If........

Corrinne&janet,
Simply put.........BEAUTIFUL!
..Robert..
..Father, Son, Brother, Uncle, Nephew, Cousin..Was loved for his love and generosity towards others..But also remembered for his selfishness and greed.
He would give without others asking..But also take without asking others..He would of said he lived a life that was full..While others would say he lived a life unfullfilled..Even though he felt ashamed of his past..He also felt loved..This is how we remember Robert..Because this is how he would of wanted to be remembered..With honesty of who he was..
Darin,
I have never posted on this board, just done a lot of reading here. However, your topic has peaked my interest. I, like so many others, have to give this some time. I will return!
I tried to call you yesterday, just to say hello but the number I have is no longer a valid number. Just wanted to tell you that I was thinking of you.
Cyndi
Robbie, I like yours alot...honesty oozing!!!
robbie i just read your eulogy and you said you were ashamed about your past. your past is your past and to be ashamed of it is wrong. of course you will have done things your not particularly proud of but to be ashamed of yourself can be very dangerous, guilt can be a killer. be aware and make amends but ashamed - never. just my opinion. peace
Cyndi,
YOU'VE GOT MAIL!
Janet,
I agree! Robbie that was beautiful!
As a child, Jodi was such an intelligent, loving, kind-hearted and pretty little girl. When she walked into a room, people would smile. She had such big hopes and dreams for such a small child. What she wanted most of all was to be a loving wife, wonderful mother, and to be surrounded by good friends. She wasn't the type who needed big, fancy material things. She took pleasure from the simple little things in life.

Unfortunately, something happened. She lost her way and never managed to make it back. In her adult years, she lived with such inner turmoil that she had a hard time imagining that things could ever get better. She made feeble attempts to fight for peace and happiness in her life, but she always gave up before her dreams could be realized.

Although she will be greatly missed by her parents and her children, she is now at peace. Her soul is healed and her spirit is once again whole and shining brightly. Now she can know true freedom.

Jodi....absolutely stunning!!!

Keep coming back sweetheart, we love ya!
GO THERE ROB

I TOLD YOU "YOU ARE SO INSPIRATIONAL"

Best wishes

Emily



His life was one long set of GOOD INTINTIONS
My wish is that my final message is one that says.....
Cyndi loved life enough to fight her own demon, she suffered from a fear of being alone. Not alone as spending the day or even the week by herself but of living without love. As a child she weanted nothing more than to be loved and as am adult she found love....the love of a wonderful husband, the love of her children, and the love of her friends. Cyndi fought for her family, each one of them, and when others told her to walk away she refused to do so. Today her children know how to love because they experienced love. She didn't do it all the right way, and sometimes she enabled, but at no time did she give up the fight. Cyndi will be buried with her most favorite possessions...her great grandmother's rosary, her favorite picture of her children, her 'rock', and a can of diet coke!
Jodi,
Your post took me back to the first time I did this project. How raw and beautiful!
All the best to you!
Zekk,
Simple is always a great way to go!
Cyndi,
You gave me chills! As I read I thought of my mom but not in a sad way...reading your post reminded me just how BLESSED I was to have a mom like I did! You see...my mom used to walk ahead of me,afraid....some times she walked behind me,afraid....before she left this earth, she started walking side by side with me...hand in hand! Thank you for the tears of joy! Thank you!
Thatnk you! Thank you!
Darin
..Danny..
..Yes i am ashamed of wot i,ve done in the past..theres nothing wrong in feeling ashamed..it shows you care about wot you did in the past to your loved ones..i can live with my shame..because as i said..i also know that im loved and forgiven for my mistakes..so i can move on in life..my shame is part of me as much as my love..i can live with both side by side..but thanx for your comments..good luck..Robbie..
Darin
I finally done it haha.
I am not sure if right or not.I enjoyed doing it it reminded me of rehab when we had to do a life story.
I done mine on the coke board.

Emily

Hi ya Rob

I have not been too well i have terrible neck pain that is going down to my right arm.
I have a appointment for gp on friday i feel like crap.

Emily
Here Lies Darin Green:
He was many things throught his life and wore many lables in that time, some of which where good and not so good. Junkie,nigger,thief,dealer,horrible son,stealer,manipulator,kind,stupid,weak,sorry,loving,cold, smart,gifted,humble,foul mouthed,good son,talented,and classy....just to name a few. For so long he searched for love and a hero to show him the way through this beautiful struggle called life. He put good intentions into bad choices which always ended with bad results. Before he was any of the things you read above he was raised by a simple woman with power one could NEVER emagine. Through all of those labels she stood by him even when she had to walk away from him. She taught him well and though god called her home...he managed carry on and make peace with his past and find peace within. The one label that he left with smiling.........SATIATE! May he rest in peace......with his HERO!

Satiate:Filled To satisfaction
Hey Em,
YOU DID GREAT,It was beautiful!. There was no right or wrong way to do this...as long as it was done from the heart that's all that matters!
Thanks Fatms

I must be honest i have been thinking about it since you started the thread,haha have a good evening Darin

Emily
FOOTNOTE:
I feel I need to say that the "labels"that I listed were lables that were put on me by others...the good ones and bad ones throught my life. I hope my honesty did not offend.
Darin
no offense here Darin...I can only imagine how hard it is to be black (or should I say African American) I had alot of black friends, unfortunately they were my dealers and using buddies. I do have a wonderful friendship with the Office Manager at the real estate firm I was at. She is a loving, God blessed woman who has helped me through my addiction and my fears...I can always count on her to help me pray, and to pray for me. I love her so much, and miss working with her. I always helped her out with files and software programs that she didn't know. Hopefully now that I am working I will be able to either take her to lunch, or at least spend some time catching up with her. She is my special guardian angel.