tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937906571580018268.post2464375534081704036..comments2023-07-13T07:17:39.722-04:00Comments on Hannah Wept, Sarah Laughed: But not forgotten.Keiko Zollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13626943324988347787noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937906571580018268.post-66071030683877117522011-07-30T00:43:12.413-04:002011-07-30T00:43:12.413-04:00I don't even have the words. I'm thinking ...I don't even have the words. I'm thinking of you as you think of others. xoJW Moxiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16865232770753428076noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937906571580018268.post-30212623383553134842011-07-29T09:27:23.405-04:002011-07-29T09:27:23.405-04:00Beautiful tribute.Beautiful tribute.Glass Case of Emotionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05955456197879910244noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937906571580018268.post-87924962445515394052011-07-28T20:07:32.277-04:002011-07-28T20:07:32.277-04:00This is such a beautifully written tribute to your...This is such a beautifully written tribute to your friend. Thank you for sharing your memories with us of such a bright star.jjiraffehttp://jjiraffe.Wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937906571580018268.post-67972188597255360452011-07-28T19:06:19.572-04:002011-07-28T19:06:19.572-04:00This? Beautiful.
"Amber was a star who simpl...This? Beautiful.<br /><br />"Amber was a star who simply burned up too quickly, consumed by her own light."<br /><br />I've known those radiating folks, too.Lori Lavender Luzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15394441222262940632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937906571580018268.post-9680053410886050052011-07-28T18:39:44.071-04:002011-07-28T18:39:44.071-04:00What a beautiful post honoring the life and memory...What a beautiful post honoring the life and memory of your friend Amber. Thank you for sharing Keiko. I lost an old and dear friend this year. I haven't written much about her death on my blog out of respect for the privacy of her family. But like your Amber, my friend died much too young and her death could have been avoided. I struggle so much with that. I know better than to think that I personally could have changed the outcome of her life, but that doesn't mean I haven't let my mind entertain such maddening thoughts. <br /><br />My friend was Jewish (I am Catholic) and I was fascinated and very moved by the funeral service, burial and Shiva (sp?) that followed after her passing. A<br /><br />Anyway, as you say, they may be gone, but they will never be forgotten. Sending healing thoughts and prayers to you and to all those who knew and loved Amber and the many others in our lives, that have touched our hearts and live on in our memories. xoxoKathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04175833982955486083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937906571580018268.post-28152843637856252482011-07-28T18:19:35.513-04:002011-07-28T18:19:35.513-04:00I, too, was reminded of a friend I lost four years...I, too, was reminded of a friend I lost four years ago due to drunk driving when I heard of Amy Winehouse's death. I wasn't that overly close to him, but two of my good friends had relations with it. One, the girl I was to live with in the fall at college, and the other, a girl I'd known since 2nd grade. The first held him as her first love, the man no men would ever live up to. The second, a boy slightly out of touch she could of saved.<br /><br />I had to tell my future roommate he had died. I remember sitting on my bedroom floor sobbing as she yelled, swore, and cried at me. I never wish that feeling on anyone, ever. It's the worst feeling in the world. Telling someone you care about that someone they love is dead. It's horrible.<br /><br />These deaths are always hard on so many people. Sometimes that seems to be forgotten in the judgement.Kaleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11552865799931372333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937906571580018268.post-42013640649859053892011-07-28T15:58:01.829-04:002011-07-28T15:58:01.829-04:00You write beautifully. Thanks for letting me get t...You write beautifully. Thanks for letting me get to know Amber, at least a little...<br />It's so incredibly tragic when someone dies so young...<br />Hugs...Kristenhttp://www.buckupbuttercup.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937906571580018268.post-3228860392987762682011-07-28T13:01:10.987-04:002011-07-28T13:01:10.987-04:00A truly beautiful post. It moved me to tears. Than...A truly beautiful post. It moved me to tears. Thank you for sharing with us, and writing the words that need to be written, especially for those who cannot be forgotten.Melissa N.http://www,infertilemyrtleme.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937906571580018268.post-3068609538860364652011-07-28T11:38:28.215-04:002011-07-28T11:38:28.215-04:00What a beautiful post. A touching tribute to your ...What a beautiful post. A touching tribute to your friend. I never knew your friend Amber but, when I heard about Amy Winehouse, all I could think was what a crying shame it was. Such a luminescent personality and an incredible talent.Kristinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10791317184998122691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937906571580018268.post-8728185299983830892011-07-28T10:48:05.833-04:002011-07-28T10:48:05.833-04:00You've brought me to tears. A beautiful tribu...You've brought me to tears. A beautiful tribute.Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05382638658909144208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937906571580018268.post-2207554411671754902011-07-28T10:25:29.821-04:002011-07-28T10:25:29.821-04:00Keiko...
Thank you, thank you, thank you for this...Keiko...<br /><br />Thank you, thank you, thank you for this.<br /><br />I did the same thing when I heard about Amy. Amber - shot across my mind out of some distant corner - and the last in-person moment we ever had when she sat at the piano in ABE and played me... anything... just from her mind. Just like that. We spent hours together that day. It went by like blinking - I think it was one of the first times I saw her sober in months, maybe in over a year. And I was in awe of her and the air was thick with her possibilities. I thought, if she can survive this, she will change things.<br /><br />Then, I remember, the last time I spoke to her when she called me out of the blue that December, just before she died, and she asked me, did I ever think of her? So badly, so badly, I wanted to say "Yes, yes, yes, please come back to me, back to us, please, out of whatever you're in... please, just... come back."<br /><br />But the words got hung up. I was so scared, of what I have no idea. I said something so feeble, for someone I, too, had admired and loved just as desperately. I don't even remember my words now. And it took me such a long time to convince myself that what happened wasn't somehow partly my fault.<br /><br />So short a time was she with us. Scorching into our lives like too-bright lights leave us blinded. I feel privileged that she shared so much with me, let me in as far as she did, showed me corners of herself through her art and words and music. Always, it seemed, she lived on the edges. In the spaces between, where others feared to tread. She did so unapologetically, and dared others to do the same. I look at pictures of her, and my heart aches with the loss of not only my friend, but for what the world missed.<br /><br />I will never forget her. I will never stop recalling a beautiful and talented, brilliant and glorious person who was too much for the world to hold. And I will keep fixed in my mind that last moment we shared together, at that piano, the intensity of her gaze, the fierceness of her smile, the overwhelming presence of her. And in her memory, I will do my best to live as she did - without holding back, without apologies.<br /><br />Thank you, Amber. Thank you for so much more than I could ever have said to you back then.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08205253195478367976noreply@blogger.com