1 November 1999
My dear Jascha,
Its
been some time since I could sit down and write, because of that
overwhelming notion that it is never a good time to say goodbye to your
friend.
Do you
know that I always felt your spark, your intense energy and
vitality? There are few that are alive today as you were then...
the laughter, the parties, the dinners, the friends, the girls, the
late-nights, you experienced it all. Your message comes through loud and
clear: enjoy the ride.
I am so
fortunate to have had you in my life as my friend. You always pushed the
limit with us, making me smile. Now I only wish I had grabbed your hand
for some of that Jascha journey. You always stood out among the friends,
and warmed my heart.
And do
you know that I dreamt of you? Jascha, I was seeking you out, so worried
for you, to make sure you were okay. It took all night, I swear, but
when we spoke in my dream you left me with a calm that was
indescribable. I know you are in a beautiful and peaceful place,
gathering all of the energy you gave to us as your gift. It took several
nights, but now I know.
I miss
you, and I think of you as the orange sunlight hits the trees in late
afternoon. They are so radiant at that time of day, Jascha. In a
brilliant dark blue night, I look up and I swear, you are one of those
stars. I can find you in these places, and I can feel your spirit.
I hope
you are always with me, as the seasons move on and autumn becomes
winter. I will never forget you and I know we will meet again.
Jascha,
I love you. I hope you know I always did. Take care, angel.
Love,
Barbi |