Poem: “As I sit safe in heaven and watch you everyday”

I saw this graphic on facebook yesterday when I was really missing my mom. I love you, Mom in heaven!


As I sit in heaven and watch you everyday,
I try to let you know with signs I never went away.

I hear you when you’re laughing, and watch you as you sleep.
I even place my arms around you to calm you as you weep.

I see you wish the days away, begging to have me home.
So I try to send you signs so you know you are not alone.

Don’t feel guilty that you have life that was denied to me.
Heaven is truly beautiful, just you wait and see.

So live your life, laugh again, enjoy yourself, be free.
Then I know with every breath you take
You’ll be taking one for me.

Poem by Hazel Birdsall

Mom’s Interment on June 24, 2016 in St. Agatha, Maine


We have an update!

Franck family and Friends: My mom’s final interment and burial will be on June 24th at 10 a.m. at the following address:

Michaud Funeral Home
313 Main Street
St. Agatha , Maine 04772
Tel: 207-543-6666

Everyone is welcome to attend, and flowers are greatly appreciated. I will be representing the family with my uncle Paul, Bernadette’s brother. It will just be a short, beautiful interment ceremony with prayer and a father from local church will be there for the blessing.

Thank you,
Charlie Franck

“Qu Hier Que Demain”

Mom’s Owl by Charlie Franck

I wanted to share this story. I never have on Facebook. Hopefully it provides someone comfort, means the world to me. Believe as you wish…. The morning after my mom passed I woke really early , went to the house and sat there in Mom’s chair for hours. Taking it all in… felt awkwardly comfortable…Like, when you are deathly sick as a child with a fever but your Mom holds you in her arms and everything is more tolerable. That’s the best way i can describe how I felt. “relieved I guess?” things weren’t getting better for her. Mom liked to smoke “outback” so before I prepared to leave I sat in her spot in the backyard. looking at the sliding patio door, a light kept drawing my attention to the upper corner of the glass. I recalled that when I entered the front door I had noticed that same thing catch my attention.

I paused and looked closer, could not believe what I was seeing! The most detailed impression of an owl in flight on the glass door!! No mistaking it as you can see. (picture above) I studied it extremely closely, trying to figure out if it was something my mother could have done herself ? maybe it was a sticker she removed? Did an Owl fly into the glass? What was it made of? Seemed to be almost a greasy, waterproof…it had rained over it and not washed away?? The detail was down to the fibers of each individual feather and not smudged. It was the feeling that I had inside that left me no reason to question it any further. Mom was ok and her Love was everywhere! My family saw it, of course, and it is unexplainable. The image remained there through probate and the sale of the house….was there on the last day 9 months…

But that wasn’t all, three or four weeks into reconditioning the house, I was there washing walls, and after finishing my work sat in that same spot. looked up to see the Owl , and couldn’t believe…on the right side of the glass a second impression of an Owl! not quite as visible of an impression, but no question was there! Did not turn out as well in photo but i’ll try to find it and post. It was confirmed by everyone again and is unexplainable. :0) Owls have never had a significance in our lives that we know of, but since, they seem to be everywhere. I walk into a store..owl stuff everywhere…I reach for a salt shaker at a diner, it’s an owl ,….stop for a beer in another country after a car accident…ask for a guinness, bartender talks me out of it and tells me to try this local brew instead…there’s an Owl on the label, loved ones have heard owls outside their windows… I could go on…happens a lot. :0)

Regardless of how or why…to us every image of an Owl serves as reminder of Mom’s Love and that she is still here….just Different.

—-A lot of kids have Star Wars toys this year thanks to Mom! :0)

Thanksgiving by Charles Franck

by Charles Franck

Happy Thanksgiving Mom! I miss you so much! So very grateful for those final memories with you last Thanksgiving. I will forever wonder what was on your mind that day….. you were so happy and comfortable. I know that you knew I’d relay the message for you. You spoke of how much you loved all your children, how much Paul had been helping you lately, how Suzette was somehow holding the “healthiest of the family position,” and how you missed Michelle and wanted to see her, if only we had a little longer … your voice was heard Mom and wish more than anything I could hug you today. I enjoyed being with you so much couldn’t wait til Xmas to see you again. Just have to wait…. :0) There will always be an empty chair at my Dinner table on every holiday ….A member of the family will forever be Abscent. I love you! And I know you are with us all the time.

Qu Hier Que DeMain by Charles Franck

by Charles Franck

I wanted to share a story with everyone. I know so many people suffering from the loss of a Loved One recently that hoping this brings some one peace.

Two weeks after my Mom passed this year I was in the hospital with an infection and severed tendon. Lying in the E.R. waiting on my four hour i.v. antibiotic treatment left me plenty of time to realize that this was to be first time I was in the hospital without my Mommy! Silly for a grown man right? I was scared . I prayed for her strength. Walking out of Kaiser hospital in Irvine i was still in shock of everything. I was driving my mom’s car. As I approached just a few feet away, I noticed strung straight across the sidewalk as if it was laid out that way ,a gold chain shining in the sun. I picked it up and my immediate instinct was to go inside and turn it in. “Something “told me to STOP, ..”that’s for you” it was just a feeling I had. So I returned to my mom’s car and looked at it closer.

My mother was very proud of her French heritage and spoke French fluently growing up. She made sure it was part of us and that we grew up on the same traditions.

I look at the pendant, noticed and inscription on the front and noticed that it was indeed in French!? I immediately translated the words on my phone, it reads, “” loose translation= ” I love you more today than yesterday, but not as much as I will tomorrow.” !!! Blew me away…. you dig? Taken back, yet feeling so comfortable I go home and head to the beach with my new treasure in hand . Sitting on the cliffs open my hand to look at the pendant and notice that it is flipped over but I can see something lightly scribed in the reflection of the sun on the backside. It reads “toi et moi” = “You and Me”!!! ….Unreal! Right? For many years It was just my Mother and I that lived together.

…to this day I wear it everyday and do believe it was a gift from my mom. Many other cool things have happened to myself and siblings that let us know that she is indeed out there. Have faith that your lost ones visit you, will look over you and they are free! Believe anything you wish , but someone told me that your loved ones will only visit you, when you ready to let them go in your Heart. Be happy for them, most were in a bad way…… God speed to all! We’ll see them again, for the mean time, every time you feel a breeze just think maybe it’s a hug from them…..

by Charles Franck

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!


My mother’s favorite flower was the stargazer lily. I would always get her a bunch with some closed buds and they would bloom over the next week, and filled the room with a fresh fragrance similar to Noxzema. If she were here, I would love to take her to a Mexican Restaurant with yummy refried beans and and Mango Margaritas. I miss my mommy. how-to-take-care-of-a-potted-stargazer-lily