I couldn't face it
I couldn't face this place
Or rather I didn't want to
After such a significant loss
After such a significant life
Such a beautiful caring life
Left our lives
I could not focus on anything
We all know we had no words
No words of value
I was so entirely honored when he asked for my insight into his chapters, into one of his books. I am so proud to have met a man of such caliber. A man who spoke so highly of the woman of his dreams. Who spoke highly of women, period.
A man who spoke respectfully to you, not abrasively at you, nor presumptuously—ever.
I still cannot believe he is not here "calming" our fires yet stoking our embers AND constantly encouraging us to write intelligently. Yes, that's right, intelligently.
My loving and nurturing heart is broken for the loss and shock, I can only imagine, his entire family is (and has been) enduring. My obstinacy and pragmatic heart reads here and longs for his words to grace our community "here".
In the simple words of Pink Floyd
Wish You Were Here, Pastor Mike, I think you know exactly how much.