I'm having serious issues with dead people.
Allow me to explain. Dead people are now sending messages either to me or through me in ways they never have before and I'm not exactly sure how I feel about that!
If you've read my last entry, you know that my friend, Roy went to great lengths to send a message to his fiance, Michelle from beyond the veil. It was my pleasure and honor to help in whatever way necessary.
This morning, I received another message from my friend, Tommy, that I hadn't been expecting.
Tommy had a bigger than life persona. He was, physically, the most beautiful man I have ever known. His personality ran the gamut of every aspect one's soul could possess. He was wildly impulsive, kind, incredibly funny and cruel. He depised Mayonaisse! He displayed a child-like innocence, while exuding undeniable sexuality. He loved to be the center of attention and it was virtually impossible not to notice when he entered a room. Both men and women were enchanted by him.
Tommy and I became friends while working out at the local gym. Our friendship grew when he pushed me to do "one more rep, you candy ass!" I didn't even know this man, but knew we would soon be good friends.
Several years ago, Tommy decided to move back to Georgia. I was saddened by his choice to relocate, but knew that he would never be happy here in New Jersey. We never lost touch after his departure, but these days people don't talk, they text or update their status. That was until this past January when Tommy's cell phone began to "butt dial" me on a daily basis. He left me a text message apologizing for the same and asked me to call him, which I did. We chatted for a while, catching up on what had been going on in our lives, but hadn't spoken since.
For the past couple of weeks, I have thought about Tommy often. So often so that it prompted me to visit his Facebook page today to see what had been going on in his life. Well, I believe Tommy wanted me to know what had been going on as well. He passed away suddenly 4 months ago...my heart was broken..
Tommy shared with me things that troubled him since childhood and in doing so, always left me with the image of a heartbroken little boy with full pouty lips and sad eyes that was perpetually looking for someone to take care of him and yet, he would often push away those who loved him most.