"Be open to your dreams, people. Embrace that distant shore. Because our mortal journey is over all too soon." David Assael, Northern Exposure, It Happened in Juneau, 1992
Everyday I sit at my desk at work, and wish I still can hear your voice answering the phone or dispatching your drivers. And when I'm in bed, I wish I could still see you next me, pushing my hair out of my face and petting my scalp with your nails. I still hear all your bracelets, and Jackson Browne playing in the tape deck. I only hope to be as great as a woman in my lifetime as you were. You were taken from this world too early. I love you and miss you. I'll talk to you again soon.
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