Remembering Leonard 2018

Tomorrow marks the 2nd anniversary of Leonard’s passing from this world. For me the pain is as raw as ever. I don’t think I’ll ever heal, but I am forever grateful for all my memories. This year we have the extra comfort in his book of poetry, song lyrics, and poetry, The Flame.

In this video I am reciting one of those poems called Doesn’t Matter. It was suggested on a Facebook Group for The Flame that we record ourselves reading from the book. This wasn’t supposed to be my actual tribute for his anniversary, but life has been hectic, and difficult recently, so I made this video today using footage of when I done a unified hearts of candles shortly after he passed away, and I added me reading the poem today.

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Leonard’s Birthday

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I had been wondering how I would mark Leonard’s birthday, and when I heard that The Flame was released early in some shops in Ireland my plan was made.

I had already planned on visiting the Botanic Gardens in Dublin, so first I collected the book and then I went across to the Gardens, with my treasure held closely to my heart.

While making these photos I almost felt guilty to not be keeping the booking in my hands, given how lucky I was to have it early, but since the name, The Flame, is a part of nature I knew the book fitted in these images.

While I listen to Leonard’s songs while I make this post I am reminded that my grief at his passing is as raw today as it was when I found out he was no more of this world. My heart shattered that day, and I don’t think it will ever heal. The wonderful memories I have, Leonard’s body of work, and making other memories mean life is still lived. I know know I am luckier than most where Leonard is concerned. I’ve had a lot of hardship in my life, and an Avalanche in the last couple of years. I’m forever grateful for my Leonard Memories to sustain my through The Darkness.

Now I look forward to the treasure that lies in the pages of The Flame. I am savouring it in small doses, for I want the first read to last as long as possible. I hope it isn’t the final record of Leonard’s work. What will be, will be.

Thank you Leonard. Rest easy. Love you always and forever. Thank you for the Memories. Gwen.