It kind of slipped my mind on the 27th of November but that day would mark the sixth-month anniversary of Beth's death. Sometimes a moment comes over me that I, for the life of me, cannot explain. It wasn't that Beth and I were ever in love, just friends who knew how hard it was to live without a roof over our heads. She knew that she would have died many years ago if we hadn't been together during those days and she did her part in saving my butt a time or two when I would go into on of my epileptic seizures. Sometimes, especially when I hear good news about Behind the Signs, I get this eerie feeling deep inside and I find myself staring blankly into the sky, ceiling, or wherever there is a void area to look in the upwards direction. I have repetitively told others how I wish Beth was still with us here on Earth to enjoy how the word is getting out in a big way, the way is was intended to--without sugar coating anything--within Behind the Signs. She's proud, and I just know she is looking down with a big smile on her face, knowing her death wasn't all in vein.
Thanks Beth!
Until Next Time,
Kirk Toncray
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