Do you think of me as gone? I am with you still in each new dawn.
I never thought in so short I would be on a pen writing another obituary, saying my goodbyes and so longs to an old friend, a daughter, a mother to a nation in education, a sister to our sisters, an inspiration.
Gone too soon, gone in prelude to what the world holds in store for you still. Life after breath just like life after birth, we all clueless as to expectations, curious to what’s next.
I stand here saying my goodbyes on behalf of those who would love to but hold no more strength in them to, the love lives on, memories never die, and the best way around this being living as she knew us and expected us to, to our fullest of potential.