Pain, sorrow of love and lives lost,
to you who pass we offer our strength.
To us who stay we offer our compassion.
Lives burn bright with a light to hard to see
gone to their maker whom ever it may be.
Do not weep, do not tear,
be glad to know that they were here.
Hold on to times of fun joy and glee.
Hold on to your precious memories.
Be brave and step forward though your grief,
here is my hand,hold it, gather strength from it.
may your life be filled with love and joy.
Be bold and pass through your sorrow.
we are all there waiting,watching, loving,
with tear filled eyes knowing life moves on.
still its hard not to pause as lives lost is not fair
to know that they are no longer there.

Tho I cant write, in the memory of Edeyn Hanna Blackeney tho I never had the chance to meet her
this world is poorer that's shes passed on with my deepest condolences Erin

rues

The first word that comes to my mind when I think of Edeyn is kind. She once called me on the telephone and I still remember the sound of her voice and her laugh. She was funny, kind, and caring -- and brave. She stepped up when other people needed help, sometimes in quite awful situations.

She is one of the people who made BCTS a real home and community.

There is a little strange artifact that she organized: Pen Pals. She contacted seven of us and proposed that we collaborate on a story told through emails. I forget why it stopped, but we didn't get to the point of the exercise, which was (if I remember correctly... it was five years ago) that some of our characters were transgendered. There was more to it than that... I'll have to dig up the old emails, but it was a clever Edeyn-y thing that only she would think of and have the energy to shepherd through. There were only 16 pieces posted, but probably three times the volume of that in emails, where we worked out the characters, their back stories, plot strategies and so on.

In any case, the point is that she was creative, she was involved, and I hate the word, but she was a people person, and if you were one of the people she knew, you were very lucky indeed.

(written with a few tears),

Kaleigh

I enjoyed the sk8er girl stories and wished there were more. They were brilliant and though I never really got to know her, she seemed to be a class act and her passing makes me really realize the chance I got surviving my recent heart attack, and slight return to the hospital, last month, I am doing better and went back to work and Edeyn, you will be missed but thankfully your stories will go on, encouraging others to go on. May you rest in peace gentle sister.

...

Things arise, then they are, then they're gone.

It's true for everything, even people.

And it sucks.

At least it does when you focus on the last part. But then, what a miraculous universe it is that we arise and are, and how incredibly lucky we are that we get to share this life with each other, regardless of how difficult it can seem. It's easy to lose sight of this when we grieve.

It's awful that Edeyn is gone, but how wonderful it was to share life, in whatever measure we did, while she was here. And how lucky we are that she left so much for us to read so we can always remember that.

And I´ve managed to miss whole thing for fourteen days. T_T She really was one of best authors I´ve ever read. Sk8tr Girls and Dear Diary, and he work around BigCloset. It´s very bad news. And I´ve always hope she will sometimes finish her wonderful stories.
I am sad I didn´t know her better, I wish I had the opportunity. I will you miss you Edeyn Hannah Blackeney, even if you didn´t know me, and I did know you only from your stories. And still, tears are streaming from my eyes, I´ll really miss you.
Farewell and see you in that other place, sometime.
Robin