Nicole, known to many as "Coley" was a graduate of Bloomingdale High School, Class of 2008. She was loved by everyone blessed enough to have known her. She was a former member of the Elite Ambassador Jazz Choir and her voice was truly something special. Her intentions were to help the sick and suffering, and she was pursuing a nursing degree at Hillsborough Community College. Nicole is survived by her loving parents, Glenn and Chris of Valrico, Florida; her beloved sister, Kimberly Gilbert and her husband, Pete; and her brother, Edward Bryant, III all of Dover, Delaware.
✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻
Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Everything remains as it was.
The old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no sorrow in your tone.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was.
There is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting, when we meet again.
✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻
Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Everything remains as it was.
The old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no sorrow in your tone.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was.
There is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting, when we meet again.
Nicole, known to many as "Coley" was a graduate of Bloomingdale High School, Class of 2008. She was loved by everyone blessed enough to have known her. She was a former member of the Elite Ambassador Jazz Choir and her voice was truly something special. Her intentions were to help the sick and suffering, and she was pursuing a nursing degree at Hillsborough Community College. Nicole is survived by her loving parents, Glenn and Chris of Valrico, Florida; her beloved sister, Kimberly Gilbert and her husband, Pete; and her brother, Edward Bryant, III all of Dover, Delaware.
✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻
Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Everything remains as it was.
The old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no sorrow in your tone.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was.
There is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting, when we meet again.
✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻ ✻ღϠ₡ღ✻
Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Everything remains as it was.
The old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name.
Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.
Put no sorrow in your tone.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort
Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was.
There is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting, when we meet again.
Gravesite Details
Cause of Death: automobile accident
