That's beautifulI dreamt last night of Gregory.
I was searching for him for I had questions.
But I couldn’t find him.
I called to him but he didn’t answer because he was gone.
I called to him but he was silent and I missed him.
I missed the strength of his presence,
the reliability of his knowledge,
the solidity of his person,
the steadiness of his gaze,
and the sound of his voice.
I called again, and slowly, in his own time, in his own way, far away, invisible, he answered.
Yes, Greg said. What is it?
His voice answered.
Where have you gone? I asked. I need you.
Are you sure? He answered.
Yes, I said. I have questions for you.
Greg you, the hope and the despair,
the right and the wrong,
the light and the dark,
the question and the answer.
What do I do?
You carry on, Greg said.
You keep asking the questions.
But, what is the answer? I asked.
I’ve shown you the answer:
The hope, the despair, the right, the wrong, the light, and the dark.
All of it. The answer is My Love.
In Memory of: Greggory
Hannah,thanks all, I'll mend it's sweet of you all to offer support, very much appreciated. Let us not take one another for granted, time is the most precious commodity we have and we can redeem the time or waste it.
Oh no Hannah, I'm so sorry to hear this. That's truly awful. I would hate to hear of your loss.. Please try to take care of yourself, get help, support, whatever you need to do to get through, but please don't let go... sending lots of loveI was raped today Greg, and I wish you were here to hug me and kick the shit out of the people who did this awful vile thing to me. I miss you so very much and words cannot do justice to the pain and ache that I daily feel from your loss...I cared about you so very much I miss you, and Love you still...I will try to carry on...I shall, try to continue but please forgive me if I do end things early...