Angelina Jolie’s Mom Dies at 56

I love BAMZ fans ‘coz they are so graceful and caring. Mitchelin must had been so proud of the positive effect Angelina has on us. Mitchelin taught her daughter pride, independence and honesty, through all Angie’s struggles to understand herself up to a point where she finds her place in life. Angelina Jolie will always value the importance of family whether there is a man or no man in the house.

Marcheline Bertrand’s death is not about John Voight. I am sick of these people who always bring up the name John Voight as if Angelina owes John Voight anything. John Voight does not want to be part of Marcheline’s and her kids’ life. John Voight left them TWENTY-EIGHT YEARS ago! So people, if you have common sense, stop suggesting that Angelina see, talk, or reconcile with John Voight. It sickens me!

Correction: Marcheline. Apologies….

angiefan jsr Says:

January 29th, 2007 at 1:45 pm
Marcheline Bertrand’s death is not about John Voight. I am sick of these people who always bring up the name John Voight as if Angelina owes John Voight anything. John Voight does not want to be part of Marcheline’s and her kids’ life. John Voight left them TWENTY-EIGHT YEARS ago! So people, if you have common sense, stop suggesting that Angelina see, talk, or reconcile with John Voight. It sickens me!
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Thank you! Angelina didn’t own him anything. And Angie’s brother doesn’t talk to the father as well. It was not their job to fix things. It was not their job to be the responsible one. All of that rested on Jon Voight. The same man that did not say a word when his “friend” Donald Trump went around calling his daughter a *****. So spare all of us the poor Jon and evil Angelina talk. This is about a wonderful woman who lost her chance to really get to know all of her grandchildren. I human being has passed from this earth. If you can not stop your hate I feel more pitty for you than anyone. You have to have zero feeling to still post hatefull things on this thread after all that has happend.

329 mm Says: January 28th, 2007 at 10:44 pm

my deepest condolences to Angelina and family . May God bless you and give you strength and courage at this time . My thoughts and prayers with you and family.

I lost my mom 20 years ago, she was 44 and I was 19. I have never really dealt with her passing till 10 years ago, it bubbled up in my life like a boiling pot of water. If you have lost your mom or dad or anyone close to you, please mourn them. Take the time to grieve. Love the ones who are still here and let them know it often. Forget the little irritations of the day because they aren’t that significant in the long run. I love you Mom!

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I’m a delayed reactor lol. My dad died 2 1/2 yrs ago. I spoke with him the day before and I was short with him because he wanted to know when I would be coming to see him. I lived in another state, but I planned to visit in a couple weeks from that period. I just remember him sounding very tired, and his speech was a little slurred, and I ask him had he taken his medicine which he answered yes, and so I chalked it up to it’s influence. He continued to ask when I was coming, and I told him I couldnt drop everything just now and he’d have to be patient. I said to lay down and I would call him later. I didn’t call and that day turned into the next. My mother came over that afternoon and told me he passed in the night. I just kept doing what I was doing, I think I was folding laundry. I didn’t feel anything. I think I even shrugged my shoulders. I wasn’t numb, or sad or anything. I think I said something to the affect of “oh well, I guess I better make arraingments to go there.” My mom was just standing there staring at me not really knowing what to say.

The day went on, and I called brothers and sisters and other relatives. The next morning when I woke up, out of nowhere I was inconsolable. I couldnt stop crying, I couldn’t function and had no idea why. Honest, it was a profound sadness I had never ever experienced before, and my dad and I really didn’t begin to talk on a regular basis until maybe 6yrs ago. It wasn’t a AJ/JV type distance, but lets just say I understand some things. Anyway, I gathered myself together and I drove alone to Chicago from my home which made my mother upset since she was was so worried about me handling thngs. Although I’m not a loner per se, I am private even with those closest to me. I’m also not a crier but I think under those circcumstances, if someone were with me on that trip I would have maybe done so, and I wouldn’t have gotten the thought process I needed going into this. He had 7 kids, and I’m 3rd from the bottom, and yet I was the one named to make the decisions and I didn’t learn any of this until he died. But that happening was a blessing because it kept me busy. I was fine at the funeral until my best friend walked in and for some reason when I saw her, I brokedown then gatherd myself together and haven’t cried once since. I believe the grief has passed, but not sure if I’ve really mourned since I still can’t bring myself to take his name and number off my cell phone.

Not normally this sharing about things like that, and probably wouldn’t have if I hadn’t seen your post. It just reminded me of some things.

jpf

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AKOSI’A’ Says:
January 29th, 2007 at 11:11 am

Repostig this from the old threads.

Tomorrow Is Not Promised

Sometimes people come into your life and you know right away that they were meant to be there, they serve some sort of purpose; teach you a lesson, or help figure out who you are, and who you want to become.

You never know who these people may be: your neighbor, child, long lost friend, or even a stranger who, when you lock eyes with them, you know at that very moment that they will affect your life, in some profound way.

And sometimes things happen to you, and at the time they seem painful and unfair, but in reflection you realize, that without overcoming those obstacles, you would have never realized your potential strength, or your hearts desire.

Everything happens for a reason. Nothing happens by chance or by means of good or bad luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness, as well as experiencing sheer stupidity; all occur to test the limits of your soul.

Without these small tests, whether they be events, illnesses or relationships, life would be like a paved straight flat road to nowhere, safe and comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless.

The people you meet who affect your life, and the successes and downfalls you experience, create who you are, and even the bad experiences can be learned from; in fact, they are probably the poignant and important ones.

If someone hurts you, betrays you or breaks your heart, forgive them; for they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to whom you open your heart…

If someone loves you, love them back unconditionally, not only because they love you, but because they are teaching you to love, and opening your heart and eyes to things you would have never seen or felt without them.

Make every day count. Appreciate every moment, and take from it everything that you possibly can, for you may never be able to experience it again…

Talk to people you have never talked to before, and actually listen. Let yourself fall in love, break free and set your sights high…

Hold your head up, because you have every right to. Tell yourself you’re a great person and believe in yourself… for if you don’t believe in yourself, no one else will believe in you either.

Create your own life and then go out and live in it! “Live Each Day As If It Were Your Last… Tomorrow is Not Promised.”
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What a beautiful post!! Thank you so much!!

Thank you to every one that has called to make a donation on behalf of Angie’s mom. I called Cedars Sanai to make a donation and the guy that took my information said Angie must have really good fans because they have been getting a lot of calls from her fans making donations since yesterday.

Angelina is a beautiful soul. I have thought so much about her situation where she started fending for her family at the age of 14. With a mother that has been suffering with an illness for 71/2 years, she has had to deal with so much privately. Her mother fell ill when she must have been like 23 years old. She became a U.N. ambassador at age 25 and has achieved so much without allowing her limitations to hold her back. The reason why I really want to pay tribute to Angelina is that a lot has been written about her struggling side especially with the fallout she had with her dad, while very little has been known about her struggles with her mother’s illness. The public however judge her relationship with her dad rather than judging the true picture of her situation. Dad must also have known about her internal struggles and could have kept things private.
Angelina is still vey young and she has come off all the negatives and turned her life around. I realize anyone who has enough heart to put themselves in her shoes will applaud and sympathize with her today. Today is a day of mourning and all we can do is to keep her in our prayers with regards to her dad.
I salute Brad for having a good heart to take care of her and I wish them and their family many,many more years of happiness together.
My heart also goes out to all those who paid tribute by sharing the stories of their lost love ones. Malibumom and Akosia, thanks for sharing.
To JJ, you are the best. Thanks for giving us a forum to share.
Rest in Peace, Angie’s mom.

I did not come here to give problems. I read here but does not write because takes too long and I need a dictionary. When we learns how of someone loses brings to the own pain again. We alone be able to explain our pain and experience as we have them. I do not give problems

from faithinher Says:

January 29th, 2007 at 2:01 am
Found at Souliejolie:

If you don’t mind, I would like to include a passage from Angie’s book, Notes from My Travels,” that I’ve always thought was so poignant. This took place when Angie was leaving for her first trip to Africa.

“My mom looked at me like I was her little girl. She smiled at me through her teary eyes. She is worried. As she hugged me good-bye, she gave me a specific message from my brother, Jamie. “Tell Angie I love her, and
to remember that if she’s ever scared, sad, or angry - look up at the night sky, find the second star on the right, and follow it straight on till morning.” That’s from Peter Pan, one of our favorite stories.”

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WOW!

I’ve been trying to give a donation to Cedar Sinai but my computer keeps crashing on me! Oh well, I’ll keep trying. Thanks for those posters who provided the link to the hospital…

‘A Mother’s Love will always reside in Your Warmest Memories of Her and Her Undying Presence in Your Heart and in Your Soul - For that No can Take Away’

Wishing Peace And Healing Time for Marcheline Bertrand’s Family

It’s so wonderful that everytime I check in, this thread is so inspiring and productive. This the only site I come to now that I have found it. A haven of peace for the BAMZS fans