Thanks, FlowerChild. I do want to explain my post above, a little more. There is, in this life we are given, the rational, the emotional, the spiritual,
and the metaphysical. We know the first two well enough. It's the last two where we can never really know, just yet, what is true and what isn't,
and yet anyone who says those last two are not basic parts of our existence, are in denial. There's something there-we just don't know what.
So to my basic belief, that all four are mixed together in the loss of Heath. It is true, he wanted his privacy. But please remember, I spotted
those terrible photos from London and freaked out, and now we know he had the flu, and a terrible sleep disorder. And so my basic belief is that,
towards the end, there was a conflict in that he finally was reaching out, signalling that things were not right, and yet didn't know exactly how
to do this, because, above all else, he was one who wanted happiness in others. I think then, he would be OK with those who move on and heal
up, because he would want that for them, but, because of the duality of his nature, he would also want some to walk with him in those hurts,
through those lonely nights in N. Y. He would want both. So we are all just fine as to how we respond, but should respect there was something
in him that needed both responses. Let's do that. Let's give him both, as we are, ourselves, made, and respect each others ways as fulfilling
that dual need he had.
Finally, on the metaphysical, who is to say they know exactly what this life is and what is on the other side, if anything? It is not impossible
people were meant to cross paths, for there could be a limited, extended family on the other side. You can't prove there is, or that there isn't.
But, please note, Heath set out on a journey when he was very young, perhaps to find himself, maybe to find even more love, for he was a gentle,
loving man, free from malice or spite (so very rare). No one can rule out that he needed more, and that more, was us.
Don't ever rule it out--we really were family. And therefore, the hell with the rational, that we never met. Yes.....we did.
