Sunday, 30 January 2011
Sometimes words fail me
About 6 years ago, I thought I'd start a little journal online, a blog as it were. I started over on AOL Journals and I had no idea of just what an impact this little blog would have on my life. It gave me the opportunity to work things out in my mind, and to share my thoughts and joys, and most important of all . . . it gave me the opportunity to make and meet new friends, special friends, kindred spirit friends, eternal lifelong friends, invisible friends.
One of the sweetest bloggers I met, and one whom became one of my dearest and closest friends was Angie. (Can You All Hear Me At the Back) One of the sweetest, loveliest and dearest spirits on the web, I was so priviledged to call her friend, and to have been able to spend several occasions in her real life company. Oh what a dear sweet person . . .
About an hour ago, Angie's sister called me to let me know that Angie passed away this morning. I don't know what to say. My heart goes out to her family who must be feeling her loss even more keenly than myself, for after all . . . who am I, but . . . an invisible friend . . . the truth is Angie wasn't invisible to anyone who was lucky enough to know her. She touched all of our lives with her joy of life, her wit, her loving and caring ways . . . I don't know what else to say at the moment, as the tears are coming hard and fast. I know she is in a far better place, free from pain and the constraints of her disease. I will miss her so very much . . .
What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.
Angie left pieces of her beautiful heart woven into the lives of anyone lucky enough to know her. To know her was to love her.
Goodbye my sweet friend. I'll catch you on the other side, and then we'll give em hell together, eh! And Angie, we could always hear you at the back . . .