Dear Megan
Originally posted by comlodge at Dear Megan
I've read your last post this morning, after my jaw dropped and my chest tightened when I read rua1412's message. It's a mistake, I repeated to myself. Then I read your last physical post and I keep reading it and, despite the tears that run down my face, the pain in my heart, I shake my head in denial. If I read it one more time you will jump up and sing surprise, gotcha.
You've left me, all of us, heart sick, Megan, but you left us, in your final message, a reminder of the truly wonderful, brave, caring, practical person you always tried to be. Words of comfort for those you leave behind, as always adorned by a message appropriate icon, even as you prepared yourself to let go.
We shared our journey in art together, you and I, on and off the community. You were one of the first to offer me guidance in my journey here. You taught me and I taught you. You sent one more lesson in your last message and I think, when I get over the shock of this, the feelings of guilt, disbelief, overwhelming sadness and loss, when I can come to terms with those, I will treasure your last lesson in how to leave this world.
It's so a better world, Megan, for having had you in it. It's poorer for your passing. You'll not be forgotten.
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Megan Hartley, known to this community as pickamix, treasured member and friend, passed from this world on 4th December, 2014. Like all of us, she was not perfect. She faced so many difficulties in her life, so many sadnessess and she faced them with the conviction of her beliefs and her own deep inner strength. She had such passion and fought for what she beleived in. She brought acceptance and friendship to so many. She was private and humble, opinionated, caring and so very generous. She shared whatever she had and she is till sharing. She will be missed.
Light a candle for her in remembrance of the light she spread.
I've read your last post this morning, after my jaw dropped and my chest tightened when I read rua1412's message. It's a mistake, I repeated to myself. Then I read your last physical post and I keep reading it and, despite the tears that run down my face, the pain in my heart, I shake my head in denial. If I read it one more time you will jump up and sing surprise, gotcha.
You've left me, all of us, heart sick, Megan, but you left us, in your final message, a reminder of the truly wonderful, brave, caring, practical person you always tried to be. Words of comfort for those you leave behind, as always adorned by a message appropriate icon, even as you prepared yourself to let go.
We shared our journey in art together, you and I, on and off the community. You were one of the first to offer me guidance in my journey here. You taught me and I taught you. You sent one more lesson in your last message and I think, when I get over the shock of this, the feelings of guilt, disbelief, overwhelming sadness and loss, when I can come to terms with those, I will treasure your last lesson in how to leave this world.
It's so a better world, Megan, for having had you in it. It's poorer for your passing. You'll not be forgotten.
.
Megan Hartley, known to this community as pickamix, treasured member and friend, passed from this world on 4th December, 2014. Like all of us, she was not perfect. She faced so many difficulties in her life, so many sadnessess and she faced them with the conviction of her beliefs and her own deep inner strength. She had such passion and fought for what she beleived in. She brought acceptance and friendship to so many. She was private and humble, opinionated, caring and so very generous. She shared whatever she had and she is till sharing. She will be missed.
Light a candle for her in remembrance of the light she spread.