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CONNOR CELEBRATION OF LIFE

Steven L. Berry
April 27, 2000

11 November 1999

It’s morning now and I am sitting alone in Connor’s room. I hear the sounds of construction in the outside world but I am HERE in the inside world.

I LOVE YOU CONNOR –
......UNCONDITIONALLY
......TOTALLY
I KNOW YOU,
......GREAT WARRIOR,
......WISE SPIRIT
......WILL HELP US AND
......TAKE CARE OF US.
I MISS YOU SO MUCH –
MORE THAN I COULD HAVE EVER IMAGINED.

You have woven such a complex and profound tapestry with your life here with us. You have woven more tapestry in your short, almost 17 years than most people do in many lifetimes. I will always remember you and love you. I know that you came to earth as a warrior spirit and that you have come to fight what was probably your hardest battle in all of your warrior lives. The battle with darkness. I thought at first when I found your body that you had given up. But I realize that you won the battle and that the last few weeks were your best and clearest time here. I know that you love us and that we love you. I know that you invited the darkness to fight again and again, that you chose the time and place, that you were tormented and wounded and almost succumbed. But, you fought and fought and you finally won, and realized that you had won and that it was time to go home to GOD. You did not take the easy way out but exited as you lived, with courage and decisiveness.

GOD BLESS YOU
TAKE CARE OF MY SON, MASTER
This is my prayer
Om Shanti Amen




12 November 1999
Connor’s Room

I am listening to Ziggy Marley because I would like to play his music for Connor’s Celebration of Life. This music will be good. The song “Free Like We Want 2 Be” reminds me of you, Connor. Now you are free like you want to be and I know that you know how much we will always love you. I also know that you know we can and will take care of each other. I know you, sweet warrior spirit, will take care of us.

I miss you so much, much more than I could ever have known I would. Thank you for coming here to spend time with us while you fought your battles.

Go with God and Master my son, my brother.

Written by:
Steven L. Berry