Our Beautiful Angela French
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We lost Angie (Angela French) today (Friday, November 20th, 2015) and she is never coming back. It is hard to believe and doesn't seem real. As anyone who has lost someone close knows, you go through these periods when you almost forget or don't believe or just can't believe that it really is true. You wake up and for just a moment you forget the awful truth and then you try to reason maybe it was a nightmare, maybe it isn't true. And then the truth comes rushing in like air does through a moving car window making it hard to breath and open your eyes... to the realization: she really is gone...
How could this be true? Angie was only 33, full of life and laughs and energy to dance at any given moment. Angie was doing so well. She looked amazing. She hugged you and told you she loved you and that life was OK. She bragged about her "babies" and how smart and funny AJ, Sophia, and Brandon are and how she would do anything for them. In highschool Angie played field hockey and soccer fiercely and passionately and with every bit of her heart. I remember years ago, Angie would say, "I'm Angie French, you KNOW you know me!!" And then she would laugh loudly at herself and you couldn't help but to laugh with her. She would make you dance with her as she put everyone around her to shame with her insanely awesome dance skills but she made you feel good while you were doing it, laughing and smiling and raising you up the whole time. Angie posted videos and pictures where she was glowing and smiling and alive...and now, that is all gone...
How does a family "properly" say goodbye to someone who died way too young? How do little kids go to a viewing and see their mommy lay lifeless in a coffin with her eyes forever closed? How does a greiving sister or son or daughter or mother or father or aunt or uncle or cousin or friend tell Angie one last time they love her? All we can hope to do now is know in our hearts that Angie loved us and we all love her back and that she is an angel looking down on us now.
Everyone is beyond devastated and scrambling to make her services as beautiful as possible. I know the holidays are right around the corner but honestly, every little bit helps and is so needed right now. If you can find it in your heart to donate any amount, it would be incredibly appreciated. As many of you know, Angie leaves behind three young children who can never hug their mommy again. She also leaves behind so many people that she has touched through the years and laughed and cried with and loved.
As Angie's big sister and on behalf of my entire family and all of her friends, I write this with fresh tears in my eyes and a broken heart that I will never get to see Angie smile again or hear her infectious laugh or see her bust a move out of nowhere just because she's Angie French... I write this in disbelief and shock and complete and total sadness that my little sister is gone and I am completely powerless to fix this.
Angie needs us all now to come together and say a final goodbye. Will you please help me give Angie the farewell she deserves? Because I really can't do it alone...
SIncerely,
Donnalee Steele
How could this be true? Angie was only 33, full of life and laughs and energy to dance at any given moment. Angie was doing so well. She looked amazing. She hugged you and told you she loved you and that life was OK. She bragged about her "babies" and how smart and funny AJ, Sophia, and Brandon are and how she would do anything for them. In highschool Angie played field hockey and soccer fiercely and passionately and with every bit of her heart. I remember years ago, Angie would say, "I'm Angie French, you KNOW you know me!!" And then she would laugh loudly at herself and you couldn't help but to laugh with her. She would make you dance with her as she put everyone around her to shame with her insanely awesome dance skills but she made you feel good while you were doing it, laughing and smiling and raising you up the whole time. Angie posted videos and pictures where she was glowing and smiling and alive...and now, that is all gone...
How does a family "properly" say goodbye to someone who died way too young? How do little kids go to a viewing and see their mommy lay lifeless in a coffin with her eyes forever closed? How does a greiving sister or son or daughter or mother or father or aunt or uncle or cousin or friend tell Angie one last time they love her? All we can hope to do now is know in our hearts that Angie loved us and we all love her back and that she is an angel looking down on us now.
Everyone is beyond devastated and scrambling to make her services as beautiful as possible. I know the holidays are right around the corner but honestly, every little bit helps and is so needed right now. If you can find it in your heart to donate any amount, it would be incredibly appreciated. As many of you know, Angie leaves behind three young children who can never hug their mommy again. She also leaves behind so many people that she has touched through the years and laughed and cried with and loved.
As Angie's big sister and on behalf of my entire family and all of her friends, I write this with fresh tears in my eyes and a broken heart that I will never get to see Angie smile again or hear her infectious laugh or see her bust a move out of nowhere just because she's Angie French... I write this in disbelief and shock and complete and total sadness that my little sister is gone and I am completely powerless to fix this.
Angie needs us all now to come together and say a final goodbye. Will you please help me give Angie the farewell she deserves? Because I really can't do it alone...
SIncerely,
Donnalee Steele
Organizer
Nicholas J Steele
Organizer
Philadelphia, PA