I have some memories of Heather, actually I have alot of memories of Heather, we spent quite a few years together. Amy and Michelle are the very best memories I have from that time.
I met Heather when she lived on hope between 73rd and 65th. Tiny little street. We did alot together, and I mean alot. Her mother Virginia loved me enough because of how I treated and respected her daughter that she called me son before she passed. I have so many memories flooding through my mind of the time we shared, and they are almost all good memories, sorry not pg, so I'll have to share them with myself. I'm sorry for your pain now that she's not here anymore, but at least now Heather is not in pain any more. I saw Heather last year for the first time in about 25-30 years, and it broke my heart. She was a shell of her old self, still had fire in her, but the body was giving up. It was really hard to reconcile the Heather I knew and loved with the Heather that I was sitting and talking with. Never did I think I her life would be as bad as it became. So many things I would share, so many memories of our time, that woman jumped in front of me one time when some dickhead pulled a pistol and was going to shoot me, I was so mad at her over that, she might have gotten herself shot! that's how deep her love for me was. I know she always loved me, from when we first met, she always loved me. The friends I have made in my life since I always had one comment about her, and still it's true, Heather was the best backup in a bar fight I ever had. Nobody was walking up behind me, no one. She would hit them with whatever she could get her hands on, she would not let me get blindsided. We shared our lives for a time and my memories are many, I am glad that she loved me enough to be in my life for awhile. Be at peace Heather, thank you for the time we shared. Know that I have always spoken well of you, and always will. I'm grateful that you no longer hurt, that you no longer have to suffer, you can run and climb trees again. You have my love and my heart.
Mike