Breezes is gone.
Sadly, the fun times at the Second Life Newspaper came to an end in 2010, and the lady who considered herself her daughter here all but dropped out of Second Life. But Breezes hung on, shopping, being with friends, and eventually joining the Newser for a time. Eventually, she would depart the paper, not able to write articles on a regular basis. But we would still remain in contact with her.
When she passed away Saturday September 9 shortly after 10AM SL time, word soon reached Second Life. "Breezes Babii passed away and transitioned into her angel wings to watch over all of us," Spoke Ray Lobo (Nevar Lobo) in the Relay group. Vickie A. Maidstone, "Breezes will be missed, but let her legacy live on." There will most likely be a service of some kind for her at the Tombstone community.
Athene Forder would compose a poem on the spot for her.
Sometimes one must listen to the rain
as it falls in our lives
drenching each dream
yet refreshing our souls
as it washes away the soil
Sometimes one must stand in the sun
alone, enduring the heat
disregarding the sweat and toil
and the disapproving eyes
to make a point worth making
Sometimes one must huddle in the fog
of indecision and loss
feeling the cold invade our bones
while straining our eyes
to see beyond the fears
Sometimes one must endure the night
shivering in the cold
afraid to take a step
in any direction at all
for fear of the consequences
And sometimes one must sit back
knowing that no matter
the wet, heat, cold or blindness
That is not all that is given us
so we must wait
Sometimes we just need to watch the sunrise.
Farewell, our beloved colleague and friend. We'll meet again someday.