A Letter to my Brother Jess

Hey there!
This I think, wasn’t in the plan!
The days before you left the sky went mad
Forked lightning, rumbling grumbling thunder, wild winds and slashing rain
The heavens either preparing a light show for you, knowing you were coming
or perhaps forewarning the angels – Watch Out – the Weirdelf is coming, batten the hatches, prepare ye the way!
When you went the storms had done their work.
They had cleared the skies and returned the light to us and to heaven – ready for you my friend. I cannot imagine you floating ethereally towards the light but knowing you, rolling and roiling, being buffeted and surfing the wind currents, yelling as you go
“I’m here, I’m here come and get me!”
No raging against the dying of the light here, but instead a gleeful cackle, pushing through the cracks and revelling in a new light
A new freedom
A light that fills your senses, fills you, surrounds you with all knowledge, all understanding
Where there is no dark, no pain, no regret, no shame, no judgement
Enjoy it! And know
We loved you ~ always and will love you ~ always and forever.
Love
Adrienne