Irony is compelling. And you always found, and often spoke to me about the irony in life.
In 2010, on Jan 13th, you died on a Wednesday. Your 49th birthday, 3/17/2010, is next Wednesday.
Goodbyes, even simple ones, are uneasy for me and were for you too...and so how unimaginable is it to say goodbye to you, my most loved one. I didn't tell you on Jan 13th...I didn't say it at St. Francis. Because saying goodbye to you then, and now, means forever goodbye.
I tresaure your voice...tonite I can clearly hear you say "so long".
And from now until forever, I'll long for you.
Good Bye. I love you.
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