Oh my goodness, Julie, what an amazing tribute! 🙏❤️ I feel so honored to have gotten to know Franz through your story. And now he is a role model for me...to deeply appreciate and cultivate every little pleasure. I really loved that he chose a route to drive by your house. It wasn't even with the intent to stop in, but just to drive by! There's something so sweet and loving about that. I know that the dead love when we tell their stories. It really matters and is such a huge part of the collective healing. Thank you for doing this work! I'm sending big huge hugs to you and Rob and the whole family during this time. 💖💖💖
Jenna just now seeing this. Thank you so much for your words here and our conversation yesterday. To be able to share in written word Franz's story and to talk yesterday... really has been healing and clearing for me. Important to honor the dead, our relationships to them and the process of grieving. And back to the stories you mentioned yesterday, there is something primal about that. I can see our ancestors around the fire sharing stories of their loved ones that have passed. Story telling, myth, remembrance, song... this was an essential part of living back then. A missing piece it seems in our current culture. Yes, lets bring back the stories and the story telling! Letting the stories shift, change and transform into new ones... Letting them become part of our DNA! Jenna, so appreciate our friendship. Love to you! ❤️
Thank you dearly Sam, I appreciate your kind words and prayer here. Writing this piece really supported me as I moved with the initial days of his passing. He was like the father I never had but wanted, and for the past 35 years he was that, a gift!
There is so much love and emotion in this story Julie, it’s so beautiful. Franzs story will live on so that he will be remembered for years to come. His ability to survive and then thrive after what he went through is amazing and his love shines through. Sending you lots of love.
Thanks Louise, I feel the love. Appreciate it more than you know. And you are so right, what stood out for me too was that ability to survive, and then to live the rest of this life thriving in joy, love and laughter.
Deep gratitude for this touching tribute to Franz and Anna. Resilience indeed. A miracle that with all of that, he continued to express love and the joy of living. Much love, Julie and many blessings to you and your family. 💗
Thanks Becca. Yes! I first heard Franz's survival story years ago. He was generous in the sharing of it. That time, it molded him in a very powerful and beautiful way into the man he became. I truly miss him, more a father to me than my own.
Oh my goodness, Julie, what an amazing tribute! 🙏❤️ I feel so honored to have gotten to know Franz through your story. And now he is a role model for me...to deeply appreciate and cultivate every little pleasure. I really loved that he chose a route to drive by your house. It wasn't even with the intent to stop in, but just to drive by! There's something so sweet and loving about that. I know that the dead love when we tell their stories. It really matters and is such a huge part of the collective healing. Thank you for doing this work! I'm sending big huge hugs to you and Rob and the whole family during this time. 💖💖💖
Jenna just now seeing this. Thank you so much for your words here and our conversation yesterday. To be able to share in written word Franz's story and to talk yesterday... really has been healing and clearing for me. Important to honor the dead, our relationships to them and the process of grieving. And back to the stories you mentioned yesterday, there is something primal about that. I can see our ancestors around the fire sharing stories of their loved ones that have passed. Story telling, myth, remembrance, song... this was an essential part of living back then. A missing piece it seems in our current culture. Yes, lets bring back the stories and the story telling! Letting the stories shift, change and transform into new ones... Letting them become part of our DNA! Jenna, so appreciate our friendship. Love to you! ❤️
In honour of the grief and love you hold side by side in your heart, Julie.
In honour of the hope and resilience Franz gifted the world - his family, his friends and now us.
In honour of the journey ahead for the Schmidt family as you all navigate the Road of Grief and signposts that come up.
Thank you for sharing your family with us all. 💖 I hold you gently and send you love .
Thank you dearly Sam, I appreciate your kind words and prayer here. Writing this piece really supported me as I moved with the initial days of his passing. He was like the father I never had but wanted, and for the past 35 years he was that, a gift!
Sending you so much love. xxx
There is so much love and emotion in this story Julie, it’s so beautiful. Franzs story will live on so that he will be remembered for years to come. His ability to survive and then thrive after what he went through is amazing and his love shines through. Sending you lots of love.
Thanks Louise, I feel the love. Appreciate it more than you know. And you are so right, what stood out for me too was that ability to survive, and then to live the rest of this life thriving in joy, love and laughter.
I do believe you were meant to share his story at the time. What a precious gift.
Wonderful, heartfelt tribute. Blessings to you and your lovely family, Julie.
Thanks so much D.C.! Amazing that death can be so beautiful and painful at the same time.
Beautiful. I am nearly in tears. So much love to you and your family 🥰
Thanks Erica, I really appreciate it.
Sending you much love and light Julie❤️🙏🕊️
Thanks Camilla, I feel it!
Deep gratitude for this touching tribute to Franz and Anna. Resilience indeed. A miracle that with all of that, he continued to express love and the joy of living. Much love, Julie and many blessings to you and your family. 💗
Thanks Becca. Yes! I first heard Franz's survival story years ago. He was generous in the sharing of it. That time, it molded him in a very powerful and beautiful way into the man he became. I truly miss him, more a father to me than my own.