory Of Dawn Marie Sansone (Forever 23)
Who Went Home To Be With The Lord –1/2/1978- 11/6/2001
Thursday, August 24, 2017 0 comments

Kindness Day 2017 / Reading of the Children's Names




Published on Aug 20, 2017
As I have the last 6 years and will be placing 100 roses for my daughter Dawn Marie Sansone and All the Children Gone Too Soon at the Angel of Hope in Scottsdale...Join us..

We will also be reading the names of those gone too soon live on Facebook

Join The Sad Dads Club For Kindness Day
Wednesday July 26th @ 6:30pm

We will be having a SPECIAL Sad Dads Club Meeting That Night

OPEN TO ALL, Guys, Gals and Families to honor the children gone too soon for Kindness Day

We will be placing Roses and reading the names of the children gone too soon @ 6:30pm

*** If you would like your child's name read please leave name in comments****@

[330438553754390:https://www.facebook.com/groups/sadda...]

ROSES WILL BE PROVIDED BY SAD DADS CLUB 

Join us live or in spirit !

The Angel of Hope
Hansen Desert Hills Mortuary and Cemetery
6500 East Bell Road
Scottsdale, Arizona85254
If you would like your child's name read please leave name in comments on Sad Dads Page

https://www.facebook.com/groups/sadda...

By Dr Joanne Cacciatore/ MISS Founder

July 27th is International Kindness Project Day, a day when grievers around the world from the U.S. to England to Paraguay to Botswana to Canada to New Zealand will come together to bring their loved one's presence back into the world so that they are remembered.

I never imagined, when I started the Kindness Project in the summer of 1997, that millions of kindness projects would be committed around the globe.

This project was born in my heart on Christmas eve of 1994. I knew I couldn't spend the money that was rightfully Cheyenne's on my other children. So I took that money and bought toys for underprivileged children, and I delivered them alone the day before Christmas. I dropped them off, wanting as much anonymity as possible, got back in my car hurriedly, and wept for nearly an hour.
It was bittersweet, though much more bitter than sweet at this point.

Some months later, I was in a shoe store buying back-to-school shoes for my children. I overheard a family debating which ones of their many children needed shoes more than the others. They all needed them, commented the parents, but they couldn't afford them. I found the store manager, bought a gift card with enough funds on it to pay for all the children's shoes, wrote on a little piece of paper "in memory of Chey", and I quickly left before he gave them the surprise.

It was only 18 months later that the MISS Foundation was born. I didn't name the MISS Foundation - or any of our programs- after Cheyenne. I chose, specifically, not to do that.
Similarly, I valued helping others anonymously, knowing in my heart that Chey's death had left me with a greater sense of compassion and agape for others, but not wanting to be recognized for it. Truly, it was not about some act of nobility. It was pure love for my child, a strong desire to make meaning, and newfound- profound- compassion for others. I wanted to be her hands and feet in the world. I wanted others to know that this little child lived, this little child died, and this little child continued to matter.

And so my anonymous giving grew. And as it did, the paralyzing grief was balanced by something more numinous, more reflexive, and I felt something in the core of my being- something inexplicable- moving me.
At some point, I realized these acts- both the little and the big- were helping me to cope.
And, I thought perhaps it could help others who were bereaved. Because simply, we cannot serve others without serving ourselves. We cannot give to another without giving to ourselves. We cannot bring comfort to another without bringing comfort to ourselves.

The Kindness Project was born about a year after the inception of the MISS Foundation. Born of pain. Born of compassion. Born of a love bigger than death.
And today, now 21 years later, it is much more sweet than bitter.

I invite you all to join us. For them. For each of us. For the entire world.- Joanne Cacciatore

Please visit http://www.missfoundation.org/support... 
to print your FREE cards in English and Spanish and join us in this project tomorrow and every day.

You can also "Like" our Kindness Project page to get updates on the amazing stories we receive from around the world!


Imagine this:
All around the world,
on this one day of the year,
mourners will be transforming their grief into a
powerful message of love, hope, peace, and kindness!
Friday, July 21, 2017 0 comments

Kindness Day 2017

As I have the last 6 years and will be placing 100 roses for the Children Gone Too Soon at the Angel of Hope in Scottsdale...Join us..


We will also be reading the names of those gone too soon live on Facebook

Join The Sad Dads Club For Kindness Day
Wednesday July 26th @ 7:00pm

We will be having a SPECIAL Sad Dads Club Meeting That Night

OPEN TO ALL, Guys, Gals and Families to honor the children gone too soon for Kindness Day

We will be placing Roses and reading the names of the children gone too soon7:00pm

*** If you would like your child's name read please leave name in comments****@

[330438553754390:https://www.facebook.com/groups/saddadsclub/]

ROSES WILL BE PROVIDED BY SAD DADS CLUB

Join us live or in spirit !

The Angel of Hope
Hansen Desert Hills Mortuary and Cemetery
6500 East Bell Road
Scottsdale, Arizona85254
If you would like your child's name read please leave name in comments on Sad Dads Page

https://www.facebook.com/groups/saddadsclub/

By Dr Joanne Cacciatore/ MISS Founder

July 27th is International Kindness Project Day, a day when grievers around the world from the U.S. to England to Paraguay to Botswana to Canada to New Zealand will come together to bring their loved one's presence back into the world so that they are remembered.

I never imagined, when I started the Kindness Project in the summer of 1997, that millions of kindness projects would be committed around the globe.
This project was born in my heart on Christmas eve of 1994. I knew I couldn't spend the money that was rightfully Cheyenne's on my other children. So I took that money and bought toys for underprivileged children, and I delivered them alone the day before Christmas. I dropped them off, wanting as much anonymity as possible, got back in my car hurriedly, and wept for nearly an hour.
It was bittersweet, though much more bitter than sweet at this point.
Some months later, I was in a shoe store buying back-to-school shoes for my children. I overheard a family debating which ones of their many children needed shoes more than the others. They all needed them, commented the parents, but they couldn't afford them. I found the store manager, bought a gift card with enough funds on it to pay for all the children's shoes, wrote on a little piece of paper "in memory of Chey", and I quickly left before he gave them the surprise.
It was only 18 months later that the MISS Foundation was born. I didn't name the MISS Foundation - or any of our programs- after Cheyenne. I chose, specifically, not to do that.
Similarly, I valued helping others anonymously, knowing in my heart that Chey's death had left me with a greater sense of compassion and agape for others, but not wanting to be recognized for it. Truly, it was not about some act of nobility. It was pure love for my child, a strong desire to make meaning, and newfound- profound- compassion for others. I wanted to be her hands and feet in the world. I wanted others to know that this little child lived, this little child died, and this little child continued to matter.
And so my anonymous giving grew. And as it did, the paralyzing grief was balanced by something more numinous, more reflexive, and I felt something in the core of my being- something inexplicable- moving me.
At some point, I realized these acts- both the little and the big- were helping me to cope.
And, I thought perhaps it could help others who were bereaved. Because simply, we cannot serve others without serving ourselves. We cannot give to another without giving to ourselves. We cannot bring comfort to another without bringing comfort to ourselves.
The Kindness Project was born about a year after the inception of the MISS Foundation. Born of pain. Born of compassion. Born of a love bigger than death.
And today, now 21 years later, it is much more sweet than bitter.
I invite you all to join us. For them. For each of us. For the entire world.- Joanne Cacciatore

Please visit http://www.missfoundation.org/support/kindness
to print your FREE cards in English and Spanish and join us in this project tomorrow and every day.

You can also "Like" our Kindness Project page to get updates on the amazing stories we receive from around the world!


Imagine this:
All around the world,
on this one day of the year,
mourners will be transforming their grief into a
Tuesday, June 20, 2017 0 comments

KiddieLand Lover

Check out this great Facebook page for the that loved Kiddieland in Melrose Park, Illinois

https://www.facebook.com/groups/Kiddieland/


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June 2017 S.D.C.Group Meeting


Thursday, January 19, 2017 0 comments

WELCOME MR PRESIDENT

"Twas the Night Before Inauguration!"
Twas the night before Inauguration, and up in the tower,
The Donald reflected on his newfound power.
The conservative masses had come out in force,
And delivered a victory that would chart a new course.
The snowflakes were shell-shocked with tears in their eyes,
The media lied to them . . . What a surprise.
They had been promised a Hillary win,
But the criminal Clinton took one on the chin.
And though from all corners celebrities flew,
They made no impression, for they hadn’t a clue.
They talked about climate, racism, and such,
And they made up good stories . . . But didn’t know much.
The fake news and ignorance came at a cost,
And they can’t understand all the reasons they lost.
They blame it on Comey and Bernie and Vlad,
But fail to acknowledge the one that was bad.
Yes, Hillary Clinton, in many ways flawed,
Was her own biggest hurdle toward getting the nod.
The campaign exposed her corruptness and greed, And her speeches were punch-less as ten dollar weed.
So out in the streets there arose such a clatter,

It was Soros-paid protesters and Black Lives Matter.
With cities to pillage and windows to smash,
They knew not the issues, but needed the cash.
Eight years of Obama had given them cause,
To expect a replacement of their Santa Claus.
But soon the protesters will feel the pain,
When the wheels fall off of the old gravy train.
And now all the snowflakes are riddled with fear,
Upset and offended by things that they’ll hear.
The cocoa and crayons will help for a while,
But fact-based opinions will soon cramp their style.
I originally supported, whoever they choose.
He was always my first choice,
The one they call Trump is the one that we need.
I saw him on TV in front of a crowd,
He spoke about veterans, it made me feel proud.
He spoke about energy, safety, and jobs,
Taking this country back from the Washington snobs.
He was dressed in Armani, all tailored and neat,
And the Brunos he wore made the outfit complete.
For a man of his vintage, he seemed rather fit,
And he looked presidential, I have to admit.
His eyes glowed like embers, his smile was the best,
And his hair was the color of my old hunting vest.
His love for this country was on full display,
And his actions spoke louder than his words could say.
He thanked all his voters, and before he was gone,
Saved thousands of jobs while Obama looked on.
The fate of this country left nothing to chance,
So, he filled out his cabinet weeks in advance.
The men he had chosen were of the same mind,
Let’s set the bar high, and not lead from behind.
He picked up his phone as he rose from his seat,
With a flick of his finger, he sent out this tweet;
“Now Mattis!, now Kelly!’ now Sessions! And Pruitt!
On Perry! On Flynn, You’re the ones who can do it.
Start lifting restrictions and building the wall,
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!”;
The roar of his audience rose from the stands,
He kissed all their babies and shook all their hands.
He answered their questions and calmed all their fears,
They knew it would be a fantastic four years.
Then he jumped in his limo, and off to his jet,
A fellow that Liberals won’t soon forget.
He sent one more tweet as the evening expired;
“Happy Inauguration to all,
AND OBAMA – YOU’RE FIRED!”
Yeah baby ❤️🇺🇸
Tuesday, December 20, 2016 0 comments

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Grief Lingers

Others don't seem to understand why the grief of child loss lingers on. In their eyes, losing a child was a terrible tragedy, but one that parents should learn how to "get over" and "move forward." Losing a child is not similar to losing a house or a job or a car. Losing a child is losing part of a parent entire being -- part of the soul. 

This child, this miracle, was part of his/her parents from conception and when that separation took place, there was something known as "heartbreak." Many parents say they knew the exact moment their child died because they felt the pain of that separation clear to their soul.

 This grief is different from all other grief. Parents will grieve the loss of their child forever -- until that time when they are reunited in heaven again. It is this hope of an eternal place called heaven that is often the single most hope that gives parents of loss the ability to continue living after the death of their child. 

So, no, the grief of child loss never ends. It changes, and can feel different to parents as the years move on, but this is a grief that remains forever and ever.
Tuesday, December 6, 2016 0 comments

Tuesday, November 8, 2016 0 comments

Yes Trump

Have refrained from posting political this last 2 months but this rang a bell with me today..Had to Share

Imagine it is November 9, 2016 in America and we wake up knowing who our new President will be. If it is Hillary, think of the groups of people that will celebrate. Illegal Immigrants, criminals and future criminals who will be supported for pulling a gun on a police officer, planned parenthood, the media, and the list goes on and on that represent everything that is wrong with America. If you're still "with her," look around at who you'll be celebrating with. Now imagine waking up knowing that Trump is our new President. You may or may not like him, or really know what kind of president he will be. But here are some things you will know for sure:
• The Clinton Corruption is destroyed and rendered powerless.
• The media has been neutered forever.
• Career politicians will have lost all job security.
• The guns in your home will safely stay there.
• Preachers will be free to preach truth without the threat of government interference.
• Israel will have no doubt that we are truly their ally
• Iran will not get one more plane full of cash.
• No more apologies to the world for being great!
• Our enemies, most of which help fund Hillary's campaign will definitely be a little scared.
• Our healthcare rates stand a real good chance of going down.
• There is at least some hope that new manufacturing jobs will be coming back to your state.
• The drug cartel and other criminals currently crossing our borders will realize their days are numbered.
• The police will be supported so they can restore law and order.
The list could go on and on, but it sounds like America may be on the road to becoming great again within the first few hours on November 9 if Trump does win.
Copy and paste this as your status if you support and will vote Donald Trump for president 2016. #trump2016.


REASONS TO NOT VOTE HILLARY


⚠️
If you are Gay, Why are you voting for Hillary when she wants to bring in thousands of refugees that believe all Gays should be executed?👁
⚠️If you are Black, Why are you voting for Hillary when she admires Margaret Sanger and defends Planned Parenthood who want to abort as many black babies as possible? Exterminate the black race because they are like "weeds". (Margaret Sanger quote) Most of those clinics are in Black neighborhoods.👁
⚠️If you are a Christian, Why are you voting for Hillary Clinton when she wrote her Senior thesis on Saul Alinsky who dedicated his book 'Rules for Radicals' to Lucifer (the Devil)? She says he was, and still is her mentor.👁
⚠️If you are a Veteran, in the Military, or closely related to a Military member, Why are you voting for Hillary when she left those men to die in Benghazi and had the nerve to lie about it over and over again? They called for help but the help was told to stand down.👁
⚠️If you have a factory job, Why are you voting for Hillary when she supported TPP? Factory workers are being laid off because jobs are going over seas. Don't forget the deals she's made with china. She also welcomes open borders and illegals to get benefits to be paid with Your tax money.👁
⚠️If you are poor, Why are you voting for Hillary, when she is supporting Wall street and all the big banks? Big banks keep poor people poor by destroying the poor man's credit by allowing medical bills and collections to affect your credit scores so you can pay higher interest rates than the rich; Taking much of the little money you earn.👁
⚠️If you are a Woman, how can you vote for Hillary when she has buried all of Bills rape victims under the rug, including that little girl that was raped? Lawyer Hillary defended the rapist, and then she laughed about it later, knowing that he was guilty.
If you carry a gun, or believe in the Constitution; How can you vote for Hillary when she wants to eliminate the NRA, Take your guns, and abolish the second Amendment?👁
⚠️If you breathe, Why would you vote for Hillary when she and the Clinton crime family have left a trail of dead people that did not agree with her, or they knew too much?
Who is left?
Thursday, November 3, 2016 0 comments

Cubs 2016 World Champions

Cubs End 108-Year Wait for World Series Title


It was an impossibly dramatic 8-7 affair that some — particularly those flying the W — It was the greatest Game 7s in the history of the World Series. Move over, Mazeroski. You, too, Koufax. And from all those who love the Indians, bless their tortured souls, only three words need be spoken: Worst. Game. Ever.

And into history, a 108-year albatross blown to bits.



Sunday, July 31, 2016 0 comments

Kindness Day 2016 -pt-2

Saturday, July 9, 2016 0 comments

Kindness Day 2016

Join The Sad Dads Club For Kindness Day
Wednesday July 27th @ 6:30pm
We will be having a SPECIAL Sad Dads Club Meeting That Night
OPEN TO ALL, Guys, Gals and Families to honor the children gone too soon for Kindness Day
We will be placing Roses for all the children at 6:30pm
The Angel of Hope
Hansen Desert Hills Mortuary and Cemetery
6500 East Bell Road
Scottsdale, Arizona85254

Monday, July 4, 2016 0 comments

Happy 4th of July !!


 
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