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Nancy Dolan

Memorial created 06-21-2008 by
Nancy (Brad's Mom) Kadel Dolan
Bradley Louis Cordial
June 29 1985 - November 23 2002

Christmas Eve Snow Angel


The first Christmas after Brad's accident (1 month later), I, Brad's Mom wanted desperately to be able to give Brad something special for Christmas.  On Christmas Eve, I needed to get out of the house and be by myself, so I decided to take a walk.  I walked over near the high school and across the street is a park.  As I was looking at the white, glistening snow, I noticed a little hill.  Actually, it is the only hill at the park, but I had never paid any attention to it before.  I walked over to the hill, laid down in the snow and made a Snow Angel.  I laid there for a few minutes and felt so warm.  I felt like I could have laid there forever looking up at the Heavens.  Tears flowed from my eyes, as I thought about Brad and all the Christmases we would be missing as a family.

I stood up carefully and looked at my Snow Angel and then yelled as loudly as I could, "MERRY CHRISTMAS BRAD...I LOVE YOU BRAD...I MISS YOU BRAD!"  I walked out of the park, lonely and aching for my son.

I decided this was to become my Christmas Eve tradition for Brad.  Merry Christmas Brad.


Another Christmas Eve Snow Angel and my heart for Brad
Brad's Mom all bundled up...getting ready to make Brad's Christmas Eve Snow Angel
Another Christmas Eve...Brad's Mom bundled up.
Christmas Eve Snow Angel...another year
Another Angel...Another Christmas without Brad
Brad's Mom holding Christmas Eve Snow Angel


There was no guarantee that every Christmas Eve, we would have snow.  So, I had to be prepared to still be able to give Brad his Christmas Eve Snow Angel and this is what I came up with.




Homemade Snow Angel


This was the first Christmas since Brad's accident that we didn't have snow, but there was NO way I would cheat Brad out of his Christmas Eve Snow Angel.  So, I made Brad this snow angel, which I traced around myself on cardboard and then, covered with Reynolds Wrap.  The final touch...a can of spray snow. 

As I carried my 5'5" snow angel to the park, I walked down our block to the main street, where a police car had just passed me.  I crossed the street and had reached the corner of the park when I saw police car lights flashing and heading toward me.  When the police car pulled up beside me, the police officer said, "Please tell me that you didn't just STEAL that????"  I assured him that I didn't steal the angel and that every Christmas I make a snow angel for my son in Heaven.  I don't think he knew what to say (I'm sure he had never heard or seen this before), so he told me that he would call the police station and tell them what I was doing (in case anyone called in with "suspicious behavior" at the park). 

I'm sure Brad was up in Heaven rolling off his cloud laughing at his "goofy" mom.



Snowbabie Snow Angel


Joe (Brad's step-father) and I were spending the day in Shipshawana, Indiana when we stopped in a shop that had a display of Snowbabies.  I carefully looked through them and there was this Snowbabie that was perfect for my collection.

How ironic to find a Snowbabie that is making a Snow Angel with a Angel Snowman looking down.  I just love it.



Chinese Lanterns floating up to Brad on Christmas Eve/2013

      We didn't have a white Christmas this year, so I decided to do something a little different.  I bought six Chinese lanterns and Joe, Tiffany, Tim, Cody, Bralynn and I lit them and watched them float into the darkness.  Little dots of light heading up to Brad.  Merry Christmas Brad!  We love you so much and miss you more than words can say.  You will always be part of us and will never be forgotten.


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