January 22, 1964 - January 26, 1999

Nick and I had been together for 16 years, married for almost 10. He was truly my other half, my best friend. On January 26,1999, four days after he turned 35 years old, he died from a sudden brain aneurysm.  He had no pain.

 Nick was the sweetest, gentlest person I ever knew. He was literally by my side for most of our time together, a once in a lifetime love. He is now resting in the Pacific Ocean off one of his favorite beaches. He is sorely missed by his family and friends.

Nick, I love you, I miss you. I'll see you later baby, sleep well.

Please see the memorial site my wonderful, incredible, friends built for me.
Please use the back button on your browser for those pages.

 To our friends and family,
I appreciate the support you've shown me and each other. It's beyond words, what you've all done for me and Nick. All I can say is a simple and very heartfelt Thank You.

 -Francoise aka Leilah's Mom

February 14, 1999

One Year

Ten Years


 Should you go first and I remain
To walk the road alone,
I'll live in memory's garden, dear,
With happy days we've known.

 In Spring I'll wait for roses red,
When fades the lilac blue,
In early fall, when brown leaves call
I'll catch a glimpse of you.

 Should you go first and I remain
For battles to be fought,
Each thing you've touched along the way
Will be a hallowed spot.
I'll hear your voice, I'll see your smile,
Though blindly I may grope,
The memory of your helping hand
Will buoy me on with hope.

 Should you go first and I remain
To finish with the scroll,
No length'ning shadows shall creep in
To make this life seem droll.
We've known so much of happiness,
We've had our cup of joy,
And memory is one gift of God
That death cannot destroy.

 Should you go first and I remain,
One thing I'd have to do:
Walk slowly down that long, lone path,
For soon I'll follow you.
I'll want to know each step you take
That I may walk the same,
For some day down that lonely road
You'll hear me call your name.

 Sent to me by Yvonne Marks

Joy, the minister, read this at his services:

"When I am gone, release me, let me go.
I have so many thingst o see and do.
You mustn't tie yourself to me with tears
Be happy we had so many years.
I gave you my love, and you can only guess
How much you gave me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown,
Yet, now it's time I traveled on alone.
So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must,
then let your grief be comforted by trust.
It's only for a while we must part,
So bless those memories within your heart.
I won't be far away, for life goes on;
So if you need me, call, I will come;
Though you can't see or touch me
I'll always be near,
And when you listen with your heart
You'll hear all my love around you soft and clear.
And then when you must come this way alone,
I'll greet you with a smile and 'Welcome Home'!"


The day after Nick passed away, a friend on mine from the internet, Wanda, sent me this joke in email. It's just too appropriate not to include here.  Just to clarify, she had NO idea that I had lost Nick the night before when she sent this:

A guy named Bob receives a free ticket to the Super Bowl from his
company.  Unfortunately, when Bob arrives at the stadium he realizes

the seat is in the last row in the corner of the stadium - he's closer
to the Goodyear blimp than the field.

About halfway through the first quarter, Bob notices an empty seat 10
rows off the field, right on the 50 yard line.  He decides to take a
chance and makes his way through the stadium and around the security
guards to the empty seat.  As he sits down, he asks the gentleman
sitting next to him, "Excuse me, is anyone sitting here?"  The man
says no.

Now, very excited to be in such a great seat for the game, Bob again
inquires of the man next to him, "This is incredible!  Who in their
right mind would have a seat like this at the Super Bowl and not use it?"

The man replies, "Well, actually, the seat belongs to me, I was
supposed to come with my wife, but she passed away.  This is the
first Super Bowl we haven't been together at since we got married in

"Well, that's really sad," says Bob, "but still, couldn't you find
someone to take the seat?  A relative or close friend?"

"No," the man replies, "they're all at the funeral."

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