From me to you Luke. Never let you go! You NEVER let me down! Luke was adopted as a baby. He never met his biological parents. He often wondered if he had inherited the disease that ended up taking his life. He thought that was the reason he was put up for adoption in the first place.
Luke lived in Millville, NJ and always had a large group of friends around him. That group of friends came to be known as "Third Ward".
Luke had one son that he loved more than anything! He often was saddened by the fact that his disease kept him from being the father he wanted to be. I am fortunate to keep up with him on social network. Often I don't speak, just check to see how much he resembles Luke. Luke would be so proud of his son, because he is making good decisions in his life. I remember the day Luke learned his only son would be moving to another State. He was sad, because even when he was with in miles from him, he still was unable to spend much quality time with him,
I only saw Luke cry 4 times in the 15 years I lived with him. One of those times was when he knew his son had moved, Brandy's death, his grandmother's death and there was one last time. I woke up and he was looking at me, crying. He knew (thought) I was too far gone.
Too many memories to speak about Luke. This is for him. See, Grief is the last act of love I have to give Luke Dolan Greene. Where there is deep grief 5 years after your death, Zookie, there was once great love, together.
Luke was one kind, gentle and hurt. Luke had a hurt that I could never uncover. Luke and I could have had the best life together. We could have had it all! Luke, I understand & know you did not want to die that night. Sadly, the disease won. However, the one thing we shared more than love wants to kill me, too. I will continue to do my best not to let the disease kill me, too. I will NEVER EVER forget you. I see you in my mind each day. I will see you again in Heaven my Zookie Bear.
Luke lived in Millville, NJ and always had a large group of friends around him. That group of friends came to be known as "Third Ward".
Luke had one son that he loved more than anything! He often was saddened by the fact that his disease kept him from being the father he wanted to be. I am fortunate to keep up with him on social network. Often I don't speak, just check to see how much he resembles Luke. Luke would be so proud of his son, because he is making good decisions in his life. I remember the day Luke learned his only son would be moving to another State. He was sad, because even when he was with in miles from him, he still was unable to spend much quality time with him,
I only saw Luke cry 4 times in the 15 years I lived with him. One of those times was when he knew his son had moved, Brandy's death, his grandmother's death and there was one last time. I woke up and he was looking at me, crying. He knew (thought) I was too far gone.
Too many memories to speak about Luke. This is for him. See, Grief is the last act of love I have to give Luke Dolan Greene. Where there is deep grief 5 years after your death, Zookie, there was once great love, together.
Luke was one kind, gentle and hurt. Luke had a hurt that I could never uncover. Luke and I could have had the best life together. We could have had it all! Luke, I understand & know you did not want to die that night. Sadly, the disease won. However, the one thing we shared more than love wants to kill me, too. I will continue to do my best not to let the disease kill me, too. I will NEVER EVER forget you. I see you in my mind each day. I will see you again in Heaven my Zookie Bear.
