How do you draw up an emotion strong enough to convey how you felt.. how your feeling and still not even realize you are feeling it yourself? How do you stay strong and not break in front of others only to find yourself close to loosing it right at the very minute you are saying your last goodbye?How is it you go a week, crying on and off, sulking, mourning a loss, only to gain some strenght back and then break at the very last minute becasue you just realized you arent strong, not as much as you thought you could be.. You sit and watch others, almost as if you were feeding off of others raw, human emotions, piecing together how they too are feeling, knowing you share a common bond with them. Your mind still refuses to accept whats at that very minute, right in front of you... literally. You seek up something.. but dont know exactly what it is.. A fallen idol.. brother..friend.. genius... a master craftsmen.. I'll never forget this day one week ago.. never forget this day one week later or for the rest of my life.. Today is the day I said one more final goodbye to Mr. LeRoi Moore. It was cumbersome.. surreal.. heartbreaking.. My mind screamed.. "This isn't happening.. it can't be real.." I looked for signs that saiod this was nothing more then a really long nightmare.. But.. it was real.. He is.. at peace..

 

Somewhere over the rainbow..

 

Tomorrow, he will be placed to rest forever into the earth in whch we all crawl from at some point.. I cannot attend that.. I wish I could.. but I guess only to cling onto the hope that I will finally wake up.. that he will be there and all will be well and life can go on as I knew it..  

 

LeRoi.. I will never forget you my friend.. Keep the summerlands filled withyour beaitufl music man.. becasue when my time comes, thats all I want to hear when I get there.. you sweet sax sounds.. I miss you now more then ever.. Sleep well my brother..