Ten years… almost ten years… how could I have known then that your death was your greatest gift to me…freedom to soar, and yet you are with me always, catching me as I fall. And I know you are soaring too… free.
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I had to tell my father he was going to die. Hard to do. Painful but 10 days of loving with family and reminding one another about this amazing journey “death”. Laughter and tears took us to places in those hospital filled hours with our father that
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Mom, I miss you. It’s not getting easier. I’m lost. Alone. I need you. Love you forever
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Watching one of my best friends die last fall has changed me in so many ways. I want to live each day like it is my last…
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I didn’t know that the last visit would be the final one; I assured you would come home from the hospital, I’d make you tea, and chat… But instead I got a phone call. I still miss you, Grandma xo
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Dearest friend & brother, Mark — I couldn’t let you go Never got to say Godspeed Do you know now the impact you had on us all? The 5 am calls are missed — your number is still my speed dial #5 Our mantra “I’ll give you
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I miss you so much it hurts. Random moments of my day make me miss you, make me wish I could call or text you. But I can’t. I’ve learned to live with the dull ache of missing you. I’ve learned how to carry one, but I
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He said, “I don’t want to die.” He said, “I don’t know how. I wish someone would give me a map.” I had no map to give — only words I had read: “I believe that others will come to meet you and show you the way.
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Rhonda-Lee How grateful I am for our friendship! I was blessed to share your last days and I believe we needed each other equally. You needed to know how much you were loved and I needed to show you! I love you
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… that I was not being there as much as I should have; not noticing that something was wrong, a long time ago, and you tried to tell me; for being too young to know that I could have engaged in your healing; too ignorant to know
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