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We are born unknowing of what lies ahead for us. Some times we face tragedies. We soon realize we have to
deal with it and live.
I have been an RN for almost 18 years. It was my way of soothing others who have faced tragedies. I have a
wonderful husband and two terrific sons. Life keeps me busy, preoccupied. Therefore, no time to mourn
anymore.
That's life.
My parents and sister are fine. We all have strong convictions that have gotten us through this. Although
today, January 18, we will cry together, and we will remember Gabe.
I wish he could be here. I wish he could meet his nephews. I miss him just as much today as I longed for him 23
years ago. But that is the seflish part of me. I want him here for me.
However, amongst all the turmoil and sadness, there is a celebration. I am happy for my brother. He is where
there is no pain, no sorrow, no tears. That is what gets me through.
As far as guns: I am not for gun control. I am for gun education. But my brother knew he should have checked
that chamber before assuming no bullet was in it. I saw that in his eyes the second the gun fired. As so many
people say, "It was meant to be." It was his time. So, if not a gun, it would have been something else.
(I'm almost 42. I am firm with my beliefs. So, no matter what anyone says on the contrary to those beliefs, I
close my ears.)
I have never asked "Why?" God has His reasons. I, a mere human, probably wouldn't be able to understand
the Almighty's reasonings anyway. So, the whys don't matter to me. We just learn from them. And we toughen
up. We also hide and disassociate ourselves at times from those things and/or places that are too painful to
see or hear. I have not played the piano since August 17, 1982.
But, I have picked up the art again of pencil/paper, and now digitally. I dab in poetry at times, too.
So, my thoughts on my brother's passing are as his memories with me. Bittersweet.
Thank you for stopping by and sharing this with me. These few lines and pictures of my brother are long over
due. I have placed this site at the beginning his birthday. And I hope to add to it as time goes by.
God Bless. Written: January 18, 2006
deal with it and live.
I have been an RN for almost 18 years. It was my way of soothing others who have faced tragedies. I have a
wonderful husband and two terrific sons. Life keeps me busy, preoccupied. Therefore, no time to mourn
anymore.
That's life.
My parents and sister are fine. We all have strong convictions that have gotten us through this. Although
today, January 18, we will cry together, and we will remember Gabe.
I wish he could be here. I wish he could meet his nephews. I miss him just as much today as I longed for him 23
years ago. But that is the seflish part of me. I want him here for me.
However, amongst all the turmoil and sadness, there is a celebration. I am happy for my brother. He is where
there is no pain, no sorrow, no tears. That is what gets me through.
As far as guns: I am not for gun control. I am for gun education. But my brother knew he should have checked
that chamber before assuming no bullet was in it. I saw that in his eyes the second the gun fired. As so many
people say, "It was meant to be." It was his time. So, if not a gun, it would have been something else.
(I'm almost 42. I am firm with my beliefs. So, no matter what anyone says on the contrary to those beliefs, I
close my ears.)
I have never asked "Why?" God has His reasons. I, a mere human, probably wouldn't be able to understand
the Almighty's reasonings anyway. So, the whys don't matter to me. We just learn from them. And we toughen
up. We also hide and disassociate ourselves at times from those things and/or places that are too painful to
see or hear. I have not played the piano since August 17, 1982.
But, I have picked up the art again of pencil/paper, and now digitally. I dab in poetry at times, too.
So, my thoughts on my brother's passing are as his memories with me. Bittersweet.
Thank you for stopping by and sharing this with me. These few lines and pictures of my brother are long over
due. I have placed this site at the beginning his birthday. And I hope to add to it as time goes by.
God Bless. Written: January 18, 2006
