from Autumn Riddle

{read to Margo by Bill and loved ones as Margo made the transition}

The night before last I had a dream that Bill had brought Margo here to New Mexico and I had given her a massage.  I  did feel good about it as I could not see her face.     I have been afraid to call yet knowing she was fading. I can hardly accept it. I want to be there. 

I send my love and deepest gratitude for all she has given me and given to the world.

I send energy that she may leave in the spirit of beauty in which she lived her life.

My love and embraces to Bill in his despair,

Autumn (Autumn Riddle)