My sweet, sweet girl. My love. My heart. An ocean of grief that I will cry, tear by tear, for the rest of my life. Or however long it takes to cry an ocean.
Our fierce, brilliant muse. A ballad composed of joyous melody and sorrowful harmony. No sound will ever lay so sweet on our ear; no lyrics will ever dance so gracefully from our tongue. Hers was a song we know by heart. Hers was a life all her own.
Our very best memory. Silly games and passionate arguments. Tears and laughter; mistakes and honor. She will not fade away, for her brother, mother, two fathers, grandparents, aunties, uncles, cousins, and dear friends will continue singing her song to each dawning day.
Goodnight, dear child. Sleep well.
~ Lindsey Rodni-Nieman