There are no words that can truly express the depth that your passing has had on so many levels and to so many people.
We met in college at S.U.N.Y. Stony Brook...we were in Math class together..both the giant lecture hall and then the smaller class where we learned together.
You left to finish at Iona. You met Davide. You got married.
I missed it.
You had a baby.
I came to visit....ONCE.
You had more babies.
I got married....you were there.
I got pregnant with a blighted ovum (sac but no fetus developed) and when I miscarried naturally....you were there via e-mail.
I got pregnant again....and was due Jan 2006 as were you, with Christopher.
We enjoyed being pregnant together.
I went on to get pregnant by surprise two more times, and you were there, with so much support despite how scared I was to have 3 kids under the age of 3.
We "closed shop" when the Mr. got a vasectomy.
You got pregnant again with your long anticipated girl. I was SO thrilled for you.
And then before we knew it, she was an angel baby.
Valentine's Day 2009 you found out you were pregnant AGAIN....with another girl.
Again, I was so thrilled for you to have your girl after 3 gorgeous boys.
I read every blog post of yours, with breath drawn, as you went to the Perinatalogist every week to make sure Isabella was alright.
And then she was born. Then I breathed a sigh of relief for you. Then I was overjoyed for you to meet your daughter. Your BELOVED daughter, Isabella.
You adored her, your husband adored her, your sons adored her.
It was a match made in heaven.
Then you blogged about going in to "close shop". You chose to have your tubes tied.
And then you got an infection....
And before I knew it....
you were the angel.
G-d Anna....I can't believe you'll never meet my babies. I'll never hug you again.
I'll never see your "Ciao, Anna" at the end of an e-mail again.
So...one last time Anna Rita....
I will ALWAYS love you.