Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Frankie, I heard you this morning. And, if its true...please be there and help me through it, please.
I need your strength right now, please.

Friday, September 25, 2015

i MISSED YOU WHEN I BLEW OUT MY BIRTHDAY CANDLES. I MISS YOU EVERYDAY, EVERY HOUR, EVERY MINUTE, EVERY SECOND....I MISS YOU SON. I MISS YOU.

Monday, September 21, 2015

Everything I do, until the day I die....will be done with you in my heart and soul. I will surround myself with love by giving it. I will be the best I can be each and every day. I will be true to myself, and try to always be in the present moment. I love you Frankie. You are not just a memory, you are living energy, and I feel you all around me and our loved ones, each and every day. My little brown eyed boy...

Friday, September 18, 2015




I miss you every second of every day....but Fridays are the most painful. You were born on Good Friday, and left us on a Friday, and I will always especially miss you on a Friday....I love you, my son. Always and Forever....

Thursday, September 10, 2015

As long as I'm living, so will you....
I miss you more than words could say.
Please be in a heavenly place. Please let it be a real place, so we can all be together again someday...
Please please please.

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

"They say that everyone dies two times. Once, when they stop breathing, and a second time, a while later...when their name is spoken for the very last time...."

I read this, and I cannot stop thinking about it. I say your name each and everyday many many times, out loud and in my head.

Now, after reading this, I will say the roll call out loud every time I think of someone that I have loved and lost.

 I cant breathe from missing you Frankie. Help me.

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Jackie is at oma and pop pops house for two days. Camp is over, and his "school" starts again. Frankie, I hope you can see him from wherever you are. He is a smart, empathetic, funny, and handsome boy. Just like his Dad and Mom.... You are in his eyes, and soul. I showed him a book I made for him. It has lots of photos of you in there, and him, and his mama. He said, "That's MY Dad...MY Dad! " And he would kiss your pictures...It broke my heart, yet made my heart leap with a bittersweet joy.....
He is going to be your LIVING LEGACY....He will make a huge difference in this world. I can feel that...Your boy.