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This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Andrew Nill who was born in New York on September 07, 1981 and passed away on July 27, 2004 at the age of 22. We will remember him forever.
Andrew's life cannot be summed up in a few paragraphs. He lived big and lived life to the fullest, making his daily routine worth something.
Andrew and his twin brother Edward were born on September 7th, 1981 to their loving mother Barbara, and their father, Drew.
All of Andrew's "life story" includes Edward by his side. Experiences were shared from birth up until Andrew's very last day. This included their athletics, "discovering" girls, school, celebrations, and tragedies.
If life is like a movie, then losing Andrew is like losing one of the main characters. When you sit to watch a horror movie, you can almost always pick out at the beginning which people will "make it through". He and Edward were always in that role. You just knew it would all be okay. Even when Andrew was in the hospital, we all thought with confidence he would pull through. Most of us couldn't even accept this long after his funeral had ended.
I sometimes still sit and have this overwhelming denial. I can't accept it. "Not Andrew" I think...
"Nothing loved is ever lost, and he was loved so much"
7/14/06... Well ... almost 2 years ago, we each got a call... some confused... some frantic... All with the same basic message "You have to come to the hospital right away... Andrew got hurt, he might not make it"... I still get chills remembering that call... Waking up seeing about 24 missed calls on the cell phone... I had left the ringer off on the home phone... before I even picked up the phone to return the calls, I knew something was wrong... Thinking back, I get that same vomity feeling of devastation when I heard words very similar to that... "he might not make it".... what the hell was that supposed to mean? Why wouldn't he? Still so unreal... still unaccepting... still angry... As everyone continues to move on, which is important, I hope everyone can still remember what life was like when he was here... and I hope everyone lives wondering what he'd be thinking or saying right now...
We love you and miss you, Andrew... ...and we'll see you in our dreams
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