In Memory of Dawn Angel Piccione

My precious mom, Dawn Angel Piccione, went home to Heaven just before sunrise on August 12th, 2024. The rest of the day in New Jersey was 73 and sunny with a light breeze and bright blue sky. The exact kind of day she loved.

I had a mother who loved me unconditionally, who encouraged every dream I ever had, who showed me faith and led me to Jesus. My mom gave me the gift of writing, a love of reading, and inspiration to be brave and adventurous. Her prayers carried me every single day, and I know they will continue to.

She fought so hard to live. Now, she is healed and whole and dancing with Jesus. But oh, the hole that is left here. I'm just going to miss her so much. 💔

Every time I feel the warm sun on my face, I’ll think of you, Mommy. I love you forever and always. 🕊️

Here is my mom’s obituary, which I had the honor of writing.

*One of my favorite childhood pictures of us, taken in the backyard I grew up in - this was always displayed on her piano, and now it's on mine.*

*On one of our many travels together - on the shores of Lake Huron in Mackinac Island, Michigan.*

*With mom in the flower fields at* *Kindred Farm. She was so proud of our farm and told everyone she knew about it.*

*We loved taking Mimi on nature hikes when she would come visit us in Tennessee.*

*She ALWAYS took time to stop and smell the roses. This is one of the greatest lessons I learned from my mom.*

*Taken on Mother's Day 2024, in front of her rose bush*

I was able to be in New Jersey and with my mom in the hospital for 4 days before her passage to Heaven. It was a severely disturbing experience to watch my own mother go through such unbearable suffering. Yet, it was one of the greatest gifts of my life to be with her in such a sacred space, as she approached closer and closer to Heaven. I won't forget the special moments I had with her and my dad in the hospital and the many hours I spent just sitting with her, gazing at her face freckles, 77 years of smile lines, the striking hazel green of her eyes, memorizing the way her skin and hands felt in mine. These are all things that no longer exist in this world but were landmarks of the woman who brought me into the world.

I took this photo the day before she passed, after I read her the picture book, My Mother Gave Me the Moon, a book I’d given her in 2008 for Mother’s Day. It had been on her coffee table, and I brought it to the hospital to read to her. She couldn’t talk well and was drifting in and out of a confused state, but she held the book carefully in her hands and said, “Oh yes, that’s one of my favorites.”

*The feeling of my mom's hands will stay with me for the rest of my life.*

My mom passed at 5:15am on Monday, August 12th. Here are some other photos I took that day, after leaving the hospital.

*73 and sunny in Madison, NJ on the day she left this earth. This was the exact kind of day she loved.*

My mom loved surrounding herself with beautiful things in her home. Here are some stained glass hangings from her windows: “I ❤️ Jesus” overlooks the front yard, and the hummingbird overlooks the backyard. Hummingbirds were everywhere in her home, and they will forever remind me of my mom. There was a hummingbird on the cover of the last note she sent me in the mail on July 18th (I had a feeling it would be the last thing she ever mailed me). I’ve had a beaded hummingbird hanging from the mirror in my car for several years. When I went to look inside my mom’s car in the garage after her passing, I found a hummingbird hanging from the mirror of her car as well.

This card I had mailed my mom several months before was hanging in her kitchen, and it brought a whole new meaning as I reflected on my mom finally meeting her Savior face-to-face in the early morning hours.

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