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This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Mark Bonilla who was born in California on January 27, 1956 and passed away on May 04, 2007 at the age of 51.He will be forever Loved and NEVER forgotten.(My Soul Mate)
http://www.rockyou.com/my_gallery.php?instanceid=69336922 MY LIGHT WENT OUT MAY 4th,2007..Pam Bonilla (Wife) I WISH YOU WERE HERE
I WISH YOU WERE HERE.
WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GO?
THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS I JUST WANT TO KNOW.
LIKE, ARE YOU OKAY?
IS HEAVEN REALLY IN THE SKY?
DO YOU LOOK DOWM ON ME?
DOES IT HURT WHEN YOU DIE?
WILL YOU BE MY GUARDIAN ANGEL?
YOU CAN TEACH ME HOW TO FLY..
I CANT WAIT TO TOUCH YOU AGAIN. THE STRUGGLE TO UNDERSTAND SUICIDE By Father Ron Rolheiser, OMI July 17, 2005
Every year I write a column on suicide because, among all forms of death, it's still the one we struggle with the most. How can suicide happen? What makes a person take his or her own life?
Suicide, no doubt, is the most misunderstood of all deaths and leaves behind a residue of questions, guilt, anger, second-guessing, and anxiety which, at least initially, is almost impossible to digest. Even though we know better, we're still haunted by the feeling that suicide is the ultimate act of despair, a deed that somehow puts one outside the family of humanity, the mercy of God, and (in the past) the church's burial grounds.
When someone close to us commits suicide we feel both pain and shame. That's why suicides are often not reported publicly. An obituary is more likely to say that this person "died suddenly", without specifying the cause of death. This reticence to admit how our loved one died speaks deeply about both the pain and shame that we are left with after the suicide of a loved one.
To lose a loved one to death is painful, to lose a loved one to suicide is also disorienting.
What needs to be said about suicide? A number of things need to be re-iterated over and over again:
First, that suicide, at least in most cases, is a sickness, a disease, a terminal illness that takes a person out of life, as does any terminal illness, against his or her will. In essence, suicide is death through emotional cancer, emotional heart attack, emotional stroke.
That's why it's apt to say that someone is "a victim of suicide". Suicide is a desperate, if misguided, attempt to end unendurable pain at any cost, akin to throwing oneself through a window and falling to one's death because one's
clothing is on fire.
Suicide is an illness, not a sin.
Next, those left behind when a loved one commits suicide should not unduly second-guess themselves, anxiously examining over and over again what they might have done differently, why they weren't more present, or how they somehow failed the one who committed suicide.
Part of the anatomy of the disease is precisely the pathology of distancing oneself from one's loved ones so that they cannot be present to the illness.
When a loved one commits suicide we can't help but ask ourselves: "If only I had been there! Why was I absent just on that morning?" But we weren't there precisely because the person committing suicide did not what us to be there and picked the moment, the venue, and the means precisely with that in mind.
Besides, we're human beings, not God. People die from accidents and illnesses every day and all the love and attentiveness in the world sometimes cannot not prevent someone we love from dying. Suicide is a sickness and, like cancer, sometimes cannot be cured by any amount of love and care. Knowing this isn't an excuse to rationalize our failures, but it can give us some consolation in knowing that it wasn't our neglect or inattentiveness on a given day that led someone we love to suicide.
Finally, we should not have undue worry and anxiety over the eternal fate of our loved ones who commit suicide. Why not?
First, in most cases, as we know, suicide victims have cancerous problems precisely because they are over-sensitive, wounded, too- bruised to be touched, and too raw to have the normal resiliency needed to deal with life.
Their problem is not one of pride and strength, but rather of shame and weakness. What drives them to do this act is not the arrogance of a Hitler, but the weakness of an illness.
That's why we can make a distinction between "falling victim to suicide" and "killing oneself". The former is done out of illness, the latter is done out of pride. On the surface they might look the same, but there's an infinite moral distance between being too bruised to continue to touch life and being too arrogant to continue to take one's place within it.
And God, more than anyone else, understands this. God's understanding and compassion are much deeper than ours and God's hands are infinitely gentler than our own.
If we, in our imperfect love and limited understanding, have some grasp of this, shouldn't we be trusting that God, who is perfect love and understanding, is up to the task and that our loved ones are safe in God's hands and God's understanding?
Any faith that connects itself to a God worth believing in doesn't have undue
anxiety as to what will happen when God, finally, face to face, meets a bruised, gentle, over-sensitive, wounded, ill, struggling soul.
Indeed, we have many scriptural references as to what happens, namely, God, who can descend into any hell we can create, goes straight through our locked
doors, enters into the hell of our paranoia, illness, and fear, and gently breathes out peace.
BABY WHY DID YOU HAVE TO SAY GOODBYE
I PRAY THAT I CAN BE WITH YOU,
NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE.
I WOULD TRAVEL ANY DISTANCE,
IT COULD NEVER BE TOO FAR
*BEGIN AGAIN*
Once in awhile something happens
that turns you around completely
and brings you face to face with grief again.
In spite of how much you've grown
you find yourself back to square one.
You wonder if you have the strength
to go through it again.
Your only choice
is to live with it
or die.
You begin again.* *
Author Unknown By Tina Dore Written 12/12/05
We are the survivors that is all we know We must stand together and not alone
We must carry on our loved ones name We must not sit back and take the blame
We can not blame ourselves for the choice they made Although we wish they would have stayed
Life is full of pain and suffering by far We can only imagine their anguish who they thought they are
They couldn't see the love and a better way They felt they needed to end their life this way
They needed to take control of their painful life They needed to feel peace wanted to get rid of all the strife
So now we are here left to grieve Left to feel only what we believe
So many questions that will remain unanswered to us The only thing we can do with others is discuss
Discuss the sadness, the pain and the fears We cling to each other and dry each others tears
So we are now the survivors a new groups of friends We are the survivors we didn't ask to set these trends
We are the survivors and must learn to carry on We are the survivors we each need to depend on
Our lives have been forever changed Our time with our loved one has been shortchanged
So take this message and know in your heart That your loved one is angel and has made a new peaceful start
Forever love them and speak of them with tears of joy Save on to your precious memories it's those you must enjoy
And with these words that I write Know there is a survivor thinking of you tonight!
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The Creator Led You Home / Lisa Mushall (Friends Connected By Angels )
The Creator led you home But you left some things behind Treasured gifts beyond compare Those of a special kind You left behind your gift of love You gave so faithfully You left behind the ones you loved so much Many cherished memories It broke our h...
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I only know you through Pam / Phyllis Redman (none but friend to Pam )
Hello Mark,
I only know you through Pam, who I consider to be a great friend even though we have only recently become friends.
I feel honored that Pam has spoken to me about you and really wish that I could have known you.
The sorrow at your leavi...
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Happy Easter Mark / Nicholas' Mama, Lisa (Friends connected by Angels )
Boozhoo Mark, You are invited you to join Nicholas at an Easter feast I am preparing for the both of you meet Nicholas at sundown in heaven. Nicholas’ Mama, Lisa |
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Happy Valentines Day Mark / Nicholas' Mama, Lisa
Aanii Pam, I pray that Mark will send you a Valentine from heaven, Nicholas’ Mama, Lisa |
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The Dance / Susan McTier (friend of Pam's )
Pam, this is my favorite song. I think of it often regarding you and Mark as well as me and Tony. I modified it a bit for us. Keep dancing, my friend..
The Dance<...
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My sympathies... / Patricia Dufour (visitor) Read >> |
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Waiting Wondering and Wishing / Pam Bonilla (Wife) Read >> |
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It wasn't my intention / Pam Bonilla (Wife) Read >> |
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I miss my Friend / Pam Bonilla (Wife) Read >> |
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Blessed / Pamela (wife) Read >> |
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Song / Pamela Bonilla (Wife) Read >> |
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Thank You Dianna / Pamela Bonilla (wife) Read >> |
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Remember Me / Dianna Petry (Friend of family ) Read >> |
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I Love you Mark Honey you could of gotten well,I stood beside you,I loved you so. I felt so helpless baby,I thought Alcohol was the enemy. I did not know you were so depressed. Why didnt you let me know? Why? I would of handcuffed you to my leg if I had to,until you could get back into treatment.You had 14 days you had to be clean before you could go into Renaud's place. You Loved God Mark and all things are possible threw God. I am crying today as I do everyday but more so today,because you felt so much pain you had to escape it! I wish you would of shared that with me,when we talked that morning. I wish I could turn back time. Mark I love you so much. My heart hurts so bad ,I always told you get clean that was the best thing you could give your loved one's. I have to admit I have been angry at God,because he could have stopped this and all the Pain that has come with it. But we live in a broken world and God gives of choices. I know all the pain you felt is now gone and you are with God. But it is us left behind that hurt so bad for your presence. I know I wasn't ready to lose you. I hold so dearly everything we shared Good and bad. I am forever a changed person. I know I will never get over this. I wanted to join you ,so that I could be with you right away! I did'nt want to go threw the rest of my life without you. But a friend said,Why? Do you want your loved ones to feel the Pain you are now feeling? Because that is what would happen. I ask all people who read this and you feel like your troubles are beyond repair. Get help! Get help and talk,talk!!. Go to a hospital,call your local suicide hot line. Think of the pain you would just leave behind for your loved one's.My husband was not thinking of the Pain he was going to leave behind.He only wanted to kill his pain.Its a permanent solution to a temporary problem. But the pain is left with the survivors and it is the worst pain I have personally felt in my whole life. Some may see it as selfish and cruel what my husband did. But I know my husband he was a good person. He was trying to get rid of his pain and quit hurting the one's he Loved. Maybe he felt it was the only way he wouldnt fail. I don't know.But I do know I would of helped him in any way that I could of. I tried and tried again. I feel miserable that I couldnt save him,if he just would of told me that morning. Mark I hate what you did,but I know you needed Peace.Until we meet again..Your wife ,Pam
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A letter to Mark
To the Love of my life,
who is now resting in God's hands;
Please help me through this pain
of trying to understand.
What was your heart thinking,
was it burdened beyond repair?
I can't believe my love for you,
wasn't enough to keep you near.
Are you in a better place now,
than here at home with me?
I just can't let you go Mark,
I just can't set you free.
I know I'll cry forever,
but I think I've earned that right.
My world has become darkened,
for you were my only light.
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I love you Mark You will always be the Love of my life and I miss you so much. The hurt is so unbarable ,I just want to wake up from this bad dream. I remember you saying if I die first,you couldnt handle it. But how did you think I could survive? I was not ready to say Good-bye! Mark ,you were my soul-mate ,my best friend,my everything. I miss you from every being within me.You didnt give me a choice in the matter,not fair. If it were my choice you would still be beside me.Love you,Baby. Your wife,Pam |
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SUNRISE Sunrise
From the window of my inner dream, I saw the morning sun begin to rise, Shyly at first, behind the hills, Then boldly, as if taken by surprise.
I thought of words spoken long ago, As I blew out the last candle flame, Memory intermingled with desire, A yearning to hear you say my name.
Lying awake waiting for this moment, Willing the rising sun to light my way, With yesterday buried deeply in my heart, Left to face another long and lonely day.
©Dianna Doles Petry 5/24/2007
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Responsibility The author of the following is unknown, but I think the words scream volumes that may help those who are feeling guilty. Responsibility
I have a responsibility to those I love... to be loving, patient, considerate & kind; to be loyal, respectful & honest; to be appreciative, encouraging & comforting; to share myself & care for myself; To be the best possible "ME". BUT I am not responsible for them... not for their achievements, successes or triumphs; not for their joy, gratification or fulfillment; not for their defeats or failures or disappointments; not for their thoughts, choices or mistakes. And not for their suicide. For had I been responsible, this death would not have occurred |
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Mark's Photo Album |
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| Mark Bonilla Memorial Cross |
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