Monday, August 5, 2013

A Rollercoaster in July

I can't begin to tell you how many mornings since my last post, that I wanted to write what's on my mind and soul.  The month of July 2013 will forever be etched in my mind as one of the happiest and one of the most sorrowful.  On the 13th, my wonderful son married his amazing bride and for days we were swept up in a flurry of activity, preparing for the morning of the wedding.  I cherished every moment of it.

They went on their honeymoon and we followed their trek via facebook, while on the home front  we put our house back in order.  A week after they returned, my new daughter (in-law) made a special dinner for us which included many Korean dishes from her roots.  Delicious...I love tasting new food from around the world.  Life seemed so normal and hopeful as we basked in each other's good fortune and love.

A beautiful meal prepared by my daughter-in-law

Little did we know that the forces of evil would arrive via a phone call a few hours later in the middle of the night, early Monday morning.  I don't remember my mother's exact words, but the pain in them was indescribable.  I admit, at first I thought something had happened to my dad, then she barely got the words out that my brother had shot himself.  All I could do was repeat the words, "Oh my God" and "WHY"!

One of my favorite sayings is: "God does not give us more than we can handle"....This past week has been a test.  I've experience a gamut of emotions, some I don't ever care to have again.  Then there are times when I feel God's presence and I know He's taking care of all our friends and family.  I'm sorry to write such a morbid blog entry but I hope you can understand that, for me, it's part of a cleansing and healing  process.  I know happier days are ahead and it will take some time.  Please say a prayer, especially for my parents, and hug your loved ones.....because you never know.


  1. Dear Wendy,
    All of our thoughts and prayers are with you,your sister and your parents. I am so upset by this news as well. I'm sure not too many people remember but the whole time we were neighbors in Placentia, your brother was my very best of friends, I spent every free moment I had with Dave and they were all good times. Yeah he was a few years older than me and he could have turned me away, being that he was old enough to drive and was the most popular guy in Auto Shop and Machine Shop. Believe me all the guys his age wanted your brother to fix their cars up to 'Go-Fast' like only he new how. But above all that, he had "me" as his friend. I didn't quite understand it but it sure made me feel like the coolest 13 year old out there. I'm not sure how many years it has been since I've seen your brother but when I saw him at J&L's wedding we instantly started cracking our selves up again just like we always did way back when. My sister sent me a picture from the wedding of your brother and I with arms around each other and huge ear to ear smiles on both of our faces. If I had any inclination at all about the deep pain he must have been dealing with, I would have never ever left his side.
    Please know that me and the rest of my family love you from the bottom of our hearts and if there is anything I can do for you and your parents in this time of need, do not hesitate to call.
    Love Peter

    1. Pete, I'm speechless by your memories of Dave, and your heartfelt words and prayers. I, too, had no idea about the depth of his pain, but I do know that he enjoyed seeing you and Michelle at the wedding and I'm thankful you were able to come and reminisce the good times you had together. It's just so sad he wasn't able to walk away from the one person who "pulled the strings" and find happiness with the woman who, I believe, was still out there for him. Thanks again, for all your love.