This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, IVA MILENKOVIC, 29, born on July 12, 1981 and passed away on December 6, 2010.
YOUR LOVE WILL LIVE IN OUR HEARTS FOREVER
" If tears could build a stairway,
and memories a lane,
I,d walk right up to Heaven,
and bring you back home"
Family nad friends miss :
YOU,
your LOVE,
your SOUL,
your SMILE,
your VOICE,
your DANCING,
your SINGING,
your SUPPORT,
your ENERGY
your COMPANIONSHIP.....
TIme, they say, only time can heal... So not true !"
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И доста често ми доаѓа звукот на твоето смеење... и ме водиш и ме советуваш и ми велиш дека се ќе биде во ред.
Те сакам!
TIme, they say, only time can heal... So not true !"
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This is 1 for the good days & I have it all here / in red ~ blue ~ green
This is my way of saying goodbye / 'cause I can't do it ~ face to face
So I am talkining to U before..
No matter what happens now / I won't be afraid
Because I know / today has been the most perfect day ..
I have ever seen ~
..
Iva Milenkovic ♥
I would like to send my Condolences to Her Familly and ask God to Be Mercy on Her,
She was more than Great Persone, and i m wishing for her staying on Paradise, And inspire its people with patience and fortitude.
Peace on you Iva from your freind oday from palestine, Thanks for all "CIAO IVA""
Енергијата и насмевката твоја, секогаш во мене драга сестричке. Ќе ми недостигаш бејби секој миг, ќе те сакам и ќе те обожавам до вечноста! Пеперутко моја портокалова!""
Ne te zaboravam Ivce... site gi nauci kako treba da se borat i da se raduvaat na sekoj den... sekoj moment od zivotot.."
one year..one long year...miss you my friend.."
♥ ♥ ♥ srecice ljiljakova miss you sooo muchhh"
Little Miss Divinity, You are beautiful and always will be!
edna godina dolga godina ni nedostasuvas premnogu
Iva became a part of us as she is a part of you...
I've never known anybody like Iva, she was so strong and clear about who she was. No matter what it was she was doing in her life, that may change, but she knew who she was to the core and I really looked up to her for that, and so many other things. I miss her, I really miss her.
She is so special for me, I believe she is with us...EACH day I think of her, her laugh, her smile, moments together...and with this she is sharing with me again her deep feelings and advices, regarding and teaching me such important things of the life...like always...cause my special Iva is with me. I feel it everyday. She is with us. I love her."
It is so hard to believe it. My best student...I am so sad. My beautiful Iva"
Iva was one of my student in Bari, one of the best I ever had. I was her supervisor and now I belive supervise me from above!
I hope you and your family are slowly recovering the great loss. I am sure she is still with all of us, now powerfully sending her great love to all her beloved ones."
Words seem inadequate to express the sadness we feel. You left a huge memory in our heart and soul."
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Nedostajes uvek...
И доста често ми доаѓа звукот на твоето смеење... и ме водиш и ме советуваш и ми велиш дека се ќе биде во ред.
Те сакам!
Please be patient.
Gratitude
Written by Melissa Milenkovic, Iva's sister in low
Iva passed away a year ago now. How is it that it has been that long already? A year we have now lived without her. Without receiving the joy of her smile. Without worrying about her. Without anxiety about what is going to happen next. The relief brings guilt. The loss, of course, bring much sadness.
So in this time, we have been dealing with all the grief, and trying to decide what our lives are now going to be like. Our daughters have only known their lives with Iva. She has been with us for nearly 2 years, and in their short lives, that represents a good portion of their memory. Yet they have not skipped a beat.
On the day after Iva's death, our youngest, Maja, was still looking for her. "I'm going to see if Iva is sleeping in her room." Then she decided that Iva had turned into a butterfly and had flown up to heaven. The next day, Wednesday, we buried Iva at the Serbian Orthodox Cemetery in Galveston. When we got home that afternoon, Tony found a butterfly on our back door. The butterfly let him pick it up and carry it about for a bit. He then set it free. Pure magic.
It's strange that in all this time everything boils down to just a few memories. Iva making pasta. Iva cheering while watching soccer. Iva explaining friendship to our oldest daughter, Milena. Iva being completely enamored of Avatar in 3D (she watched it 3 times, at least!). Iva cutting cabbage.
We now only have memories of her. Memories of her before she was sick. How she loved the sea. How talented she was. How she loved simple things. How well she could pack a suitcase. How loving she was.
And then there are the memories of her being sick. And how it changed her. When she was first diagnosed, she struggled to understand why this had happened to her. She thought it was something she had done. Maybe she had been too prideful, which of course, was a prideful thing to think, right? To think that any of this tragedy had anything to do with you? To think that somehow the forces of fate had singled you out? But that was Iva. Flaws and all, you couldn't help but love her. She was the bravest woman you will ever know.
And then there are the things that we can't remember. Like her favorite Starbucks coffee drink. All these silly day to day details that suddenly become so important because she is gone.
And then there is the guilt. The guilt for not always understanding how hard this was for her. For expecting her to be more this or less that. For not hugging her more. For not saying more of the "right" things. For not making her cookies more often.
But in the end, we are left to resolve all that it meant and all that we didn't do. We have to go on living and doing all the things she will never do. And yet in all of this, gratitude fills me. I am grateful for how much we have received from all of you over the last 2 years. How much you have shared with us, how much you have prayed for us, how much you have just listened and supported us. How much you have opened your hearts to our family, some of you complete strangers. It is really quite astonishing. And then there are the donations--from so many of you--and without which Iva would never have been able to receive the treatments that kept her here with us for so long. We will always be grateful for that. Just as we will always miss her.