Lamberta, Michael J

I met Michael at his roommates’ 30 birthday party. He was the one opening the door and we hit it off right away. I was stunned by his wit, his charm, his way to put me at ease. Hours later, we met again in the living room (dance floor) and started talking. Next thing I knew it was 6 am and we were still talking. Sitting outside, I fell asleep on his shoulder and he let me rest for hours. I felt safe and so comfortable and when I talk about it, can recreate this moment...the weather, the feel of his shirt, the scratchy beard...and I miss it...miss Michael...miss this moment. I know that you are resting peacefully, but I so wish you could be here still. Michael told me what someone told him and I want to give it back to him on his journey: “The clouds still roll by, the waves still hit the shore. With or without you.” With all my love, sweetheart. xoxoxo