Sam, my beautiful Godmother.
Our world has lost an angel, and my very own guardian angel.
From the day of my birth you were there for me every single step of the way. Whether in person with a hug, a phone call of encouragement or a letter written with love and without fail a perfectly timed birthday wish. I was never forgotten. You never let me down, not once.
You always asked, you always listened, you always cared and then you brought in your wisdom, almost ancient wisdom to guide.
You saw the positive in everything. The glass was always full.
You had such great strength, physical, emotional, spiritual.
I admired you from day one. I was so proud to show you off to all my friends! "This is my Godmother! Isn't she wonderful?!"
You were my mentor, I wanted to be like you...
So beautiful, strong, so full of grace, humility, and always the laughter.
You could laugh at anything. I loved that.
I remember your big beautiful hands that held mine, your deep eyes that took in everything, your hugs that lasted forever. You heart that loved me unconditionally.
You helped build up my resilience, my self belief. You taught me to push on through in this crazy world with your love, your belief in me. Now that, that is priceless.
My heart is now missing a piece. A big one and it aches. But you would want me to be strong and stand tall and smile, so I will. For you.
Sam, I love you to the moon and back and then again...
This is not the end. We will meet again. Somehow, somewhere I will find you and I will thank you, and remind you how truly precious you have been.