HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOAN PEZZECA (GRAM) 8/5/1933---5/12/2006
JULY 23, 2014: 11:00 am: LISTENING TO "RAIN" BY: BREAKING BENJAMIN
IN 2 WEEKS (AUGUST 5th), MY GRANDMOM WOULD HAVE HAD HER 81st BIRTHDAY. I COULD NEVER FORGET MY GRANMOM, SHE WAS AN EXCEPTIONAL WOMAN & I THANK GOD EVERY DAY FOR GIVING HER TO US. GRAM LOVED HELPING PEOPLE. SHE WAS ACTIVELY INVOLVED IN HER CHURCH & SHE LOVED CHURCH. SHE WAS NOT CATHOLIC BUT SHE WAS A GOD FEARING WOMAN. SO I KNOW THAT SHE WOULD HAVE BEEN PROUD OF ME. THE FINAL NUMBERS ARE IN & THE FUND RAISER THAT I PUT TOGETHER & RAN BROUGHT IN $1,300 IN PROFIT FOR THE ST. VINCENT DE PAUL SOCIETY FOOD NAMK ON ALTOONA, PA. NOTHING BUT COMPLIMENTS FROM STAFF & PRISONERS ON HOW GOOD OF A FUND RAISER SALE THIS WAS. $1,300 DOESN'T GO FAR IN THE REAL WORLD BUT I HOPEIT HELPS A FEW FAMILIES FEED THEIR CHILDREN. THATS WHAT MATTERS MOST TO ME. I TELL MY DAUGHTER STORIES OF MY GRANDMOM BECAUSE I WANT HER TO KNOW ABOUT HER. MY DAUGHTER IS SUPPOSED TO GO TO A NEW FOSTER HOME TODAY. SHE SAYS DAD, I'LL BE FINE. BUT I STILL WORRY. HER SOCIAL WORKER, TANYA, TOLD ME IN A LETTER THAT KRISTA IS VERY EXCITED ABOUT THIS MOVE & SHE REALLY WANTS TO GET A JOB. & I THINK THATS GREAT. I HAVEN'T TOLD KRISTA ABOUT THE YOUCARING.COM SITE THAT WE SET UP FOR HER. I DON'T WANT TO DISAPPOINT HER IF NO ONE HELPS SO I'LL JUST KEEP IT BETWEEN ME & MY BROTHER FOR NOW. I DID RECEIVE BAD NEWS YESTERDAY. WHILE TALKING TO MY MOM SHE INFORMED ME THAT HER CANCER IS BACK. SHE HAS A NEW FORM OF LEUKEMIA & I WAS AFRAID TO ASK HER IF IT WAS FATAL OR NOT. SHE WILL DO THE CHEMO & WHATEVER ELSE IS NEEDED BUT THE LAST TIME SHE HAD CANCER IT WAS SOMETHING CALLED (I'LL SPELL IT WRONG) MYELODYSPMASTIC SYNDROME. & IT WAS NON-FATAL. I COULDN'T BRING MYSELF TO ASK HER IF I WAS GOING TO LOSE MY MOM. WOULD MY DAUGHTER LOSE HER GRANDMOM? SHE HAS ALREADY BEEN ABANDONED BY ONE OF HER GRANDMOMS, SHE HAS BUT 1 LEFT. I CAN'T IMAGINE LOSING MY MOM. IT WAS A NIGHTMARE LOSING MY GRAM. WHEN JUSTINE WAS KILLED IN 2001 & MY GRAM DIED IN 2006, THAT WAS WORSE THEN BEING SENTENCED TO LIFE IN PRISON. I STILL REMEMBER THE DAY THE PRIEST CAME TO MY DOOR & TOLD ME, BOBBY, YOUR FAMILY CALLED, YOUR GRANDMOM DIED YESTERDAY. SO I'LL END WITH THIS, HOLD ON TO YOUR LOVED ONES FOR AS LONG & AS TIGHT AS POSSIBLE. WHEN THEY ARE GONE, YOU BEAT YOURSELF UP INSIDE WITH REGRETS. EVERY YEAR I HOLD HER PICTURE & SING HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY GRAM. SHE LOVED HAVING HER FAMILY TOGETHER ALL AT ONCE IN HER HOUSE. I TELL ALOT OF STORIES OF MY LIFE & MY PAST, IF ANYONE HAS A STORY TO TELL ME, PLEASE FEEL FREE. SOMETOMES WE JUST NEED TO TALK. TAKE CARE, STAY SAFEF & GOD BLESS. CIAO.