Five Years H ow have Five years flown by? Five years since I've seen your face outside of my dreams and in reality. Reality bites these days. I like to think Neil deGrasse Tyson, is right and there are other Dimensions where we're free from COVID and you're still alive. Singing songs of Freedom i n our fight for Social Justice. Baking up ideas, pies, and cake as you bring people together to dance the night away on a cold, dark Winter Solstice. Which was always your favorite night of the year. You always loved hosting a good party. Mulled wine and chocolate ganache, live bands and lots of laughter as we all get trashed together for the longest night lost in twilight. Among existential conversation in the corner. Debating Neitzsche and Kant, what happens when we die. I marveled at your magic you sparkled like the light in the December trees. A magnifecent mama to your son, Milam. His name means Tibetan dream. You're missed by so many, ...
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