I said to Life, I would hear Death speak. And Life raised her voice
a little higher and said, You hear him now.Kahlil Gibran This memorial website was created to remember our dearest Anthony Richard Cacio who was born in Connecticut Meriden on May 5, 1979 and passed away on June 13, 2006. You will live forever in our memories and hearts.
T, you will live forever in our hearts, we miss you daily.
Your loving family
I am Free
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free
I am following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard Him call,
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day
to laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
I found that peace at the close of the day.
If parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss
Ah, these things I, too, will miss.
Be not burdened with time of sorrow,
I wish for you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much.
Good friends, good times,
a loved one touched.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me.
God wanted me now; He set me free.
-Unknown
In loving Memory of
Tony
05/05/79-6/13/06
T
Waiting to hear from you. It's been a year, seems like years.
Many thoughts everyday go along with the tears.
I watch the sky only fooling myself that I can see your face, your smile. Knowing here on earth no more.
Gone with the wind to live with the Lord.
Lent to me your father at birth.
To heaven you went,with your true father. And all it's worth.
A verse from our family song. Where did you go, I miss you so. Seems like it's been forever. PLEASE COME BACK HOME.
WE MISS YOU SO.
-Dad
JUNE 13, 2009. JUST A DAY LIKE ANY OTHER ONLY THIS DAY THREE YEARS SINCE I HAVE HEARD YOUR VOICE. CALL ME CRAZY BUT IT STILL HURTS STILL WAITING FOR YOUR CALL BACK. NO MATTER WHERE I LOOK THERE IS JUST NO REPLACEMENT .EVERYONE IS DIFFERENT YET THE SAME. NEVER FELT LIKE THIS BEFORE NEVER WANT TO FEEL THIS AGAIN ALTHOUGH I KNOW I WILL. I TRY TO HIDE IN MY WORK AND AT HOME YET ALWAYS EVERYDAY SOMEHOW SOMEWHERE YOU POP UP IN MY MIND. PAIN OFTHE HEART IS SUCH A NUMBING FEELING NEVER KNOWING WHEN IT WILL HIT YOU,A PICTURE A SONG, AN OLD MEMORY JUST LOVING YOU AS I DO AND WILL FOREVER
~YOUR LOVING FATHER
