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I am in mourning of the truest sense. Oh, I won’t be wearing black or covering my face. I will not need drops to lessen the redness of tear drenched eyes, or staying home from work to hide from the world as I toil through my grief. 

No, I will carry on daily as though all things remain as I left them before the demise of my good friend. When I went to bed last night, I went knowing that my friend was in a weakened state. I knew that all was not right and while no fever was present, slow movement, frozen face, and lack of what was once enthusiastic and quick response had all but vanished. 

I will remember with fondness the hours, days, weeks and years that we spent together in the exchange of ideas, creative pursuits, intellectual discourse, and imaginative time I consider well spent. 

I will treasure the memory of the world seen through my friend’s eyes, exposing me to ideas, places, art, music, people, philosophies, that otherwise would have been strangers to me. Our friendship, like all healthy relationships, offered me the opportunity to grow and learn new skills, and hone some I already possessed. My friend always appreciated my presence and showed it by giving me something new to think about, admire or appreciate every time we visited. I learned much and in turn had the opportunity to share as well, and I would like to think that my contributions to the friendship were equally worthy. 

With gratitude and heartfelt affection, I will miss my friend. 

Farewell LV.

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Comment by Pypermarru1 on December 29, 2010 at 11:32am


Comment by Dana (scribblers sanctuary) on January 12, 2011 at 10:09pm
Pyper - thanks - I felt kind of bad when I posted this elsewhere in the blogosphere. Even some of the folks from LV missed it and started sending me condolences.


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