Even as I write this, I'm not sure where to start or what I want to say. Sorry bloggies, I think I'm at a loss for words so I'll try to keep it short and simple.
A couple of weeks ago a dear friend of my best friend was murdered in Cd. Juarez, his name was Jorge Dieppa and he was a beautiful man.
Unsupported allegations have come out against this good man and I just wanted to say, NO - he was a very good man and his legacy speaks for itself.
I had the pleasure of meeting with him a few times, but I can't say I knew him well. What I can say is that there are a lot of people in this world who are better people for having known him.
There were so many facets to his life: husband, father, brother, uncle, pastor, mentor, translator, theologian, instructor, karate black-belt, master of the sword and he excelled in all of them.
I was so inspired by the outpouring of support and love from the community he lived in. It was truly incredible. Martie, his loving wife, was a pillar of strength for all. She has a faith in God that I can't even begin to describe, I can only say that I felt it - you could not help but feel that love.
So there it is bloggies, there it is. I'll try to get back to regular blogging and I know this is probably not the "bloggiest" topic but I kind of felt compelled to write it. Have you ever felt that way?
To honor Jorge, make sure to go forth and seize the day. What a beautiful legacy!