First of all, I want to let you know how much I love you. I don't let people close to me often, but somehow, you got to me. You were such a tender, passionate, joyful, complicated, imperfect person. You were like a ray of sunshine. You made me laugh so much. I was looking forward to watching us grow old together. All those happy plans we made. Who am I going to marry if I'm not married by the time I'm 35? Who is going to say "Yoo-hoo" as I walk outside. Who is going to make me meat loaf? How could you do this? Why did you go? Why? Why? Why? This can't be real. I don't believe this is happening.
Second, I want you to know how ANGRY I AM AT YOU! You didn't have to do this! Why? Why? You idiot! You stupid idiot! Didn't you know how many people love you? How many people are in pain and hurting because of your total disregard for yourself? If you loved yourself 1/100th as much as everyone loves you, YOU would have taken better care of yourself. What WERE YOU THINKING? Why did you leave us like this? I'm really hurting, Patrick. Everyone is hurting.
I miss so much, Butchela. Love you too, Johanna
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