A Bridge for Warren’s Family

A Bridge for Warren’s Family.

A Bridge is designed to carry someone from one side to another, generally over or across steep or dangerous terrain. Warren’s Family finds themselves having to traverse this new and unknown territory of life without their husband, their father, their provider. They are in need so let’s build a Bridge to help get this family to the other side.

If you have been touched by the life of this family, help me to give them a financial cushion to ensure that they have what is needed until they reach the other side of financial security.

Thanking you in advance,

Warren’s Other Mother

His Mother-in-Love,

Aysha




Forever missed.

On July 22, 2021 Warren Anderson, Jr, made his transition for this life to the next. He left behind to cherish his memory and to carry his legacy his wife, Janelle and their 3 children (Jasiya 14, Jourdan 8, and Jaxon 6). His family was his life. His love will forever be with them and the financial support that he provided, like his presence, will forever be missed. Though the family maintained life insurance, due to the acceptance of a new position, there was an 8 day lapse in his life insurance coverage. He passed on day 4. 

Words From His Wife

I explained grief as a "pitcher full of our own tears" to our children.
Every time we think of you and we feel the tears fall, we pour a little from that pitcher.
Every time we stop those free falling tears, we put the lid back on the pitcher. Constipating the flow.
When other people wish to share our grief, because they love you, they unintentionally pour into our pitcher.
Our goal as a family is to empty our pitchers every day so that we can deal with refills as they occur.
Sometimes refills come as memories, as moments when your absence is felt the most, as a smell, as someone who knows you and wishes to share their smile.
The pitcher will ALWAYS be there.
And stopping the pour will cause irrecoverable damage. Overflow is the least of the problems that an overfilled pitcher can have.
You put enough liquid pressure behind anything and you can destroy the vessel. Shards will fly to places and go undiscovered for centuries.
So we learn to empty this pitcher every morning.
I emptied my pitcher yesterday, while I completed your walk home my love. And now when I brace for a pour... Nothing comes out. I can talk about you now without worrying I will drown in the pour.
The elephant no longer sits on my chest threatening to crush the air from my lungs. He's just in the room.
Today will be better than yesterday.
My pitcher is available now.