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Monday, October 22, 2018

Day Time Memories Of The Heart

Book 90 - Special Edition Post







Philippians 1:3 - 5 - 3. I thank my GOD upon every remembrance of you. 4.  Always in prayer of mine for you all making request with joy. 5.  For your fellowship in the gospel from the first day until now. 











I found myself like any other day sitting around doing nothing but spending time with my son Zachary and watching Cold Case. I love watching Cold Case, because it gives me a chance to catch up on unsolved cases from the past times that no other person want to solve. While I watched Cold Case, I began to think about some of the times I spent with my FATHER. I miss him so much. But...there's nothing I could do to bring him back. He's gone forever.

Finally I'm starting to accept the fact that's he's gone forever. I know now I must move on now with my life. It's been hard to fathom sometimes, knowing that I'm never going to have my FATHER back in my life again. I'm missing the smell of barbecue every single day that I want a piece of chicken, or pulled pork. Life as I know it will never be the same as it was and how I saw it when my FATHER would always stand in his front yard barbecuing, telling jokes and laughing with his old friends from his high school days.

So many memories still cloud my mind when I think of the time when my FATHER was in the hospital off  and on for the last six months of his life. All and all...the memories of my FATHER'S "last" stay in the hospital was terrible, but all and all was forgiven, but never forgotten. I found myself in that mode for forgiveness...for my now ex aunt (of whom I choose now not to mention) Mrs "POA" aka Power of Attorney. I added another aunt of whom I believe...chose to scheme from my FATHER'S accounts while he was alive. I now found myself not wanting to talk about, or mention their names, or what they did to my FATHER the last days of his life.

I find myself wanting peace more than I want to talk about what these two women did to my FATHER. I feel as though I just want to move on with life and let GOD and his son JESUS take care of their indiscretions. I know I would finally feel better about what's going to happen to my ex aunt's when reaping and sowing for what they had done to my FATHER will come to past. But...the memories of my FATHER will always going to be there no matter what I do, or how I see it. As I mentioned before, it's been hard of my immediate family trying to fathom without my FATHER, or to live without his jokes, his laughter and his world famous barbecue.

I'm going to continue praying amongst myself and with my immediate family and I will move on from this. I can no longer talk against what has past tense. It's better to move on and let GOD and his son JESUS take care of everything and everyone who caused us sorrow. I find myself more happier than I've ever been in my life. I just want to find peace to live with the death of my FATHER and move on.

Saturday, October 20, 2018

The Mind Of Guilt And Conspiracy

Book 89








Proverbs 21:26 - 21. He coveteth greedily all the day long: but the righteous giveth and spareth not.





I thought that my sister and I would be over our FATHER'S passing, but...I guess not. Who could get over losing a parent from this world? I know that one day we all must go. There is no way around it. It's just the reality of life as we live it to our extent in the way GOD wants us to live.

My sister and I think of our FATHER more often than anyone could ever think of losing a loved one...more the less, a parent. His death did a number on our lives and it was so hard to explain the magnitude of all the events that occurred during his sickness until his death on December 4, 2016. When we thought all was well with finding some comfort after our FATHER'S passing, then all of a sudden, the unexpected came completely out of the blue. My sister and I found out some things about what really happened to our FATHER the last six months of his life. With the news my sister and I received would make any one's stomach turn, and I already have an stomach ulcer confirming this notion of any one's stomach turning upside down and inside out.

In the course of what happened to our FATHER and the events leading up to his death 5:00 am that early Sunday morning on December 4, there were still missing pieces of our puzzle that we couldn't complete. After a while after our FATHER'S death, each piece Sherri and I started receiving by people who wanted to share their thoughts and concerns with all the course of events that happened during the time our FATHER fell totally ill on June 22 while he was cooking on his unique handmade barbecue grill (A kitchen on wheel) on that day, until he suddenly passed away on December of 2016. Sherri and I try to put all the pieces of our puzzle together. Every piece fit snuggled by this one missing piece we both couldn't find. We looked every possible direction for resources of this missing piece and why our FATHER suddenly died.

That question remained totally anonymous by the one who had the answer the entire time Sherri and I searched with many different resources we could use to get the truth, so that my family and I could be at peace with my FATHER'S death. Here are the resources found leading up to my FATHER'S death that I got to share with everyone. With information that corresponds to the first piece of our puzzle that Sherri and I received. We began to investigate and to find some of the facts surrounding what was done to our FATHER during the course of his sickness. Starting from June 27th, the second piece of the puzzle was received when my family and I found out that my FATHER was admitted to Lakeland Regional Medical Health hospital five days after the fact and nobody in our extended family told us that he was in fact admitted to the hospital, being that my FATHER didn't live with us at the time to make it easier for people to understand this post.

We had thought that he went out of town as usual. My FATHER would always call the house and tell us when would plan and leave town to places like Biloxi, Mississippi to one of many casinos he visited, Las Vegas, Nevada, or on one of his many cruises to Cancun or Cozumel, Mexico, or the Grand Bahamas with people other than his own family. With that said briefly...let me get back to what I was talking about in this post. From the time my family and I found out that my FATHER was admitted into the hospital, I made plans to meet with the entire hospital staff, supervisors and managers who were caring for my FATHER during his course of stay there at the hospital. My family and I wanted to find out why he was admitted and what was going on with him.

The appointment was schedule for three days after my FATHER'S admission to LRMH. Then all of a sudden...I get this call from the hospital Administration telling me that they (the doctors, nurses and management) couldn't take a meeting with my immediate family and myself because of a Power of Attorney labeled and taken over my FATHER'S health by none other my ex aunt Minnie Lou Wright. This was over a my FATHER'S live immediate family. That was the third piece of the puzzle my sister and I received before it was too late for my immediate family and I to take charge of my FATHER's well being. The news from hospital administration upset every one's stomach in our home.


It made my mother Ruth totally angry with my now ex aunt. This was also the night my we visited my FATHER in the hospital. He looked as though he was suffering from his pain my family and I knew in fact that my FATHER had cirrhosis of the liver and he was at stage four level, nothing else...nor would we get any more information unless we asked my ex aunt about the details of my FATHER'S health. It was a shame and with the puke in our mouths that this woman (ex aunt) went over my own mother's head to take charge of my FATHER'S health so that we couldn't get any information of his health at anytime, unless we asked her about it. Then I found out from my brother's wife while we were in the room, saw some money clutched in my FATHER hand while he was laying in his hospital bed. Hours later...it was missing.

Then I thought, "I often wondered why didn't my sister-in-law get the money out of my FATHER'S hand and gave it to my mother?" That was a question that remained in my heart and in my mind as time went on. That was the fourth piece of the puzzle received when my sister-in-law told our family of the missing money that was clutched in my FATHER'S hand. There were so many people in his room that night. I got an idea of who stole that money that night and she (not the ex aunt who took Power of Attorney over my FATHER'S health) was sitting very close to my FATHER'S hospital bed.


That was as time went on from the first of many hospital visits my FATHER endured, he made a call to my brother was the time when he came home to his place of residence. My FATHER was very talkative and he seemed well at the time. My brother and his wife was there with him on my ex aunts permission to visit with our own FATHER at his home without her being there. My brother and his wife had asked about what was our FATHER'S plans just in case he passed away for his immediate family. Our FATHER would never answer my brother, or his wife at all about his final plans for his immediate family.


The fourth piece of the puzzle was not difficult to fathom. My FATHER mind had been taken over by his sisters in question. Nothing that my sister, brother, my sister-in-law, or what my mother said, made a difference to my FATHER anymore, as so it seemed. Only to his nieces and nephews of whom paid him a visit mattered to him under a lot of circumstances. At the time...my FATHER'S silence was pretty much okay with his immediate family. Then all of a sudden...we started getting notion that my FATHER'S sisters started taking over everything, including his health and finances.


Everyone in my extended family's inner circle, started backing out of the grasps of the Power of Attorney, except my two ex aunts. And from that particular moment...all hell continued to break lose. Monies started disappearing from my FATHER'S accounts. More like scheming for that last six months of his life. Twenty-three hundred dollars just don't disappear just like that. Bills got paid I know, but where did the rest go?


The fifth piece of the puzzle was obvious. Now we know enough to convict the culprit who stole from my FATHER financially. Family and I now want nothing to do with her as well. Thanks to the two people we have in the world who gave my immediate family and I the information we needed to know and understand that there are people who say they love you and then turn around a put a huge dagger in all of our backs. No more we have to offer in love to these two women who caused us so much pain.