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| March 18, 1982 |
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When I found out that I was expecting my baby I was the happiest women on earth. I was in another world. I couldn't believe that a tiny little baby was inside me. I didn't know if it was a boy or a girl (but I did think and feel it was a boy) I just wanted this baby so very much. I loved being pregnant. My baby grew inside of my body right under my heart. Little did I know then that he was also growing in my heart. As he was a part of my very body he grew into my very soul. This little baby started to move inside of me. I can't express the joy and wonder that, that brought me. I loved it, I already loved this child sight unseen. As he grew his little kicks became stronger and I could actually see him move across my belly and make out a tiny little hand trying to push through.
Joseph was born in New York in Lenox Hill Hospital on
March 18, 1982. The pains started in the morning. At first they were small and because he was my first child I didn't know what lay ahead. I was so excited that I would finally get to hold, and kiss my child that had been a part of my very body for nine months on this day. Joseph was a natural child brith.
After 10 hrs. of labor my little baby boy came into this world at 9:02 pm.
He came into the world as you would expect kicking and crying but when he was placed upon my chest and I held him in my arms for the very first time and felt his baby warmth and his heart beat against mine I called him what I had been calling him for nine months... "hello pumpkin" and he immediately stopped crying and knew that I was his mom, he was safe, I was there for him. I knew that a beautiful, innocent angel who had shared my body for nine months was now placed into my arms, heart and life and would be forever a part of me.
The events of the last 23 years have not changed that. Joseph is and was my baby, my child, my son. I was and am very proud of him. The word love is not enough to describe what it is a mother feels for her child, but lacking a word that hasn't even been invented...I say to Joseph I love you, I loved you before, I love you now and always. My baby boy.
RIPMYJOE March 18, 1982 -- May 9, 2005 |
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| May 9, 2005 |
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Joseph fought a valient battle against mental illness that came down upon him at age 15.
Up until age 15 he was the brightest star. From grade one on he was always on first honors. He played basketball, video games, loved to play games and ride bikes with his little sister.
Joseph was a golden haired little guy with a great sense of fun. He loved his little sister Linda and gave her the nickname of Lynnie which stuck and is with her today at the age of 21.
He loved his baby sister and loved building tall towers out of blocks with her, and going to the beach and swimming along side her, they had water fights, and shared shovels building sand castels. He taught her how to play video games. They rode bikes side by side, and had snow ball fights in the winter. They loved riding the largest roller coasters in the amusements parks we would visit. Joseph was very close to his sister and she to him. When they were small she would call him doe doe and run after him as he rode his battery operated motor cycle up the block with her pig tails waving behind her in the wind, both of them laughing. They shared 4th of July's and beautiful Christmas's, birthday parties. As they grew older Lynnie was Joe's ali and they would share long talks into the night. He trusted and admired his little sister and held other girls to her standard. He wanted so much to be the older brother she needed. When Lynnie started dating Joseph missed her greatly and felt he should protect her and be there for her. If her boyfriend made her cry he was upset and comforted her. He wanted to be strong for her at all times and felt that he should be who she needed him to be, the strong, wise, older brother, which at times he felt he fell short of. This bothered him greatly as he adored his baby sister.
Growing up Joseph enjoyed many activities, trips, and hobbies. He loved to cook, he loved pasta, and chili and could make one great steak. He loved video games, and stories, and movies and reading and books. He received award after award in school and was so very bright.
Then it seemd like one day Joseph was fine, well and happy and then all of a sudden he became ill and the illness grew worse through the years through no fault of his own. Infact he fought a valient battle. In the end this illness consumed him and destroyed this very bright, warm, loving, giving human being. In the end Joesph could not put up the fight any longer.
Joseph died on May 9, 2005 and is now in the place he wanted to be to escape the pain, torture, and sorrow that his illness caused him.
Please pray for Joseph, for his happiness and peace because he was a beautiful human being in every sense of the word and deserves to be with Jesus and mother Mary in the place we call heaven. RIPMYJOE
forever your loving mom |
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