Friday, March 28, 2014

PJ Blog 2014 Comments

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72 comments:

John Zivic said...

New blog post for 2014 comments, starting with the 7th anniversary of PJ's passing ...

Anonymous said...

7 years, 7 LONG years, 7 years that have passed since you made us laugh! Love you.

Anonymous said...

7 years...seems like yesterday you were running around my office...and another year that my Dad will celebrate his birthday in Heaven...sure hope you two have bumped into each other...LOVE and MISS YOU BOTH...

Anonymous said...

Everyday in some small way
Memories of you come my way.
Though absent, you are always near
Still missed, loved and always dear.

It's been another year and it's safe to say,
I still think about you everyday,
I might not hope or even pray
I just love and miss you in my own special way.

Anonymous said...

ditto

Anonymous said...

Had a great time on your behalf tonite. Hope you were there with us!

Anonymous said...

Some days are harder than others. But, I miss you every day.

Anonymous said...

another sad day

Anonymous said...

graduations, birthdays, retirements, weddings...are you getting all this?!?

Anonymous said...

I miss you a lot...
There are so many things I wish you were here to see and experience with me.

Anonymous said...

7 years is such a long time, but sometimes it feels just like yesterday that you were gone. I miss you. Are you still coming around?

Anonymous said...

Love you

Anonymous said...

You seem to be hanging around, yes?

Anonymous said...

Party at your Papa's house...see you there on August 3!!!

Anonymous said...

Wow, 30 years ago we were waiting and waiting and waiting for you!! How can that be???

Anonymous said...

Love you

Anonymous said...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PJ!!!

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday, Dear PJ, Happy Birthday to You!

Anonymous said...

Miss you

Anonymous said...

Hope you are watching, enjoying and looking forward to next april and may, like the rest of us are!!

Anonymous said...

just love and miss you

Anonymous said...

What if?

Anonymous said...

just missing you, as always

Anonymous said...

Love you.

Anonymous said...

ajo als, seems a long time ago

Anonymous said...

Are you there

Anonymous said...

You are evrywhere the past few days

Anonymous said...

missing you, as always, can you see my tears falling

Anonymous said...

Another year of countdowns and it gents worse wit each passing year. Missing you and loving you.

Anonymous said...

We ate and laughed, remembered and shared - we all love you!

Anonymous said...

Thanks Cuz for your help in keeping me here to see another day... March sure is the month for Memories

Anonymous said...

been missing you so much

Anonymous said...

It's funny how this all works. Of course you dying had a great impact on myself, and everyone else who knew you. That much was anticipated. What was less obvious though was the ways in which that impact manifests itself. Every now and then I recognize aspects of my worldview that must have been informed by either your life or your death. It isn't always clear at first, but over time it sort of dawns on me. I ask myself "Why do I think this? Why am I so certain that life is this or that way?" and only after asking the question does it become evident that the answer is "Paul." Your life and your death have been greatly formative. This sounds morbid at first, but perhaps some beautiful things are also distressing. I am primed and poised to do some real things with my life and career. This is a consequence of my own hard work, but the drive required to do that work came from you passing. I'd trade it, though. Wish you were here.

Anonymous said...

I've been to so many graduations this month but all I can think of is YOU...the last time I talked, laughed, joked and hugged you...know that you are still very much loved and missed PJ...

Anonymous said...

I still can't understand why you are gone...so many losses this week reminds me you are not coming back home

Anonymous said...

There comes a time in life, when you walk away from all the drama and people who create it. You surround yourself with people who make you laugh, forget the bad, and focus on the good. So, love the people who treat you right. Think good thoughts for the ones who don't. Life is too short to be anything but happy. Falling down is part of LIFE...Getting back up is LIVING...

Anonymous said...

happy day to you dear PJ

Anonymous said...

I heard the songs, even if no one else did...thanks for joining us:-) Love you.

Anonymous said...

Love you Mr peed..... If they have to ask why , they just don't know.

Anonymous said...

I miss you. I miss our family. I miss my cousins and aunts and uncles so badly. It hurts more than I can tolerate and I dream about it sometimes. It's easy to want to escape. It kills me that I never got to know you the way I should have and it makes it worse that I have no relationship with your sisters. I hope you know I'll always love you. I'll never forget you. I'll always have room in my heart for our family.

Anonymous said...

"My friend just died. I don't know what to do," a young man said to gentleman he knew.

His reply:

I'm old. What that means is that I've survived (so far) and a lot of people I've known and loved did not.

I've lost friends, best friends, acquaintances, co-workers, grandparents, mom, relatives, teachers, mentors, students, neighbors, and a host of other folks. I have no children, and I can't imagine the pain it must be to lose a child. But here's my two cents...

I wish I could say you get used to people dying. But I never did. I don't want to. It tears a hole through me whenever somebody I love dies, no matter the circumstances. But I don't want it to "not matter". I don't want it to be something that just passes. My scars are a testament to the love and the relationship that I had for and with that person. And if the scar is deep, so was the love. So be it.

Scars are a testament to life. Scars are a testament that I can love deeply and live deeply and be cut, or even gouged, and that I can heal and continue to live and continue to love. And the scar tissue is stronger than the original flesh ever was. Scars are a testament to life. Scars are only ugly to people who can't see.

As for grief, you'll find it comes in waves. When the ship is first wrecked, you're drowning, with wreckage all around you. Everything floating around you reminds you of the beauty and the magnificence of the ship that was, and is no more. And all you can do is float. You find some piece of the wreckage and you hang on for a while. Maybe it's some physical thing. Maybe it's a happy memory or a photograph. Maybe it's a person who is also floating. For a while, all you can do is float. Stay alive.

In the beginning, the waves are 100 feet tall and crash over you without mercy. They come 10 seconds apart and don't even give you time to catch your breath. All you can do is hang on and float. After a while, maybe weeks, maybe months, you'll find the waves are still 100 feet tall, but they come further apart. When they come, they still crash all over you and wipe you out. But in between, you can breathe, you can function. You never know what's going to trigger the grief. It might be a song, a picture, a street intersection, the smell of a cup of coffee. It can be just about anything...and the wave comes crashing. But in between waves, there is life.

Somewhere down the line, and it's different for everybody, you find that the waves are only 80 feet tall. Or 50 feet tall. And while they still come, they come further apart. You can see them coming. An anniversary, a birthday, or Christmas, or landing at O'Hare. You can see it coming, for the most part, and prepare yourself. And when it washes over you, you know that somehow you will, again, come out the other side. Soaking wet, sputtering, still hanging on to some tiny piece of the wreckage, but you'll come out.

Take it from an old guy. The waves never stop coming, and somehow you don't really want them to. But you learn that you'll survive them. And other waves will come. And you'll survive them too.

If you're lucky, you'll have lots of scars from lots of loves. And lots of shipwrecks.

Anonymous said...

missing you and your dumb jokes

Anonymous said...

Missing you and just so sad

Anonymous said...

Happy New Year..another one without you!

Anonymous said...

missing you...hearing your favorite songs

Anonymous said...

Hey, you, quit being the big L, you know what I mean, and help your sisters out down here...your support and assist would be greatly appreciated!!!!

Anonymous said...

No, not 9 years...9 years with out you...no way, Jose

Anonymous said...

hard times, very hard times

Anonymous said...

Til it happens to you, how do you know how it feels

Anonymous said...

is that you that keeps closing my car doors?

Anonymous said...

You keep closing my car door, too! :-)

Anonymous said...

Hmm, anyone else experiencing strange car door behavior??

Anonymous said...

Well, you ARE a good excuse to get together for family, food and memories...we miss you always.

Anonymous said...

Well, woke up this morning smelling orange blossoms. Just a reminder that you're with your G'pa Phillips enjoying your eternal life! Missing you here, but KNOW you're safe and sound! Thank you for reminding me! Love you always!

Anonymous said...

Missing you...

Anonymous said...

I am thinking of you PJ on this Memorial Day Weekend, and I believe this prayer speaks volumes as to how I remember your sweet spirit:

I give you this one thought to keep.
I am with you still I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the sweet uplifting rush,
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not think of me as gone.
I am with you still in each new dawn.
Author: Massai Cheis

Love you!

Anonymous said...

WE had a great time watching the original Ghostbusters. I could hear your little voice in every phrase!

Anonymous said...

Missing you!

Anonymous said...

What are your intentions///

Anonymous said...

Get ready for some company. Our loss is your gain. :(

Could feel you in the room today.

Anonymous said...

The 2 Paul Mudds are together again!

Anonymous said...

Not sure Heaven can handle both Paul Mudds!

Anonymous said...

Missing you , my heart is breaking . A week already :(

Anonymous said...

Prepping your Party, Pauly. We're gonna party like it's 1977! Remember, when you could stay up 'til 3 am...

Anonymous said...

Hey, PJ, you better come, too.

Anonymous said...

Is there a blog for Paul Sr. ?

Anonymous said...

Grandma has joined you. She loved her two Pauls so much. I can't believe all the people who have passed over in the past 10 years. It's pretty lonely without all of you.

Anonymous said...

I thought of you with love today
but that is nothing new
I thought about you yesterday
and days before that too,
I think of you in silence
...I often speak your name
All I have are memories
and your picture in a frame
Your memory is my keepsake
with which I’ll never part
God has you in His keeping
I have you in my heart.

Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday PJ!!! Love and miss you...

Anonymous said...

Hope you are enjoying your birthday. You have quite a crew with you now! Love you!!

Unknown said...

Missing my two pauls

Anonymous said...

some days are still just unbearable

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