As life continues to grow into a beautiful creation that I have been honored to be a part of, I also know how fast life can come to an end. It’s end result is nothing less than a devastating blow to all who are intimately involved. Again my close circle of friends has lost a member. In our time she was and will always be remembered as a fun loving, vibrant, fiercely loving friend, to all who knew her. Her love of family and of her husband (who died just 3 years ago) was not a hidden fact, she spoke of them constantly and the glow of her pride for them was extremely evident. I can only hope and pray that her family knows how much she was loved by all of us, not just her immediate circle. With that being said, Shirley, may you rest in peace my friend, continue dancing your way into the arms of John, I know he is there waiting for you.
I understand that death is forever. There is no wishing on a magical star to bring your loved one back, there is no magic potion for that. The only gift of grief we have is the memories that creep into our hearts at the most needed of times. To believe that being with them at the most anguishing time is one that I have felt myself, personally. I have gone through the mind set that my happiness was over and the only way to feel it again was to be with my loved one, at that moment. Yes, suicide is something that I had contemplated and as I sit here breathing, listening to some music and typing on a keyboard, I thank a very dear friend for saving me when I had no worth in myself to save.