Thirty four years ago who would have thought that you would now be but a memory? thirty four years ago who would have thought that for more than a third of that time you have lived only in pictures of the past and movie reels of the heart? who would have thought, that first moment I held you, that first moment I kissed your cheek, that first year of first experiences that there would come a time when there will no longer be any more and that every moment remembered will become a treasure beyond value, every pain of loss, a key to a treasure trove of laughter and sorrow. who would have thought that though now gone, you would never be no longer with us? all that time ago, who could have seen the picture so devastated and broken and so bitterly destroyed by those left behind you, those who claimed to have known you and even loved you … how sadly missed you are, how glad we are you did not see the truth of the lies of the liars around you. all those years ago, who would have thought that today we would be celebrating your birthday without you … again?