This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Luca De Biasio who was born in Richmond Hill, Canada on April 05, 2005 and passed away on August 07, 2006 at the age of 16 months. We will remember him forever.
I will not forget you
Little angel, precious child
I think about you every day
The love we shared, your smile
I think about the happy times
And not about the sad
And treasure every memory
Of the special times we had
I'm leaning on God's promise
Someday we will be
Together again in Heaven
Where the best is yet to be
In Memory of Luca De Biasio
All proceeds benefiting…
The Sudden Unexplained Death in Childhood Program of the Canadian Foundation
for the Study of Infant Deaths and Season’s Centre for Grieving Children
On Friday, October 3, 2008
Di Nardo’s – The Mansion
400 Industrial Pkwy. South
Aurora, ON L4G 6W7
Reception at 6:00, Dinner at 7:00
Live Entertainment • Silent and Live Auction • Raffle Draws • Door Prize
Cost: $110 per person, $1000 per table of ten
For tickets or to make a donation
contact Lena De Biasio at 905-773-5023 or email@example.com
For more information visit luca-sauctionforananswer.giving.officelive.com
Please make cheques payable to:
CFSID (SUDC Program)
Please send checks to:
c/o Lena De Biasio
74 Woodhaven Crescent
Richmond Hill, ON
Auction For An Answer
Our Little Luca
The day Luca was born, was the best day of my life. He captured our hearts instantly and I was filled with a mother's pride. Born 8lbs 14oz., everyone marveled at the fact that such a little lady had given birth to this big boy. I was so thrilled, now I had the perfect little family, a loving husband, a beautiful daughter and handsome son, life didn't get any better then this. On August 7, 2006, our perfect little life came to a screeching halt. While vacationing at our summer cottage, our handsome healthy 16 month old boy died some time during a 2hr afternoon nap, without reason.
The light of my life is gone and in its place a hollow space.
An emptiness that could never be filled because the space was reserved especially for you. Nothing could ever replace you my little angel, my handsome little prince. The light in your eyes is gone now, you're smiling face to, and so with it mine did go.
Luca was a very charming boy. He was very loving and affectionate towards everyone. He loved his grandpa so very much, and couldn't stand to part with him after visits. When dad would come home he would throw his arms up in the air for a hug. His big sister, Sofia would say, "Snuggle, snuggle," and he would put his head on her lap or shoulder. Luca was my little man. He often came to give me great big hugs from behind while I was washing dishes. People would often stop me to admire, his big beautiful brown eyes and thick wavy brown hair. He was so very handsome, that his sister would call him her little handsome, handsome boy.
Luca had been walking independently for a month and his vocabulary was increasing, with new words such as bug and truck. He loved to hold little cars in his had and often said "vroom, vroom" when he saw a car go by. He loved to draw pictures with his sister using sidewalk chalk. His favourite cartoon character was Dora and he refered to her as Doda or Dudu. He was very curious and often wanted to do what his sister was doing. Luca loved life and spending time with the people he loved.
In such a short time, you brought such joy into our life and I wonder why this has to be so. We have so few memories together. One Halloween, Christmas and Birthday are bittersweet moments we treasure. We struggle daily with all that you could have been doing now. Milestones that we will never see you reach. We are left with a great sadness and longing for you.
Something will remind me
I never know just when,
It might be something someone says
And it all comes back again.
The times we spent together
The happiness, the fun,
Once again I feel the pain
Of life without my Son.
It's said that time's a healer
I'm not sure this is true,
There's not a day goes by Son
That I don't cry for you.
Thank you baby boy for the happy moments we shared. You will forever be in our hearts and thoughts. You have touched the soul of all
who had the privledge of knowing you, even if it was just for a short while.
Thank you to our family and friends who continue to support us during this difficult time in our lives.
Visit Luca's SUDC Angel Friends:
It has been 10 months since I held you in my arms Luca. I miss you so much and after many sleepless nights, endless phone conversations with doctors, coroners, and pathologists; we still don't have an answer to what happened to you. The diagnoses automatically defaults to one of late SIDS otherwise known as SUDC.
SUDC stands for Sudden Unexplained Death in Childhood. It is the sudden and unexpected death of a child over the age of twelve months, which remains unexplained after a thorough case investigation is conducted. This includes: examination of the death scene, performance of a complete autopsy, and a review of the child and family's medical history. SUDC is a diagnoses of exclusion- given when all known and possible causes of death have been ruled out.
Visit the SUDC website for more information or to make a donation on Luca's behalf at www.sudc.org
Bereaved Parents Wish List
I wish my child hadn't died. I wish I had him back.
I wish you wouldn't be afraid to speak my child's name. My child lived and was very important to me. I need to hear that he was important to you also.
If I cry and get emotional when you talk about my child, I wish you knew that it isn't because you have hurt me. My child's death is the cause of my tears. You have talked about my child and you have
allowed me to share my grief. I thank you for both.
Being a bereaved parent is not contagious, so I wish you wouldn't shy away from me. I need you now more than ever.
I need diversions, so I do want to hear about you, but I also want you to hear about me. I might be sad and I might cry, but I wish you would let me talk about my child; my favorite topic of the day.
I know that you think of and pray for me often. I also know that my child's death pains you too. I wish you would let me know these things through a phone call, a card or note, or a real big hug.
I wish you wouldn't expect my grief to be over. These first years are traumatic for me, but I wish you could understand that my grief will never be over. I will suffer the death of my child until the day
I am working hard in my recovery, but I wish you could understand that I will never fully recover. I will always miss my child and I will always grieve that he is dead.
I wish you wouldn't expect me "not to think about it" or "be happy". Neither will happen for a very long time, so don't frustrate yourself.
I don't want to have a "Pity party", but I do wish you would let me grieve. I must hurt before I can heal.
I wish you understood how my life has shattered. I know it is miserable for you to be around me when I'm feeling miserable. Please be as patient with me as I am with you.
When I say, "I'm doing okay", I wish you could understand that I don't "feel" okay and that I struggle daily.
I wish you knew that all of the grief reactions I'm having are very normal. Depression, anger, hopelessness and overwhelming sadness are all to be expected. So please excuse me when I'm quiet and withdrawn or irritable and cranky.
Your advice to "take it one day at a time" is excellent advice. However, a day is too much and too fast for me right now. I wish you could understand that I'm doing good to handle an hour at a time.
Please excuse me if I seem rude, certainly not my intent. Sometimes the world around me goes too fast and I need to get off. When I walk away, I wish you would let me find a quiet place to spend time alone.
I wish you understood that grief changes people. When my child died, a big part of me died with him. I am not the same person I was before my child died and I will never be that person again.
I wish very much that you could understand ~ understand my loss and my grief. But, I pray daily that you will never understand.
My family are survivors, or so I hear it said
But I can hear them crying when all are in there beds.
I watch them lay awake at night and go to hold their hands
They do not know I am with them to help them understand.
But like the sands on the beach that never wash away.....
I watch over my surviving family who think of me each day
They wear a smile for others.. a smile of disguise.
But through heavens door, I do see tears flowing from their eyes.
My family tries to cope with death to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows them, knows it's just their way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving family through Heavens open door...
I try to tell them that the angels protect me forever more.
I know that doesn't help them, or ease the burden they bear.
So if you have a chance, go visit them and show them that you care.
For no matter what they say or feel,
My family has a broken heart that time will never heal...
It's A Girl!
It is with great happiness and joy that we announce the birth of Luca's new baby sister
Lilia Rose De Biasio
on Sat. Sept. 8th, 2007. Born 7lbs 14oz.