slips in with a very heavy heart and writesit is with deepest sorrow that i write in Ragnar's behalf to let everyone know of the sudden passing of woobie . She passed away suddenly between sunday and monday morning. To say that Ragnar is heart broken is just a tip of what He is feeling now. Tthey have been together for over 20 years
i can say that i loved her to pieces, her laughter and quick whit and remarks will be sorely missed, she was incredible in everything she did and even adopting my cat as her grand fur baby! i know she is finally free of the pain that she lived with and for that i am thankful for. i am thankful i got to know her, my life is richer for having known her. my heart and thoughts are with Ragnar as He deals with this unmeasurable loss.
Go with love and light my friend, you will always be in our hearts and thoughts
I am saddened by this, she will always be remembered. Sweet dreams dear one you will never be forgotten.There is a star that shines bright in the night, and it will be you.
adi
This breaks my heart!One of the few I made friends with and one beautiful brilliant woman.
*Go gentle into that good night*
This is such sad news. And so unexpected. My heart goes out to Ragnar and those who loved her. Ragnar, you are very much in my thoughts and prayers.
This is a shock ! I have known her forever, although i didnt know her well, but she was/is the love of Ragnar, please pass on my love, thoughts and prayers to Ragnar !
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.