Stella's Story - Written April 16th 2007 by: Mommy
Where do I begin to start…? April 28th 2000 was the most special day of our lives. A beautiful perfect child by the name of Stella was brought in to this world. We all knew with a name like that she could only turn out to be an extraordinary and loving person Just like the women she was named after, her Grandmother (Sitto) Stella.
This world for me consisted of a house full of men. From the beginning we knew that we had found our Queen to our Thrown.
Just like that a house filled with Baseball Hats and dirty sneakers was consumed by PINK PINK PINK … From bows to gingham to poka-dots we all couldn’t get enough of her. I finally had my own Barbie Doll to dress up and play house with. Sometimes I would dress her up 6-times a day, I couldn’t get enough. Worse then that I really had my BEST friend. Stella was a 30 year old in a little girl’s body. From beauty to brains and an abundance amount of LOVE, she had it all. She ruled our house but most of all she ruled our world. We shared secretes and promises and lived through each other. As Stella grew so did our world of PINK.
Stella would dress her brothers and she told them when to eat, when to sleep, if their homework wasn’t done she made sure I knew it.
Boy she ran a tight ship. Stella only grew more and more beautiful inside and out, she taught me about Love and Life.
When Stella began school my fear of letting her go out into the world frightened me. I wanted Stella with me all the time, my days became shorter always running home to make her bus and my morning routine changed , I would wake up extra early to workout and get home early enough to dress her, do her hair and put her on the bus. I had to be the last one to see her go and the first to see her come off the bus, I never missed a day. We were so attached that Stella would refused to go on play dates and Birthday parties unless mom tagged along. Even at school she would be in her Kindergarten class and play sick just to go to the nurse’s office so she could call me to hear my voice. Our love was like no other. I could go on and on but something so special doesn’t have enough words invented to explain my daughter Stella.
When Stella got sick no one would ever known it, she was not in pain, and if you saw her you would never believe it. Stella never complained! Through days of Chemo we would play and our bond became unbreakable. Even at over nights in the hospital we couldn’t Waite for 24-hour room service from eating Marino ices to Tootsie Rolls, sometimes till midnight. We had our own pajama parties.
Stella’s nights with Dad at the hospital made a bond between father and daughter like no other, what a princess he had and a King she could compare to no other. Match made in heaven!
From art projects to pottery and mosaics, we did it all… now I realize that doing it all was never enough.
All in all life fly’s by, if I only had one more second, one more “I love you”, one more kiss, one more touch, one more, one more, one more… as Stella got better there was hope we thought. Our visits to the hospital became less but Hashem had different plans for Stella
At the Bone Marrow Drive last summer Stella attracted Six thousand people in 2-days to be tested to help save her life.
Now there are 6000 MORE people in the Registry that will save a life or 2 or 3 or more…
All because of Stella, from people in our community to Verizon men who saw her picture who wanted to save her life.
Well Stella they couldn’t help save your life but u my baby will be saving the world for the rest of time. Its funny I didn’t want her to save the world. As a mother my only thoughts were me saving Stella. But this was her plan. When Stella’s last days approached we were in shock, Stella had a fever and an infection that doctors were confused. 2-days, prior to that Stella was being Stella ruling the house and playing with the Wii and Playstation3. To making cupcakes oh did I forget to mention I became a baker?
To all the visitors that would stop by to challenge her to a game of matching and sorry she would always win.everone who met my Stella would fall in love with her from strangers in restaurants or elevators she was always noticed and asked her name.
That was Stella. Most important then that she never cared what people thought, .She had mommy her best friend. With me by her side we took on the world. Stella knew her life was the best. She had a family of 3 brothers that adored her and a father that was her Superman and wish maker who made all her dreams come true. Stella left us much too soon in fact she never left me I still have Stella. We all do especially people who knew her and the people that will learn that because of this little girl they will have a second chance of life. Well Stella, I hope you are looking down at me. From the Rainbows you sent us on our kitchen floor to all the love letters she wrote me when I would run on errands. What a gift I had love letters from your daughter just because you left the house for 20-minutes.Stella would also text message me “I love you’s” from her” Pink” Razor phone to me while we were next to one another in bed. I will never ever be able to begin to tell you what I had.
So this is a brief story about our beautiful Stella. We hope that some where over the rainbow Stella sees us and blows us kisses like snowflakes. So please come visit Stella’s Rainbow any time and HELP us fight our biggest fight ever. Stella we love you and you are our rainbow and our star that will shine forever in our hearts
This world for me consisted of a house full of men. From the beginning we knew that we had found our Queen to our Thrown.
Just like that a house filled with Baseball Hats and dirty sneakers was consumed by PINK PINK PINK … From bows to gingham to poka-dots we all couldn’t get enough of her. I finally had my own Barbie Doll to dress up and play house with. Sometimes I would dress her up 6-times a day, I couldn’t get enough. Worse then that I really had my BEST friend. Stella was a 30 year old in a little girl’s body. From beauty to brains and an abundance amount of LOVE, she had it all. She ruled our house but most of all she ruled our world. We shared secretes and promises and lived through each other. As Stella grew so did our world of PINK.
Stella would dress her brothers and she told them when to eat, when to sleep, if their homework wasn’t done she made sure I knew it.
Boy she ran a tight ship. Stella only grew more and more beautiful inside and out, she taught me about Love and Life.
When Stella began school my fear of letting her go out into the world frightened me. I wanted Stella with me all the time, my days became shorter always running home to make her bus and my morning routine changed , I would wake up extra early to workout and get home early enough to dress her, do her hair and put her on the bus. I had to be the last one to see her go and the first to see her come off the bus, I never missed a day. We were so attached that Stella would refused to go on play dates and Birthday parties unless mom tagged along. Even at school she would be in her Kindergarten class and play sick just to go to the nurse’s office so she could call me to hear my voice. Our love was like no other. I could go on and on but something so special doesn’t have enough words invented to explain my daughter Stella.
When Stella got sick no one would ever known it, she was not in pain, and if you saw her you would never believe it. Stella never complained! Through days of Chemo we would play and our bond became unbreakable. Even at over nights in the hospital we couldn’t Waite for 24-hour room service from eating Marino ices to Tootsie Rolls, sometimes till midnight. We had our own pajama parties.
Stella’s nights with Dad at the hospital made a bond between father and daughter like no other, what a princess he had and a King she could compare to no other. Match made in heaven!
From art projects to pottery and mosaics, we did it all… now I realize that doing it all was never enough.
All in all life fly’s by, if I only had one more second, one more “I love you”, one more kiss, one more touch, one more, one more, one more… as Stella got better there was hope we thought. Our visits to the hospital became less but Hashem had different plans for Stella
At the Bone Marrow Drive last summer Stella attracted Six thousand people in 2-days to be tested to help save her life.
Now there are 6000 MORE people in the Registry that will save a life or 2 or 3 or more…
All because of Stella, from people in our community to Verizon men who saw her picture who wanted to save her life.
Well Stella they couldn’t help save your life but u my baby will be saving the world for the rest of time. Its funny I didn’t want her to save the world. As a mother my only thoughts were me saving Stella. But this was her plan. When Stella’s last days approached we were in shock, Stella had a fever and an infection that doctors were confused. 2-days, prior to that Stella was being Stella ruling the house and playing with the Wii and Playstation3. To making cupcakes oh did I forget to mention I became a baker?
To all the visitors that would stop by to challenge her to a game of matching and sorry she would always win.everone who met my Stella would fall in love with her from strangers in restaurants or elevators she was always noticed and asked her name.
That was Stella. Most important then that she never cared what people thought, .She had mommy her best friend. With me by her side we took on the world. Stella knew her life was the best. She had a family of 3 brothers that adored her and a father that was her Superman and wish maker who made all her dreams come true. Stella left us much too soon in fact she never left me I still have Stella. We all do especially people who knew her and the people that will learn that because of this little girl they will have a second chance of life. Well Stella, I hope you are looking down at me. From the Rainbows you sent us on our kitchen floor to all the love letters she wrote me when I would run on errands. What a gift I had love letters from your daughter just because you left the house for 20-minutes.Stella would also text message me “I love you’s” from her” Pink” Razor phone to me while we were next to one another in bed. I will never ever be able to begin to tell you what I had.
So this is a brief story about our beautiful Stella. We hope that some where over the rainbow Stella sees us and blows us kisses like snowflakes. So please come visit Stella’s Rainbow any time and HELP us fight our biggest fight ever. Stella we love you and you are our rainbow and our star that will shine forever in our hearts
