If you read my work then you know that I have written many different pieces on Jamie Strong, a person I loved from the age of 15, but we ended up seperated by age and time. I learned that in August of 2008, he died of lung disease. My whole life my heart has belonged to him, my dream was to be healed and be able to walk up to him a whole 'adult', minus the emotional issues that had plagued me from childhood and marriage abuses. I now no longer have that chance..and right as he died, I became 'me'. I have not been able to mourn him, the tears don't fall. It does not seem real to me, but surreal. He was special, he loved me and cared for me no matter what. He had an infectious smile and flashing blue eyes that the earth will be sorry to not have. He was talented and a hard worker. There is so much more to say...and most of it can be read in my writing. But never can the essence of him be actually put to words. He is eternal..he lives on in me and my stories and my children who know him well. I will miss him more than I can express. Today he soars with angels as I try to find a way to cope with the loss.
James Lee Strong 41 years old
June13, 1967 to August 2008
Son, Brother, Father, Friend and The Keeper of My Heart
Always is Always Jamie
His New Poem: "Soaring With Angles"