August 31, 2003

A final farewell

Micki is gone, and with her death, a little part of me died. The part that led me to want to write, that made me believe that I had some inkling of talent.

If a person as beautiful as Micki can be ripped from this world before she’s barely had a chance to discover herself, what hope do I have? What hope do ANY of us have?

Life does not make any sense right now.

*hugs* i love you jenni

what happened baby?

Maybe thats the chance… that we shouldn’t waste time on petty things and try to discover things. I think, with a death, a person can find more meaning in their life than ever before.

Since her passing, I have found myself rather distraught. This girl I have never even spoken with has left this empty place inside of me. It is hard to explain, how one person can touch another so profoundly without even being around them. I have thought many a time how unfair it all is. She had so much life in her words that it is just hard to believe that there will be nothing more from her..

But I know that I will always take what little she has given me and run with the hope that I can accomplish what she will never be able to. Then I realize that little part of her she has given me will also be along on that journey. If we all do all we can to take what she has given us and make us each a better person, I know she will always be with us. She will allow us to do what she can not.

And while this is in no way the fair thing, we all know the fair thing would be Micki being able to do all these things. Maybe, just maybe, we will be able to pass on a piece of her to everyone else. So that everyone can see how wonderful, energetic, inspiring, …. she was to all those that knew her and even those of us that only saw a bit of her. This way she might not really ever be gone.