“Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.
From an Irish headstone”
― Richard Puz, The Carolinian    

To our beautiful friend, in the stark morning light I am still struggling with the reality that you are truly gone. Last night we heard the terrible news that you had passed away in a car accident. It is the first time in a long time that I cried myself to sleep.

As I tried to come to terms with the fact that we would never hear your laugh or listen to your diving stories, it dawned upon me that you had spent your last few years living your dream. And that reminded me of all our adventures in the desert and how you were the life of the party!

And while our pain may be to hard to express I hate to think…