Updates: (everyone else is doing it. LOL)

Well, as most of you know, heard or have read, my father passed away on the 11th of June. A day I will NEVER forget. After almost a month of planning, calling family, and grieving, we are having his memorial THIS Thursday on the 2nd at 11am. We weren't sure what time it was going to be, until this past Sunday after my mom talked to the Pastor. So, now everything is set and we are ready to honor him as much as we can that day. It's been rough and I have my days where I do nothing but think of him and how sad I am that he is NOT here, but I get thru it and keep on truckin'. I miss him more and more everyday. People say it's supposed to "get easier" but to be honest, I think it only gets easier to hide the tears and the pain because I feel it everyday. My mom brought him home in his urn last week. It is SO nice and on the outside is a place for a picture. We placed the picture of him in his white tux at my brother's wedding in it. He is in my moms bedroom safe and sound, where she can say goodnight to him everynight and good morning when she wakes up. It's going to be a good service and I hope whoever reads this and WANTS to attend that they do. Please call me or my brother and we can give you directions. :)

On another note, I am back to work, doing well, and as happy as I can be most days. If there are any other updates that I have MISSED out on, Ill be sure to add them in another blog sometime soon. I will also add pictures of me and my dad when I find them all. :) I want to make sure I have them saved as many places as possible and so everyone can see them. :)

<3
Maggie

In Loving Memory

Joseph Matthew Flynn
12/15/1955-06/11/2009


As most of you know, my amazing and loving father, Joseph Matthew Flynn, passed away on June 11th, 2009. I am DISTRAUGHT. Sad. Emotional. Confused. Angry. Depressed. There are just too many feelings that are going thru my head and heart to describe. I am literally fighting back tears while I sit here at work, catching up, and trying to get back into life's routine. We don't know what happened yet, but we will get the results back from his autopsy in about a month.

Since it happened, I find myself feeling regret about not spending enough time with him, not telling him that I loved him enough, and not telling him good night before he laid down and went to bed that night. ALL he EVER did was love me, my brother and my mom WAY too much and wanted nothing but the best for us. Even though he wasnt rich with money, he was rich with love and gave nothing but that EVERYDAY. I miss him more and more as each day goes by. I know my dad would not want me or the rest of my family to sit around and mope. He would have wanted us to be happy and keep on living with huge smiles on our faces. I just know I am going to miss HIS smile, his laugh, his stories that he loved to tell over and over again, the way he would get mad when me and my brother used to fight, the way he would yell at me when I was behind on my bills and being irresponsible, (which was all the time), the way he would ALWAYS make sure I was ok with GAS, FOOD, LIFE, because if not he would try and give me HIS money to make sure I was, even if it was the last few dollars in his wallet. What I will miss the most is the way he loved us all SO MUCH. To me, he was AMAZING. He was the BEST pool player I have ever encountered and the best dad anyone could ask for. He told the lamest jokes, would always yell "WHAT!!?" because his hearing was going out, and he tried to repeat things I said, but it wasn't what I said at all, because he thought I said something completely different then what came out of my mouth. If you don't understand, I guess you had to be there.... LOL. he was cheesy, sweet, funny, sarcastic, and always had food in his mustache. He was SO great and I am going to miss everything about him. He was there for me thru the hardest times and I appreciate everything that he has ever done for me. He wanted nothing more than for me to be happy and live my life the way I wanted. I am like him in more ways than one, ESPECIALLY in the NOSE area. LOL There were so many GREAT qualities about my dad that I wish everyone would have gotten to see. There are so many more memories and stories that I could write out but then I would be at work ALL night. LOL He is going to be missed forever. May he rest in peace.

I love you daddy,
ALWAYS AND FOREVER
Maggie

The Box.

Today I went to a meeting for work. As I was FALLING asleep to the boring conversations of talk about: retention, percentages, enrolling students, referrals, and all other things that don't apply to my job ALL that much, we came to the end of the meeting. Our new campus director, Charlie, wanted to close it with a few words. I don't know him all that well, I just know he tranferred from somewhere and came to work for our FAB campus! LOL He then presented us with a slide show. It had pictures of where he was born, Vietnam. He stated, as everyone knows, that the war ended in 1975, the year he was born. He went into how he was homeless for the first 4 years of his life with his mother and 2 brothers. He then went into all the insecurities he had growing up from there. Not knowing his father for the first 6 years if his life because he was deep in the jungle, getting nothing more than D-'s on his report card but STILL graduating, learning English at the age of 16 and and getting better as each year came and went. After graduating he went to lunch with his father and his father thought he should become a mechanic because he was called almost last at his graduation for his low grades. The Box is a way for him to basically say, "step out of your box". All his insecurites, like everyone elses, should be confronted and defeated. I mean it sounds easier than it is, but he made it seem so simple.

I guess my point of this blog is, it made me think. We all have insecurities that need to be confronted. They come out in the wrong way. We blame others for them or become egomaniacs and try and control people THRU our insecurities. We all need to step outside our box and face everything. It just goes back to the book I have read called: Face the Fear...and Do It Anyways. We get scared, worried, feel low, and have shitty days. We need to wake up, smile, and make the best of life. Live one day at a time and just soak in the world.

Anyways, thats my time.