herbavore
Bluelight Crew
I have just gotten word that Sepher has died. Sepher gave of himself, through humor and wit and honesty and empathy, to those here on Bluelight as well as to everyone in his life elsewhere. He was an amazing human being and he brought light into the world every day. Even in his own dark times, he never had trouble summoning words of hope for others.
One of the sweetest and kindest acts that anyone has ever done for me was to follow me into my own son's shrine here on Bluelight. He subscribed to the thread so that he could see when I posted something and he always took the time to read it and to engage me in a conversation about what I had written. He let me have my grief, never tried to talk me out of it--he just let me know that he was off to the side somewhere holding a flashlight for my way back. Our deep friendship grew out of this seemingly small act of genuine kindness.
I never thought I would see the day that Neil's name would be here. He has left many people missing him but no one more than his devoted partner. This shrine is a place to remember Neil--to tell our stories of his gifts. He would want us to laugh more than cry but we will undoubtedly do both.
Bluelight is sometimes like a planet with huge craters. They open up and swallow beautiful souls and those of us still standing are left with words that cannot describe at all the enormity of the loss.
One of the sweetest and kindest acts that anyone has ever done for me was to follow me into my own son's shrine here on Bluelight. He subscribed to the thread so that he could see when I posted something and he always took the time to read it and to engage me in a conversation about what I had written. He let me have my grief, never tried to talk me out of it--he just let me know that he was off to the side somewhere holding a flashlight for my way back. Our deep friendship grew out of this seemingly small act of genuine kindness.
I never thought I would see the day that Neil's name would be here. He has left many people missing him but no one more than his devoted partner. This shrine is a place to remember Neil--to tell our stories of his gifts. He would want us to laugh more than cry but we will undoubtedly do both.
Bluelight is sometimes like a planet with huge craters. They open up and swallow beautiful souls and those of us still standing are left with words that cannot describe at all the enormity of the loss.