For Mighty Joe

She will be there in the sunrise; In the smell of shampoo; You'll feel her in the night when you least expect it; When you hear a baby laugh you'll smile again someday because you'll hear her laughter again; You'll eat her favorite foods And listen to her songs Memories will wash over you like a tidal wave, leaving you spent, elated, or downright angry, sometimes all at the same time.

When our beloved dies, the words we repeated "until death us do part" are revealed to be a lie; Because death doesn't part - You and your beloved fall in love all over again She is waiting, loving you, Strong, shining, love incarnate.

Sullivan Ballou in 1861 wrote to his wife Sarah: "Never forget how much I loved you... If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they love I shall always be with you, in the brightest day and the darkest night, always, always...."

Yours and Jesi's love story is not over, It's just on hold....