In the spirit of honoring things for how they truly are, I want to share that I feel a lot more sad than I thought I would feel today. Not for the loss of your great life but for all the time we spent together that didn’t happen. For all the songs we didn’t sing and for all the birthday parties we didn’t have. For all the hang ups I wish I didn’t have at the time. For all of the love I didn’t know how to express. I love you now more than ever.
And yes I am beyond grateful and amazed for all the time we did spend together and for all the time and love you did give me. You put a lot into my incarnation and I’m thankful for that. Don’t let me get away with whining selfishly about what I didn’t get. I got a lot.
When relationships grow in the spirit world, as this one does, they weave their way into the tender tapestry of every single breath and possibility that every single moment has to offer. I take you with me when I can and rest on my faith that you’re giving me that TL wink of approval as I settle into my own path and adulthood. I too have felt the burn of your frustrated scorn that comes from your genius-biased as you’ve witnessed the many mistakes that I probably didn’t need to make again. Through the juxtaposition of the two is where I feel your presence and continuous spirit guide in my life. Please stay right there, you’re needed.
Boy that was a fast 20 years, damn. I remember May 31, 1996 as if it were yesterday. I remember the final sip of coffee you had at the outdoor patio table and the whisper of the word “beautiful” right before your last breath. Many people who you knew and loved will celebrate you tonight by screening a great doc that you never got to see finished called “Dying to Know.” We will dance, sing and laugh in your love.