Mary Biancardi

When I think of Sean, I think of the love that a mother must feel towards a son. The love between Nicole and Sean radiated off of them and I was happy to get a glimpse of that and keep it in my heart. I loved driving around town and seeing him and yelling out the window “Sean I love you” and he would always say it back. He always stopped to hug me whenever I saw him and was never embarrassed in front of his friends when I would stalk him. I loved the way him and Allison would bust each other’s chops, like brother and sister, when deep down they loved each other’s friendship. I loved how Sean would come running to Ava whenever he saw her anywhere, because he needed to hug her too. And I loved the year that your family spent Thanksgiving with our family and Sean was telling everyone that he was coming here, another treasured memory. The first time I met Nicole, in our OB’s office, pregnant with Luke and Ava, she said to me “I’m Sean’s mom”. I never knew how powerful those words would be. I feel blessed to have had a taste of what it would feel like to have a son and it was wonderful. Thank you Nicole for letting me in since that day God brought us together. I love you and Gary and will always be there to share in remembering and loving your precious son. xoxo

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