You appeared in my photo stream this morning Jon Michael. My soul brother from the ’90s.
You were my love, my family, my joy, my laughter, my belonging in our mutual orphaned feeling kind of way.
I never got to say goodbye- and hope you see my tears for you helped water the garden with love – and that my love blooms on for you forever more to help others who grieve from cancers taking. Until we hug one day again; when I too come Home – you bloom on- in The Loving Garden my dear soul brother.
