Rest In Peace.
Sometimes, that written on a tombstone has a bigger meaning.
Don’t read on if you want to get depressed.

I found out last night that my cousin committed suicide.

He was about my age.
He lived in Minnesota.
He had a wife and a daughter.
He had 7 brothers and sisters.
He had 7 cousins.
He had brother-in-laws and sister-in-laws.
He had nieces and nephews.
He had uncles and aunts.
He had friends.
He had teachers and priests and co-workers.
And he took his own life.
Prematurely…before his time.

Why?

There are only questions left when this happens.
Suicide is the single most selfish thing a person can do.
It is hostile.
It solves no problems. Only creates them.

There are so many thoughts that go through my head.
I have not seen this cousin since probably 1980.
That is terrible. But, that is life. We did not have a connection.
But he was my cousin.
Part of my family.
My mother’s sisters child.

There will be no peace for Mark Beiter.
It is my belief that he will suffer for eternity now.
There will be no peace for any of us touched by this man.
We will always wonder…………………"could I have helped".
"If I’d only known….."

My brother called me tonight to say he loved me.
Thanks, Pete.
I love ya, too.