Rest in peace Big Momma...

I was told something that I could hardly believe Friday night: Chery Spector had died 3 months ago.
"No way, not again" I yelled aloud, on 14Th St NW. outside Busboys and Poets. Not Cheryl, whom I had known as friend, activist, and comrade since I had returned to DC in 1993. She was as loving, aware and as powerful a dyke that I had met, not only here in Capital City, but anywhere on this planet...
She was rare because of her unique style and compassion made her stand out,in and about, no matter where she went.
I got home and reluctantly checked and was saddened with the news: another great loving powerful warrior for truth and justice had passed! The last time I had seen her was at Max Lawton's funeral(December 3rd 2006): another friend whom I had lost touch with--and thought "I will see in time"-- and found out indirectly he had passed: DAMN!!!!!!!!!!
SUCH A TRAGIC FUCKING AGE!!!!!!
Once again I am reminded that life is so precious;I truly miss all my friends...
I love and will always miss you Cheryl,
GOD SPEED,Big Momma, God speed...
Love,
Allen

how many tears are enough to say: farewell
when do we stop mourning the dead; when do we realize that forever is longer than good bye
how can I say "hello" again: am I still brave enough to "love".
living becomes harder when there is no one left to laugh and cry with, about memories no one remembers...
loneliness is the companion of sorrow: I am lonely again...