Finding your center

I told myself many years ago that I would believe in what I believe in and not worry about what others thought. I also learned to center myself when the world is chotic around me. I take 3 deep breaths and feel this energy in the center of me (some people call it your sakra) I usually can deal with what ever the crisis is.

My dad and me

My Dad's Final breath

It has been 2 years and 8 months since my father died of lekemia. Four of my sisters, my step mother, two of my dad's friends and their spouses were all there in the hospital room when he drew his final breath. My step mom and I were holding his hands when he passes away. My four sisters surrounded the bed with there hands on him. He made one last gasp for air, squeesed Cathy's (step-mom) and my hand than left his body. My sisters and stepmom exploded into heart wrenching crying. I couldn't . I bended over, kissed his forehead and said goodbye. I quess I felt I had to be the "strong one" since I was the oldest boy. I greived later on my own.

Missing one sister and brother


Husband, Daddy, Brother, Uncle, Friend and son.