Kimberly Ann Rizzo

My precious girl, you were right! Pete and Erin had a boy. Not a little girl named Phobe like you said but a little boy named Boon. The first time I held him he stared into my eyes like he already knew me. He had a look like "Its you! My Aunt Kim told me all about you!" Some days I feel like I cant go on anymore and that is when God lifts me up with blessings like a new Grandson. I still think of your words and your strength. "God doesnt make mistakes!" If those can be your dying words they certainly can be my LIFE words. I will never stop missing you until I am holding you in Heaven. You are so special. 
Love, Mom

PS I am leaving a picture of your little man even though I know you see him every day!

    Happy Birthday Kim


 A dream my friend Jean had:

Aug. 15, 2010   I was sitting in a very small dark chapel it seemed. Pews were packed with Kim's family and friends. Sandy, you were sitting beside me. I was in the center looking at Kim who was in the pulpit as if ready to deliver a sermon.   Kim looked so healthy. She glowed with health. She looked so happy and content.   Everyone around me was crying...even sobbing, noone else was looking up or seeing Kim.   I began to lament (no words were spoken, this was all telepathic) how everyone was so very sad, missing her so much. Even suggesting that she find her way back if only for a short time.   She interrupts me saying, "Noooo, please don't ask that...I am where I am supposed to be. I am so happy. I don't want to come back. Please tell Mom to stop mourning me so much. Noone should miss me that much. We'll be together soon enough."   "You should go on with living. We were all lucky to have shared our time together, but I am Great. I am happy. I feel no pain. It is so wonderful here. It is so beautiful here. One day you'll see. Please don't wish I were back. I'm okay."   She seemed almost perplexed that you (her family and friends) would not be happy for her, since she is in such a beautiful place. She also could not understand how you could continue to be soo sad. She seemed to not understand that since she is so happy how you could be so unhappy.   Obviously she is wanting you to move on and be happy.   Her last words (?) were. "Stop! I'm OK!"   Sandy she looked marvelous!!!  



Kims birthday 8/18
Romans 8:18   Yet what we suffer now is nothing compared to the glory he will reveal to us later.

Aunt Kim got her rose Cody. I love you!!!

Donn and I attended our Grandson Cody's graduation in Oklahoma on May 14th. He and Kim had a special bond. He was our first grandchild and made Kim an aunt for the first time. He has her name engraved inside his class ring along with her birth and death date. It is tradition in Ok. for the graduates to give roses to moms and grandmother

When Kim was 3 and Kenny was 2 I shopped at K-Mart for toys. Being the mom of 2 small children, my life was hectic and I had to cut corners, no matter how small. Any minutes saved were a precious gift. I didn't remove all the price sticker residue because I thought a 2 and 3 year old would never notice. On Christmas morning when tiny little Kim opened her first present she screamed ' Hey, Santa bought this at K-Mart!!' That moment is burned in my mind. I have so many of these special little memories that I truly treasure. I only wish that I had known then what I know now. How quickly those chances could disappear. In my heart I know that I was a good Mom. I spent so much quality time with my children. They knew that I loved them and that I loved spending time with them. Days off from school were spent doing something together that was planned well in advance. An anticipated play time! It usually included lots of friends that joined us which earned me the title of 'Mom' to children that were not my own. This was another blessing that would be magnified with Kim's passing. Most of our outings were free because there wasn't much money in those days. They included climbing a huge dirt pile left from a construction site that had covered over in time with weeds. We called it 'the mountain' We lived in south Florida so to us it was! We would gather a car full of kids and a packed lunch and off we would go. We would come home filthy dirty and tired but full of things that you cant get at Chucky Cheese! This is the first year since 1969 that I have not made Christmas cookies. My kitchen was always full of children up to their elbows in flour and sugar. Not all of these children were mine, but they were! Then it became Kim, Vincent and I (and many other children and grandchildren) making the Christmas cookies. This year that didn't happen. But I am thankful that God gave me one last Christmas cookie memory with Kimmie last year. I will treasure that day forever. We spent Christmas eve with family this year, laughing and playing games. No one cried, just laughter. On the ride home Donn said what I was thinking....'She was there you know. You could feel it! ' She was there. And she always will be!
Merry Christmas everyone. I love you all so much!