Hi Dragos,So Very Sorry to Hear the end results Of Your Dear Friend, At least Now Family and Friends can have a Memorial, and Hopefully Find Closure, Many times Not Knowing is Worst that Finding and accepting the Truth... Neither is Easy... I send my Deepest Condolences! Whatever we face, we must Look look ahead, For Better Tomorrows! Stand Strong Soldier! Keep Marching On.
I awoke this morning love laid me down by a river. Drifting I turned on upstream Bound for my forgiver. In the giving of my eyes to see your face. Sound did silence me leaving no trace. I beg to leave, to hear your wondrous stories. Beg to hear your wondrous stories.
He spoke of lands not far or lands they were in his mind. Of fusion captured high where reason captured his time. In no time at all he took me to the gate. In haste I quickly checked the time. if I was late I had to leave to hear your wondrous stories. Had to hear your wondrous stories.
Hearing Hearing Hearing your wondrous stories. Hearing your wondrous stories. It is no lie I can see deeply into the future. Imagine everything You're close and were you there to stand so cautiously at first and then so high. As he spoke my spirit climbed into the sky. I bid it to return to hear your wondrous stories. Return to hear your wondrous stories.
Hearing, Hearing, Hearing, Hearing, Hearing, Keep them close, for one day you will find someone that will be so anxious to hear all your wondrous stories
Today the 21st is Orsolya's Birthday. It is a very strange feeling to know that the one that you once lived with and shared everything is not in this world any more. I left a picture of one of the roses I grow and an old Poem from very long ago on her FB profile. I just felt like I had to do something. I wanted to do something. I still want to do more! I want to scream sometimes. And if none of this had happened, If she still lived...., then she would be making songs and every so often I would call and see how life was. I know in the back of my mind that I always thought if I was still single I would return. But life gets complicated, and after I bought this house I stopped traveling so much. When her father and her Mothers' sister read what I had posted they wrote that there must be a lot of Love. And I was back later when I read what they had said. I posted "Yes, very much Love". And this is true, even though I always respected her relations and she mine I don't think either of us stopped caring for one another. I know that there are those that do not believe that thought transcends the material world and we are ashes to ashes. Which is what she was in being cremated and buried beneath a tree out in the countryside outside of Budapest where she and her brother would play as children. It is beautiful to me and I have been there more than a few times...far away from the city. The barbecues with the burning rose plants that were trimmed back and the rose hips sizzling and pushing that smoke into the air. I can only say that no matter what people believe that in the way you feel is what will matter after all is said and done. Orsi would be 38 today, anyway....just writing this to the wind I suppose. Though I have made myself busy it is going to be a long time to really understand about this. Too many times in life I start down one path and all seem sincere and then life gets strange. Orsi is the one person that for us we simply met and then one day I had to leave.....I kick myself for that but in all fairness I think it was not in my understanding in how I could of stayed there. In reality I could very well have stayed....But then I would have been a large burden at first but anyway... I am rambling. I doubt it matters. Do you ever notice how when there are some people that will be excited to talk with you and then there are some that wait a few days to open your mail? LOL> we all know it is true, and those people simply are too kind and attempt to "tolerate" you but I think they also are somewhat naive in thinking you don't see it. But Orsi was not like that. We dealt with things here and now. Even in death I know that I had already expressed everything to her and she to I. If I would have returned I would have most likely took my place with her and maybe one day it will make a nice little story. And the family that looks at their loved one now and is somehow brought closer in her death, I think of them and how they see their own flesh and blood in a different light. They are a very lovely family. They just forgot that they had more Love in their Life than they thought.
I breakdown in the middle and lose my thread No one can understand a word that I say When I break down just a little and lose my head Nothing I try to do can work the same way
Any time it happened I'd get over it With a little help from all my friends Anybody else could see what's wrong with me But they walk away and just pretend
When I breakdown
I breakdown in the middle and lose my thread No one can understand a word that I say When I break down just a little and lose my head Nothing I try to do can work the same way
Where are all the friends who used to talk to me All they ever told me was good news People that I've never seen are kind to me Is it any wonder I'm confused
When I break down, when I break down
Freedom, freedom, we will not obey Freedom, freedom, take the wall away Freedom, freedom, we will not obey Freedom, freedom, take them all away
Kendall42: sorry didn't see this til now. I do pray she returns home.
No, she is dead. I know my posts can be long but it says in there. But thanks for the thought. Her body was found a few months after she went missing. There was a memorial and many people spoke last Sunday. If you want you can watch one of the videos that shows her doing what she loved to do.
Dragos1: No, she is dead. I know my posts can be long but it says in there. But thanks for the thought. Her body was found a few months after she went missing. There was a memorial and many people spoke last Sunday. If you want you can watch one of the videos that shows her doing what she loved to do.
So sorry for your loss.
Here in NYC there was a little boy missing for months. Unfortunately he also did not make it home back to his family. But those we love stay with us in our heart and that in itself is a form of home.
Dragos1: No, she is dead. I know my posts can be long but it says in there. But thanks for the thought. Her body was found a few months after she went missing. There was a memorial and many people spoke last Sunday. If you want you can watch one of the videos that shows her doing what she loved to do.
I don't expect many to really get this though there are people still here that were here a year ago when I posted this. It has been a little over a year now Since my Dear Orsolya left this world. It seems like only yesterday since I spoke with her but of course that is only in my mind. And I do talk with her a lot that way..Just one of those things. Her music lives on.. Here is one..maybe I already posted it but It is one I like..Remembering Orsi..Forever will Live in My Heart. "Szeretlek Orsikám" You were always straight with me and we always went forward, even when life went other ways we took the time to stay in touch...maybe that is why a year after you are dead I am writing a post to you or for you..Miss you. Puszi Puszi. Orsi and Jakaba of Quantum Cowboys.... Over 100,000 plays just on this one. "Molecules" from the album "Ich Liebe Budapest"
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