In August it will be 4 years that I lost my beloved brother.And what is so strange before he died,he called me on that sunday.He called me Sunday..the 18th of July and he told me that he was going.I did not know what to say.ANd then I asked him-what would I do? Frank told me this"You have to learn to live without me." When he said this,I knew that his struggles would soon be over.He was just one heck of a brother and he also told me before he died to leave Brad when I still have the time.My boyfriend Brad then and now has got a drinking problem.At Christmas,he was picked up by the seattle police department for his 3rd DUI and it hasnt been good since.Frank told me that this would happen,but things are getting to be a little better.Brad has been sober for two months and told me that he would never drink again.He does not know how I miss Frank and I cannot tell him.But everyday I cry and cry and think of all of the things that we did together.And Frank had one dream before he died-he wanted The Mariners to win the World Series! Heres to you,Bubba and I miss you! You were the best!
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