When present tense, becomes past tense...

I can't believe she is gone.

Every morning, as I walked into the office, she would look up from her post at the reception desk, flash her bright smile and say, "Good morning, Sweetie Pie!"

She was a daily fixture of my life at the office.

She used to call me "Fresh Pot".

She was someone I expected there to be, always, and she was....

And when she wasn't, it felt vacant, as if, something was amiss. 

That voice, that thousand watt smile, that warmth.....is gone..... forever.  

In an instant, it is all over.

Silenced forever.

Vanished.

Disappeared.

Ceased to be.

Cold.  Still.  

It is remarkable, how in an instant a lifetime of "present tense" becomes the "past tense".

From "Louise is", it is now, "Louise was".  

"is" becomes, "was"

all, in an instant

such is life

when we reach the last page of the book of life

there is no other page left to turn

all that is left, is the yearning for more, that won't be.....

Goodbye, Mama Louise.....

Love,

Fresh Pot