I have been trying to write this blog for a few days now, but each time I start the tears come, I shut down the computer and think of a life taken way to soon.
TJ was in his twenties and was father to a four-year-old little boy, CJ. His friends say that he was headed back to Seattle after getting his son in Ohio. Passing through he told people, but ended up staying much longer. Why did he stay? No one knows, but I hope it is because he found a family and community that loved him and took him in as one of their own. When I listen to people talk about him he is described as, true friend, the best father who loved his son very much, someone they loved and loved people back.
From what I understand, TJ was out with his friends earlier Saturday. They had a beer or two and during this time, methadone was put into the beer. Weather intentional or not no one knows at this time. He came back to the shelter, laid down in the back parking lot against the wall and even though many checked on him from time to time, he slipped away from a drug overdose.
No matter what happened we have to remember, He was a friend, someone’s son, grandson, a father, a friend and a child of God, all who loved him very much!
He was family and the lose hit hard with those on the streets. I see the hurt and sadness in their eyes, so you hold them a little tighter and reassure them they are loved, cared about and will never be forgotten.
There will be a memorial service for him at the Corpus day shelter on Friday at 11:30, in the back. We will gather as friends and family and say goodbye to this life gone to soon. We will morn and overtime the pain that is felt by this void in our hearts will ease, but that void will always remind us of the precious gift we received by having him in our lives, even if it was for a brief time. TJ you were loved by so many and I pray that you felt that love while you were still with us.
The street community set up a memorial wall at the spot TJ passed away, many heart felt and letters of love cover the wall.
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6 comments:
I came here from Frankie's blog, and God bless you for all you do.
My son was a junky (in prison now), and through the kindness of people like you he is alive today.
I feel obligated to give back now, but it was not always so. God showed me humility through my son.
Thank you Lou for your kind words. I am sorry to hear your son is in prison, but grateful that you still have him. God shows us many things thru these wonderful people, I have seen God's heart and have learned to see thru His eyes. I go to serve, but I feel guilty sometimes that I am the one walking away feeling blessed by them. Many God bless you as well as your son many times over.
I am sorry to hear about your friend. It hurts so deeply - I wish i knew why life is so hard most of the time - But it is what it is... and for those friends left here - we have to live life to the fullest of our call. we all feel the pain and thank you for giving a voice to the homeless who otherwise would die unnoticed by most. julie
you are do for a new post sister..(i am too)
miss ya
frankie
Yeah..Yeah Frankie I know. I have a lot of things I want to say, but sometime I don't know how to put it into a post. It has also been a week from hell and I have not had the energy to do much of anything. I promise I will write something soon........ :)
denie,
i know the feeling. someone asked me to guest post and im doing 100 different things, including healing..
hey, life is good... enjoy it.
frankie
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