Live Like Bella

ImageWhat does it mean to Live Like Bella? Live Like Bella means to eat something and enjoy it, savor it, go play with gusto, even the simple things. Do them and enjoy them. Learn something new, get out of your comfort zone and enjoy life. 

I have never met Bella. I knew her only through her Facebook page that her friends and family put together to help raise awareness about childhood cancer and for support through prayer for sweet little Bella. Even though I never met her in person, I feel like I know her. This is because she touched the lives of 10′s of thousands of people around the world. These are some of the things I knew about Bella and this would make me a Bella Believer. 

  • Bella loved Red
  • She loved Mickey Mouse and Minnie Mouse
  • She loved her dogs named Mickey and Minnie
  • Her favorite ride at Disney World is Small World
  • She was honorary chief of police in Miami
  • Bella has a sister named Rayna
  • She loved to belly laugh
  • Bella smiled even during the worst times
  • She loved to dance
  • She loved to sing
  • She started a campaign for fun Band-Aids for sick children
  • Bella’s dad wrote a book about Bella called ‘Why Not Me” A True Story about a Miracle in Miami. Her dads name is Raymond Rodriguez -Torres
  • Bella loved the Miami Heat
  • Most of all when I think of Bella, I think of faith through the eyes of a child. She showed more faith and grace than many adults that are completely healthy. 

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Bella Rodriguez-Torres died after a 6-year battle with rhabdomyosarcoma, a cancerous tumor of the muscles that are attached to bones. “Bella didn’t lose her battle with cancer but instead won the reward of an eternal life,” her mother, Shannah, told CBS

This was a post that brought tears to my eyes for a few reasons. “‘When he had received the drink, Jesus said, ‘It is finished.’ With that, he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.’ Bella has now joined Jesus in heaven. She went peacefully, surrounded by love, right after our beloved Father Craig finished praying. Please pray for us now for the strength and peace to continue to #LIVELIKEBELLA.” This post that she is now with Jesus was sad in the way that her family won’t get to see her on this earth, but they will in Heaven. Tears of joy comes because I know that she is healthy and without pain. She is with the Lord where the best place would be. 

ImageSupporters of Bella began to “Live Llke Bella,” a motto for pursuing everything that life has to offer. the Miami Police made me want to live in Miami. They reached out to Bella and her family. She was their chief and they raised money and awareness for childhood cancer. They still do this. It brings tears to my eyes to see them escorting their chief in a tiny red coffin. 

Bella has a way of make me look at things differently. I may have health problems, but I have the Lord and there are so many far more worse off than I am. Bella NEVER EVER GAVE UP (NEGU). 

I recently lost someone close to me and I have chosen to remember the good things about Frankie and all those that I love. Life is too short to let anger and bitterness take control. Maybe because of my faith in Christ, I look at things differently. I don’t know. But I do know that I want to Live Like Bella and not focus on the me stuff. Even on my worst days I can thank and praise the Lord. 

Thank you Bella for being such a positive example of faith and love. Thank you Bella’s family for sharing Bella with us and allowing us into your life and into hers. If you would like to watch a wonderfully put together video about Bella, check this out. 

This is what Bella’s Mom Shannah read at Bella’s Funeral- Her love for Jesus and compassion for others always reminded me of Mother Theresa. 

  • “People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.
  • If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
  • If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway.
  • If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway.
  • What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway.
  • If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway.
  • The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.
  • Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway.
  • You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.” Mother Theresa

“And even though this world is cruel and hard, #LiveLikeBellaanyway” Shannah (Bella’s mommy)

Fathers Day Thoughts

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Happy Fathers Day Dad- My dad Dennis

With Father’s Day almost upon us, I wanted to take a few minutes to write about things that I’m grateful to my own husband, dad and father in law for. The more I began to think about how my father was and father in law was, the more I started to understand how wonderful God our Heavenly Father is to us.

As a child we take our fathers for granted. When I think of my father I thought of a guy that worked hard for what he got. He seemed tough on the outside, but every so often he would so the softer side. Dad taught us that we needed to know about cars. It didn’t matter that most of us were girls. That was an even better reason to understand and know how to fix a car just in case.

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My father in law helping Jessica put something together… He sure did love his grand daughters

When I think about my Father in Law Harold, I think about a man who had a rough exterior and didn’t show much emotion. But when my daughters were over there, you could see how much he loved them. When we would go home from visiting them, he would have his head hung low and I could see how lonely he was and how much he enjoyed having us all around. He passed away around Fathers Day in 2004.

God isn’t one to pass up a teaching opportunity. Yesterday I was at Gunlock State Park here in Southern Utah. There was a father and son in a fishing boat. I asked the father if I could take a picture of him with his son because it was their first time.

ImageI could see the excitement on his young son that couldn’t have been over 5 yrs old. Once they made it to the shore to set up their tent, the dad was obviously a well experienced tent put together kind of guy. Along comes his son with his little tent poles and working hard at getting it put up. Together they set up their camping site and was on to bigger and better fish to fry, literally.

It’s not easy teaching a boy how to become a man or, but this dad was trying to find a way. It may take gentle coaxing, it may involve some kicking and screaming, but in the end. Teaching your son how to grow is both the greatest blessing and challenge God can give a father.

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My husband Chuck

I bet some are thinking I would leave out my husband when it comes to this Fathers Day post, and I might have, but won’t. Chuck and I have been married for almost 33 yrs. We have one daughter that we had naturally and one we adopted. He has always loved them both the same. Chuck has a rough exterior too, but actually a big teddy bear when it comes to some things. He has always been easier on the girls than I have been. Maybe because they are girls, but he does love them and would not hesitate on decking someone if they hurt them. They may be in their 30′s, but they are still his girls.

A father is someone who will always be there, firm but with arms open to say, “I love you. I will always love you.”

Share your Favorite Fathers Day Memory

Birthdays- I HATE Them

ImageSome of you may know this, but maybe not all. This week is my birthday and I don’t want to hear about it. You would think since it is my birthday I would be happy about it. Some say it is just another number and they think I should be wearing a smile on my face and be in a festive mood. I will forewarn anyone out there, this is not the case with me.

There are people out there like me that have mixed feelings, and can be downright bitter and unimpressed. Again, I forewarn you that this is me.

Usually, birthdays would bring us or me to a place where you look back and take stock into how our life has gone. For me at-least, milestone birthdays such as the 30′s, 40′s and not even going there brings a different reaction from me. Again, I for-warn anyone that this is me. It is not pretty at all.

Just because one person who turned a milestone may be excited, consider the fact that not everyone is like this and it is not funny to the one who has to hear it all the time. Some may perceive these days as joyous and that is NOT me. Again, I forewarn you, I do NOT perceive this as a joyous day. Just letting everyone know right now.

Then I have my friend Jennifer who has a birthday just a few days before mine and she is all happy and excited about that. Me on the other hand is happy for me, but I know my day is fast approaching and that stresses me out tremendously and has a way of changing my entire mood.

33552944While others may love celebrating their birthdays and milestones, don’t expect me to react the same way, because it will NOT happen. And if someone thinks it is funny to go out of their way to make a big deal or the sorts, they may not like my reaction one bit. I find absolutely no humor when it comes to this and some may not like my reaction if they think they are being funny. I have some friends who think it is a funny thing and that my feelings and thoughts are unwarranted and let me say this to them RIGHT NOW! I will not react in the way you want!!! And if you want to upset me and slam the door in your face or such, just keep mentioning it.

My husband thought he was being funny by putting my picture in the paper 10 yrs ago for my birthday and let me tell you, that was not a good moment for anyone in my house. He got NO sex for three months and I am still very angry and bitter over it.

A simple happy birthday if someone must say something is all it takes. The rest can be left out, because I’m far from happy about it and it just isn’t going to happen. Thinking it is funny to mention and say things will only make the day much more miserable for me.
I’m just forewarning everyone how I react and I don’t take it as a good day whatsoever. I don’t need ideas on how to make it a better day or how I shouldn’t feel this way. It doesn’t matter! I need no antidotes or anything of the sort. I had someone tell me once to get over it and then smile. Let me say this, “I do NOT get over it!” If those who think it is funny and disregard my feelings on things, just know that my thoughts will go to the point of wondering if a friend is a friend or if someone respects my feelings. That would tell me they do not respect my wishes and could care less about what I think or feel.

No Cake is Needed, No Cards are Needed… I need NO reminders! I took it off of Facebook for a reason! If I don’t answer my phone on my birthday, know this is the reason and I’m in a very foul mood and best to leave me alone.

Signing off on this topic…

Opening Doors for Stangers

This week has been interesting to say the least and way out of my normal way of doing things.

Verses on helping others; 

  •  Isaiah 25:4 “You have been a refuge for the poor, a refuge for the needy in his distress, a shelter from the storm and a shade from the heat. For the breath of the ruthless is like a storm driving against a wall.”
  • 1 John 3:17 “If anyone has material possessions and sees his brother in need but has no pity on him, how can the love of God be in him?”
  • Proverbs 14:31 “He who oppresses the poor shows contempt for their Maker, but whoever is kind to the needy honors God.”

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Frankie a few years back and he is holding his nephew Malachi

Some of my posts lately has been about this young man that I have loved and continue to love that passed away. He made a choice that is hard to understand. His family has been coming together in some ways, while others are angry and hurt and for good reason at times. 

When Frankie’s parents let me know that his Uncle Dave was coming into town to visit. He brought with him his wife and daughter. They came down with very little money and means. They knew they needed to be here to support his sister Tina and his niece and family members. I have never met them, but something or someone put it on my heart to offer to let them stay at my house. Little did I know that they have been sleeping in their car and have so little when it comes to putting gas in their car. Now, I have no money to help, but I do have a bed, and food. So I offered to let them stay and they accepted. 

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Frida May and her daddy Dave

They were praying for God to help them make this trip possible and to help them find a place to stay and food to eat since they would have nothing to spend. They are Godly people that believe in the power of prayer. Even their 5 yr old daughter will break down in song and prayer in a moments notice. It has been nice getting to know them and to learn more about what it is like where they live and their views. Not to sure on the whole eating possum thing though. I think I will leave that to them. 

Because they are here visiting family, my house has been crazy. Some of Frankie’s family members don’t get along and there are a lot of hurt feelings, anger fear, and all the things that go along with the knowledge of loosing a son, father, brother, friend, nephew and such to suicide. My house has been a place of mediation and a safe place for them to meet up. Seeing everyone together makes me thankful for my family and sad for his in many ways. I wish they could find the place in their heart where love once resided in their hearts. I know it is there. But a lot has happened and it is clouded right now. 

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Anne, Elycia and Frankie

My deepest prayer and hope is that they can heal and be a family. All families have issues and fights, but I know that Frankie would have loved to have everyone get along. And I have also seen a warm side to Anne over this week. I only met her a couple times and liked her before. But lately, I have been seeing how much of a warm person she is and even though she has a temper and says things in a different way. I see in her eyes and hear in her voice that she is a person who loves others. She loves her daughter. She is in a scary place in her life right now. She lost the one person she loved deep in her soul. She lost the father to her daughter. She is basically homeless and has very little means to support herself. Anne is a person I would like to get to know better and I think there is more to this girl than meets the eye. Anne is in my continued prayers. I know that she will be a wonderful mother if given a real chance. She is strong and I have seen she has a strength about her. I guess I just look past some of the angry remarks and realize how much she is hurting and she needs someone to be there for her. Not to take away from her, but to help her along the way and be a friend. 

But this week has been strange because of this and my house has been crazy. But not in a bad way. I have learned from my house having so much diversity and this little girl Frida May has shown me why God loves the children. She has such a genuine love for the Lord. 

  • 1 John 3:1  See what kind of love the Father has given to us, that we should be called children of God; and so we are. The reason why the world does not know us is that it did not know him.

God has also shown me this week that even when I think someone is a lost cause, that I’m wrong. Nobody is a lost cause. Everyone is worth being prayed for. God can change anyone and can use a bad situation and turn it into something positive. I don’t know what God has planned, but I have to say “I’m pretty excited to see what is in store”. 

Romans 8:26-27

  • Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know what to pray for as we ought, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words. And he who searches hearts knows what is the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God.

I would like to ask anyone that is willing to keep them in your prayers. This family needs to be covered in prayers. God knows and understands what the needs are. I pray that they can heal, find peace and know that they are loved. 

Should We Be Like Our Friends?

ImageHow important is it to share everything that goes on in a persons life? I think this could be a loaded question. The reason I say this is because at times if you share too much, you may find those that you care the most about are no longer there. There is only one person who I know of that won’t turn His back on me and walk away. And that person would be Jesus Christ.

This has been a debated conversation between me and a few other friends on private chat on Facebook. Some of the things that we all found is that there are some subjects that shouldn’t be told to others, unless you want to put your friendships on the line. There are some things that are too much for the normal person to handle.

Some of the things that came into the conversation is spousal abuse,rape and control freaks. This is a topic that can be very difficult to share with someone. Even if you have known that someone for many years, it is a topic that makes others uncomfortable with. Once you start talking about this topic or other difficult topics it is almost like a wall goes up. They don’t always know what to say or how to help the person going through these things. Or they want to go in and save the day and make everything better. I’m this type of a person. If I hear of someone that I care about that has been hurt, I want to find a way to help them. This isn’t always the best option.

What I find hardest and most of those that took place in this conversation agreed that it is hard to listen and not want to be proactive. Like many I have shared personal feelings,experiences and details of my life with friends. Thinking that it would be safe with a certain friend or group. But that isn’t always the case. It may be safe to talk to them about what is going on in our lives, but watch the subject matter.

I have one particular friend that has been in my life for many years. Then I began confiding in her and I guess I didn’t go at the pace of getting things resolved or the way she wanted me to do it and it has been over a year now since seeing her. After sharing this with some friends, they said they have had the same thing happen to them. They thought the friendship was strong enough to be honest and open, only to find out that the friendship couldn’t weather the honesty. I felt bad for one of the friends in this conversation. The reason is that she never told anyone about her husband and how abusive he was to her. They were married only 10 or so years. She needed to talk and she chose to talk to someone she thought she could trust and that friend went to the husband and shared what was being said. Needless to say, the husband later confronted his wife and she was in the hospital because she was beaten by him. He told her to never speak of the things that went on in his home or it would be worse later. I could see why this woman wouldn’t trust anyone after this happened. Why would she?

I felt bad for my friend who was having a horrible time and was being beat on an almost daily basis. She no longer lives in the same state as I do, but we still talk. She talked to her friends in Colorado and once she told them of her problem, they began to build a wall. They wanted a friendship of ease I guess and one on their terms. Is that what friendship really is about? Is it right for a friend who says they are your friend to walk away because it wasn’t like they wanted? To me, if a person does that it doesn’t mean they are friends in the same way and each are looking for something different. One friend wants to be the one to save the day and the other just needs someone to be there and to be able to talk to them about anything and not be afraid to share.

I was telling my friend in Colorado that not everyone is looking for the same thing in a friendship. It is almost like a marriage. Some are in it just for the fun of it and others for the long haul.

When my friends and I were talking, I told them that I have gotten to the point of not really opening up about things that have and are going on in my life. It’s safer and that makes it so that my friends don’t have to feel like they are having to save me. I don’t want the kind of friend that is there only when I’m in need or in trouble. To me a friendship is more than that. My friend in Colorado is that kind of a friend. I can call her up and tell her how horrible things are. She will listen and then she gives me stern advice and tells me what I need to hear, not what I want to hear.

ImageThen our private chat got onto those kinds of friends that are toxic. Wow, I sure have had enough of those in my life. You think they are good friends and you confide only to find out they are a Jekyll and Hyde type of person. They are only friends for what they can get out of it. They want to be the savior of the friendship and seem like they are kind hearted and would risk themselves for their friends. Watch out for these people. They can be dangerous and hard to spot. It’s almost like a  Munchausen by proxy, but it is really a  Munchausen by friendship. They will do anything they can do to be seen as the best person in the world and willing to sacrifice themselves for their friends, family members or whoever else. There have been times that people that have Munchausen Syndrome went to far and killed the person by doing whatever they are doing and it got out of control.

It was an interesting conversation that night. It did make me realize that we need to guard our lives and heart. I’m not trusting at all when it comes to talking about deep problems and things that are better left unsaid. That way they don’t come back and haunt you and you don’t have to relive it all over again. I have concluded that there are some things better left alone. Because one of who I thought was a dear friend is someone that I never see. And I’m pretty sure it is because of all the drama and the sensitive subjects and me being unwilling to do what she wanted me to do in the time she wanted me to do these things.

I did learn a lot from that friendship and I will always see her as a friend. I learned what to say and not to say. Many times I felt like my faith wasn’t strong enough or good enough like hers was. Which now when I think of that, I think that is far from the truth. I just have different issues that God is aware of and I do things differently. I don’t have to be accepted or answer why I don’t do this or that. I had many sleepless nights over her questioning my faith and if it was more of just words instead of actions. There are times I wonder if people understand how much a simple comment like that can bring a person down. Especially when all you want to do is please God and then someone tells you in a weird kind of way that the kind of faith I have isn’t good enough for God.

One of my other friends said it right. She said, ” we aren’t the same and God loves us for who we are.” We aren’t expected to be like each other. We are our own person. When my friend asked me to really look at my faith and how I’m all talk and no action, I need to remember some important things. For instance, I need to remember that I’m not her and I’m not expected to be like her. Then I know I have my days when I wonder if God is listening to me and if He is there. And that answer is yes, He is there. He is just waiting for me to figure out things. And lastly, I need to remember that nobody can judge our faith in Christ unless they are Christ. Actions do speak louder than words, but there are times we need words to help us understand. I have many days where I feel like Job and question things. And to close this up. When a person says you have to trust God, you need to do that. When I look at trusting God I realize that even though I gave it all to him, there are things I need to do. We shouldn’t sit by the sidelines and do nothing. I told my friend this too. And don’t let others judge you based on what they think is the right faith and trust. They have a different life that is normal to them. They have different experiences and some live in different countries, states and cities. I let her statements get me down and would question everything I said and did. Was my thinking right or wrong. Was my motivation for myself or for Christ? This is all very consuming mentally and physically. I kinda hope my friend will read this or stop in sometime just to say hi. I don’t see that happening though.

This particular friend of mine does have a good heart that is filled with love and compassion. There wasn’t much she wouldn’t do to help out and I do miss seeing her. My door will always be open to good friends, not toxic ones.  I don’t think she knows how much she meant to me and it wasn’t because she was there to help. It was because she demonstrated the true likeness of Christ. I guess I just wasn’t on the same page as her and may never be.

For my friends that I was having this conversation with last week, it was nice to chat with friends who don’t want to change who we are. But they want to pray and be there for each other.

Definition of  Munchausen;

In Münchausen syndrome, the affected person exaggerates or creates symptoms of illnesses in themselves to gain investigation, treatment, attention, sympathy, and comfort from medical personnel. In some extreme cases, people suffering from Münchausen’s syndrome are highly knowledgeable about the practice of medicine and are able to produce symptoms that result in lengthy and costly medical analysis, prolonged hospital stay and unnecessary operations. The role of “patient” is a familiar and comforting one, and it fills a psychological need in people with Münchausen’s. This disorder is distinct from hypochondriasis and other somatoform disorders in that those with the latter do not intentionally produce their somatic symptoms.

Risk factors for developing Münchausen syndrome include childhood traumas, growing up with parents/caretakers who were emotionally unavailable due to illness or emotional problems, a serious illness as a child, failed aspirations to work in the medical field, personality disorders, and a low self-esteem. Münchausen syndrome is more common in men and seen in young or middle-aged adults. Those with a history of working in healthcare are also at greater risk of developing it.

Arrhythmogenic Münchausen syndrome describes individuals who simulate or stimulate cardiac arrhythmias to gain medical attention.The syndrome differs from malingering, in which a patient fabricates symptoms for an apparent purpose, such as financial compensation, absence from work, or access to drugs.

A similar behavior called Münchausen syndrome by proxy has been documented in the parent or guardian of a child. The adult ensures that his or her child will experience some medical affliction, therefore compelling the child to suffer treatment for a significant portion of their youth in hospitals. Furthermore, a disease may actually be initiated in the child by the parent or guardian. This condition is considered distinct from Münchausen syndrome. In fact, there is growing consensus in the pediatric community that this disorder should be renamed “medical abuse” to highlight the real harm caused by the deception and to make it less likely that a perpetrator can use a psychiatric defense when real harm is done. Parents who perpetrate this abuse are often affected by concomitant psychiatric problems like depression, spouse abuse, psychopathy, or psychosis. In rare cases, multiple children in one family may be affected either directly as victims or as witnesses who are threatened to keep them silent

Finding Joy in Troubled Times

ImageFor those who know me personally, you know that there are health issues and such that I deal with daily. There are times when I wonder if my middle name is Job and somehow my name must be in the book of Job. Then, at the same time, I can’t help but be grateful for those times that I have struggled and even gotten upset with God. I didn’t understand why things were happening as they were and why those who were addicted to drugs, alcohol and porn didn’t have these problems. I guess there are some things that we may never know and I had to change my focus from me to what God had planned for me. Not saying I know this still to this day.

ImageWhat I do know is that because of the things in my life, I have been given the opportunity to meet people who have the same type of medical problems or know of someone. There are many types of people in my life that I would never have known and wasn’t really interested in knowing. We weren’t like minded. But then, what if all those people God put in my life when I was younger and still to this day, would I be the person I am and have the faith I have? How all those people who made bad choices in their lives may need to have more time or someone to show them that the only way through this and to find hope and joy is with Christ alone? Maybe they just needed extra time and someone to point them in the right direction. Showing them who God is through music, prayer and witnessing is a way to help others see that joy can be found and it is possible, even on those gloomy days there is hope.

I find truly amazing is that God knows that music is what comforts me during times of sorrow, anger, tribulation and joy. When I drive in my car, I have music on that helps me keep my eyes upon Jesus. Even on those days that seem dark and gloomy at times Jesus Christ has promised to never leave us or forsake us.

Take a look at these great scriptures:

  • Psalm 46:1 (Daily Affirmation)

God is our refuge and strength and ever present in times of trouble.

  1. Psalms 126:5

 Those who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy.

  • John 16:33

 In the world you have tribulation and trials and distress and frustration; but be of good cheer [take courage; be confident, certain, undaunted]! For I have overcome the world. [I have deprived it of power to harm you and have conquered it for you.]

For some reason when we focus on our problems too long they seem to get bigger and insurmountable. When I think of my problems I choose to focus on things I am thankful for.  I’m not saying this is always easy to do, but it does help with those times when everything seems out of control and gloomy. 

In Honor of Frankie

481504_10151718914970668_767128980_nLast week some of you may have read my blog that I did on Frankie. I have been thinking about him and the choices he made when he decided that he wanted to leave this world.

The reason I have been thinking about this is what his letter to everyone said. He didn’t want people fighting and wanted some resemblance of peace. I can see how he would have wanted that. In his life he has had many ups and downs. I’m not going to go into those ups and downs though. I will say that he loved many and had no problem telling them that. But out of everyone I think he loved his daughter the most. And this is where my thinking has taken me.

For me, I would hope that his daughter will know that his father loved her deeply and that she grows up in a world that will offer her unconditional love. I hope that somehow through all the angry posts, hurt feelings and hateful words that she will know how important she is and was to Frankie. When Frankie wrote that he wanted everyone to get along, I do hope this happens. He didn’t want fingers pointed and for others to blame each other since it was his choice.  All this fighting is doing no good and for me, it seems like Frankie has been lost in the shuffle somewhere. I have tried to not feed into the frenzy of angry words. I do that because I want to remember Frankie for who he was and is, not the anger and fighting that is going on.

There have been some really harsh and hurtful things from so many people and it really bothers me that it has come to this. Maybe I feel this way because I see things differently and have known others that have committed suicide. I honestly don’t think there was anything anyone could have done to change this outcome if a person was set on doing this. He made the ultimate choice that has changed the lives of those around him and in his life. I’m not going to say it was selfish because I’m not in his head. Everyone reacts to things differently. Mostly I’m sad for him and that he felt that was his only option and that there was nobody that he felt he could go to.

There has been no service planned for him as of yet. I think I would be a bit Leary to go to it anyhow because I would be afraid of what I would walk into and what kind of battle would ensue when everyone got together.

I did make a short video in memory of Frankie and hopefully those he loves will be OK with what I did and how I put it together. While making it, I had to be true to myself and make sure that it was something appropriate for all to watch. I do hope they understand.

Click here to see his video…