Dearest Jacella

I'm usually not at a loss for words as you who know are aware,
but the news of your passing Jacella has not only stilled my heart,
but my quill. I cannot think of anything else to do other than write a
letter, which I will share with those whom you loved and loved
you, for as you yourself practiced, sharing a grief lessens
the pain and lightens the heart.

The news of your passing has hit me doubly hard, for
we have not spoken together in quite sometime now. To know
you are no longer here to lend a guiding hand, brighten a darkened
path, wipe a tear, just give a giant hug, or any of the thousand acts
of love and kindness you've shared with those whose lives you've
touched, can only mean one thing, you're task here is complete.

We shared many a story of angels over our time. How they were
always there with a helping hand, a kind heart, and a loving
touch. My personal favorite was the tale of The Littlest Angel. She gave
from herself gifts that others trivial, or took for granted, yet in the
end, were the most cherished by those lives they touched.

I know you understand the tears that flow from my eyes as I write
you this letter, just as I know you'd wish for them to be brief. For to
know you now have arms that can stretch further and encompass
more lives is not a sad thing. There is a whole world out there that
will now know what we few privileged few have had the honor to
have shared for all too short a time, pure unadulterated love.
I dearly hope, no, I know, that as my tears have dried up and
my heart has moved from my throat, that truly,