I lost a friend to COVID-19
I first met Frank a night my sinuses were acting up again. He suggested essential oils and placed a drop into my hand and said spread it on your hands. He demonstrated cupping them to my face and breathing in fully. For the first time in weeks, my head didn’t hurt. I sang beautifully. I’ve used oils ever since.
That was just one example of Frankie‘s kindness. There were many others over the years but not as often. His schedule had changed. He worked nights.
He didn’t talk about it but he was a behavioral health specialist and probably saw a lot of crazy stuff. I think singing was his escape. His voice was ours.
I’ll miss you Frankie. The world is dimmer without you.