'Our angel received wings': She died Nora Šitum

Day 1,947, 13:24 Published in Croatia Croatia by bjdezo

Nora Šitum izgubila je bitku s opakom bolešću, službeno nam je potvrđeno iz Udruge Hrabro dijete. Tužni stihovi prije nekoliko minuta pojavili su se na Facebook stranici podrške Nori
'Dragi prijatelji,

Noćas u 00:20, ili 05:20 po našem vremenu, naš je strašni lav odlučio sklopiti oči i odmoriti. Bilo je dosta i bilo je previše.
Kad je njoj bilo dosta, onda znate da je stvarno bilo DOSTA!

Otišla je tamo gdje je ništa ne boli, gdje je nitko ne bode i gdje nema ni gljivica, ni leukemije ni patnje.
Bili smo s njom do zadnjeg trenutka. Otišla je mirno i spokojno. Prelijepa kao i uvijek. S dugim trepavicama i najslađim majkinim obrasščićima...baš kao da spava. Jer ona je samo htjela konačno leći i zaspati, uz svoje tatu i mamu, i da nam nitko drugi ne smeta. Pogotovo ne tamo neki doktori s iglama i tabletama.

Pleše negdje moja princeza, sretna i slobodna! Čuva nas i gleda! Naučila nas je što je ljubav. Promijenila nam je život.

Neće biti lako bez nje, ali ona će zapravo uvijek biti tu...

Imam jednu ranu na srcu koja jako boli. Ali svaki put kad zaboli, sjeti me tko je unutra. Kao prije šest godina kad me je lupala u stomaku.


Volimo vas i hvala vam na bezuvjetnoj i nesebipčnoj potpori svo ovo vrijeme!
Nora u srcu 🙂

P.S. nadam se da je nebo dovoljno veliko za njenu energiju i hiperaktivnost. Ovdje nije imala dovoljno prostora 🙂 !', stoji u pismu
Nakon pisma Norine majke Đane, udruga Hrabro dijete je na svojoj Facebook stranici objavila i pismo Norinog oca Ivice.
'Danas pada kiša. Ne pada onako jako s vjetrom, već baš nekako blago, toplo, plačno. Jako smo iscrpljeni zadnjih dana i sinoć smo pokušali odspavati da skupimo snage za danas, ali nije išlo. Ipak sam se morao vratit u bolnicu i biti pored nje, jer kad je gledam tek onda odmaram i tek sam tada smiren.

Znao sam da je ovo dan za opraštanje od moje male ljubavi i htio sam biti što duže s njom. U životu sam premalo plakao, a danas sam isplakao sav onaj dug u suzama iz prošlosti. U 00:20 ili u 5:20 sati po našem vremenu naša mala duša je napustila svoje izmučeno tjelo
Otišao je strašni tatin i mamin lav i pridružio se svom čoporu malih lavova koji su otišli prije nje. Otišla je među svoje male prijatelje ćelavih glavica i tužnih umornih očiju, nadam se u jedan bolji i sretniji svijet. Išla se igrati s Ivanom,Nikolom,Katjom,Gradckim i svim onim malim mučenicima koji su otišli prije nje.

Skinuli su okove s našeg malog galiota, jer je njena lađa došla do svoje mirne luke. Napokon je slobodna. Bez injekcija bez ljekova,bez suza i boli. Umrla je na našim rukama i pored naših srca koja će do kraja života biti ispunjena ljubavi i uspomenama na nju. Spavaj, mali umorni strašni lave.

Vole te tata i mama', stoji u pismu
Nora Šitum lost his battle with a malignant disease, we formally validated by the Association Cheer child. Sad poem a few minutes ago appeared on the Facebook page of support Nori
'Dear friends,

Tonight at 00:20, or 05:20 our time, our fearsome lion decided to close his eyes and rest. It was enough and it was too much.
When is it enough, then you know it is really enough!

She's gone where no pain, where no one struck where no fungus, no leukemia or suffering.
We were with her until the last moment. She went quietly and peacefully. Beautiful as always. With long eyelashes and cutest Majkin obrasščićima ... just like he was asleep. Because she just wanted to finally lie down and fall asleep with her dad and mom, and that nobody else does not matter. Especially not there some doctors with needles and pills.

Dancing around my princess, happy and free! Keeps us watching! She taught us what love is. Changed our lives.

It will not be easy without it, but it will actually still be there ...

I have a wound on my heart that hurts a lot. But every time it hurts, remember me who's in there. Like six years ago when I was pounding in my stomach.


We love you and thank you for your unconditional support and nesebipčnoj all this time!
Nora at heart 🙂

P.S. I hope that the sky is big enough for her energy and hyperactivity. This did not have enough space 🙂 ', a letter
After the mother's letters to Nora Đana, the association boldly child on his Facebook page, published a letter to his father Norinog edges.
'Today it is raining. Not fall as heavily with the wind, but somehow just slightly warm, tearful. We are very tired last few days and last night we tried to sleep to gather strength for today, but it did not work. However, I had to go back to the hospital and be apart of it, because when I look at it then rest and then I just calm.

I knew this day for forgiveness of my little love and I wanted to be with her as long as possible. In my life I cried too, and today I've cried all the tears that debt from the past. At 00:20 or 5:20 pm our time, our little soul has left his battered body
He went to my father's and mother's fearsome lion and joined his small pack of lions that have gone before it. She walked among her little friends bald head and sad tired eyes, hopefully in a better and happier world. I went to play with John, Nicholas, Katja, Gradckim and all those little martyrs who have gone before her.

Remove the shackles from our small galley-slaves, because its ships reached their safe harbor. Finally, she was free. Without injections without drugs, without tears and pain. She died in our arms and our hearts that in addition to the end of life will be filled with love and memories of her. Sleep, mali tired fearsome lava.

Love you mom and dad, "says the letter