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In Memory of Lee Murphy My beloved Lee, The story of my life began when I first met you over 35 years ago, what stared as a friendship grew into an everlasting love. I will never forget the times we shared, even the times when we were apart, we always knew we were only a phone call away. Last year when we celebrated your birthday together planning for a future where we would never be apart again; we made our plans, but God also made His, nothing could have prepared me for March 31, that as I was holding your hand with my head on your chest, that I would be listening as you took your last breath and feeling your last heartbeat. When I kissed your still warm lips, I knew then that just as the story of my life had begun with you, on that day it ended. I don't yet when my last tears will fall or if I will ever feel something than the hole in my heart, you will always be with me in my heart and in my thoughts, I'll always love you. Joycelyn.
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Published in The Atlanta Journal-Constitution on Oct. 2, 2017
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