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Welcome to Purple Introspections

We are Francie and Tony.  Purple Introspections is a tender reflection of our living journey, as blindsided parents of an amazing son lost to suicide at age 23.  We hope sharing our stories will open your mind to meaningful discoveries, inspire those who are suffering with us, and most importantly, save a life.

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Bed of California Stars

  Fall brings on a little melancholy when we are reminded of the changing of the light, the saddest time of our lives, three years ago. There are moments when we are fine, and then we are not. This fall seems to be harder than others. The longing and heavy...

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The Universe Is Talking

My phone locked up. I was trying to delete a podcast from my library.  I scrolled up and down looking for a delete option when an episode caught my eye, The Consciousness of Creativity: Are Ideas Alive And Do They Choose Us? Wait a minute, I think I’d like to...

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Busy

It’s been a long 6 months since my last post as life has been impossibly frenetic. Personal travel, home projects, work trips, holidays and more work trips have kept me over stimulated and quite honestly worn out. I’ve had little time for reflection and one would...

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In And Out of The Vortex

We reside in a vortex. Life is spinning around us, seemingly in balance, until something sucks us down or out of it altogether. I never really looked at life that way. It was just a fuzzy metaphor someone shared with me after my Dad passed.  Basically, you’ll be...

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Vortex eyes

Things.

The business of death is not easy, and as such, I have been mired in “Things.”  I carry most of the heavy load in dealing with the loss of Alexander, as Francie will attest.  I try my best to stay strong, but begrudgingly confess that 2 years of battling loss and...

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A Boy and His Mama

I have a spin bike that got me through COVID and is now a trusty friend. The bike, along with weights, resides in our bonus room, a catch-all for storage and workouts. One day, as I was spinning, I looked at the space in front of me, bare and dull, apartment white....

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