My beautiful friend,
I knew your pain and and I knew your joys, I knew what you looked for and I know you found love in your last days. I knew your traumas as a child, and
your traumas as a young adult, I knew your strength in the face of adversity, you overcame more than I could at such a young age. I now know that you
loved life more than you did not.
I remember all you achieved in your short but 'required' (lol) years with nothing but pride. If I could share all you have overcome and how strong
you had become I would.
I know you wish you were still here posting on ATS, and you are probably wandering why this wasn't posted under you profile so you could get the
flags and points
We will find those little Grey men with your help now I hope
and I hope there was a big 9ft Grey greeting you at the pearly gates with open arms.
Otherwise I would be asking for my money back.
I will always remember how you lived, not how you died.
I miss you and I am so so sorry.
You are loved.
PS no I haven't read the Agatha Christie Book, your last Skype message I didn't get to answer.
PPS I dont think I can ever listen to our podcasts again! But you were the best teacher for an introduction to UFOology I could have gotten!
"And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
[edit on 6-3-2010 by zazzafrazz]