Tim's Family Needs Your Support

I don't know where to start as I live a fairly private life.

I don't talk about my feelings ever but some crazy reason I have found that thays the only way and no way around it but to face it square on.

Those who know me, know that this is not my first rodeo. My first loss prior to Tim was due to alcoholism, luckily I was not there when it happened but still, a loss is a loss. Last thing you expect is for history to repeat itself to this extent. But I find myself back to square one suddenly without a plan, just a strong drive to keep my head above water for these kids.

Background:

We abruptly lost Tim yesterday (others call him Timmy, Bonzo, Leffler or Brother).

What was to be a quick trip to the walk in, turned into our final 3 hours together.

While in the waiting room, we both had our masks on like the day we met (middle of the rona chaos in 2020 at La Fogata Mexican Restaurant in Waynedale Indiana.. I looked at him and said "here we are again, its just like the day we met" we echanged glances like it was the first time all over again. The time period that brought us together is what ultimatly took him away. He tested positive for the Rona, pnemonia and multiple blood clots in the lungs which ultimately blocked both his aortic valves.

At the blink of an eye he was gone,

3 kids no dad, a 2 income household just became one.

No rhyme or reason.

No tacos after the appointments, no "just a nights stay".... just gone.

I had gone through all my photos and clicked on all the ones Tim would have killed me for sharing.... you know, him with "that cat I can't stand" or cuddling with "that dog that needs to go". GOFund me limited me to so many photos so I shared the ones that included those that meant the most to him.

His kiddos and significant other jess-me.

Anyhow im rambling.... I don't get mooshi but here I am blubbering like a child who is about to pass out from one of those hyperventilating crying after a good a** whoopin.

Tim had lots of ups and downs throughout his life and had finally settled into a family role and was comfortable. We were on oir way up in the world. He was a father to his first born Brylan and gained a Step daughter Rylinn and soon after he had a spunky son, Leon.

During the short but eventful time together we nose dived Into traveling to the mountains, fall festivals, trying new food places-primarily pizza, joind the reptile hobby and most recently coins.

He enjoyed learning the in and outs of everything. His knowledge for history of coins, military artifacts, and numbers advanced my expertise lol.

You give him a coin type, date and rate and he could go find it and most likely find a better deal.

To him is was a challenge and he had to figure it out.

While learning about currency and coins he adopted several brothers and sisters within the community (hi Fam). He made a point to try to stay in contact with everyone and keep up to date with his brothers and I enjoyed hearing about everyone's achievements and sometimes downfalls. I

joked with him about hearing things he would repeat more than once... or maybe that was me. . . I repeat myself :) . . . I belong in a home in a few years don't mind me (I have a horrible sense of humor sorry).

Anyways, if you are able to donate to help me keep life afloat for a couple weeks or months to help bridge the gap in loss of second income I would greatly appreciate it and if you can't, a share goes a long ways!

Arrangements are being made tomorrow 8.13.25

And I will be sure to update

Thank you,

Jess