So it’s almost been a month since Frankie went home to the heavens, and the reality of it all is finally settling in. The immediate weeks after a loved one dies are so consuming with tasks and obligations that you don’t really have time to absorb the reality of what has happened. Arrangements, the funeral, the cleaning out of a residence, thank you cards and just trying to find some part of normalcy takes all your energy. Then the dust settles and you realize that what has happened is real. No more holding hands, no more making him smile, no more comforting touches. That’s the part that cuts through the heart. You know that this time was coming and your brain tells you over and over that this was for the best, that he wouldn’t want to live that way. But our hearts tend to overshadow our logical thinking. The heart tugs and tugs at you saying, “no, I’m not ready to let go”! That’s our human selfishness getting in the way.
Frankie would have loved his farewell. I should say that he did love his farewell, as I am sure he was watching and was proud of his family and friends showing how much he touched their lives. The outpouring of love and support was truly beautiful. They always say that the funerals are for the living, not the departed. And I find that to be so true. You garner a lot of strength from those that gather to celebrate having that person in their lives. That’s when you realize that one person can make a big difference in another persons life. He touched a lot of people in so many different ways and it was a wonderful celebration of his life. For that, I am very grateful.
But, life goes on and and I don’t think we ever truly let go of that person as we face each day. That’s not a bad thing, if we keep it all in perspective. I’m a believer that our loved ones are with us every day, be it a parent, spouse, child, friend or partner. That they are right there helping us go about our daily routines and occasionally sending us messages that they are just fine. It’s us, the ones that they leave behind that need reminding that they are the fortunate ones, in a far better place and at peace alongside those angels. God has a plan for each of us, and when our job here on earth is done, he graciously brings us home. I am ever so thankful that God chose me to have the opportunity and privilege to help and love Frankie during this incredible journey that he had to endure. My life is better because of that. I learned a great deal from this and as much as my heart aches that I can’t hold his hand anymore, I know he is watching over me and all those that loved him.
So my message to all of you is that life so goes on and in reality it goes by very quickly. Don’t waste time on silly little troubles, be grateful for every day and for everyone in your life. It can change in a heartbeat and some one once told me:
If you want to make God laugh, tell him your future plans!!!!
Have a blessed day and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for all your love and support through this incredible journey with Frankie ❤️