Julie Rybicki burial

The day was cold and raining, I can remember it very well. We all huddled under the canopy,crying and sad. Melinda asked if she could put her track and field pin from North Muskegon High School with Julie, and did. Rick my brother in law sang a song about a bird in a cage. We all told stories, and said goodbye. All the Dudes were their, the John's from, college, and me her brother. John Rybicki and their son Martel were their, and we wanted time to stop.

I made a sketch out of grief,and even Ra Ra could recognize it. The relatives and friends threw dirt in her grave. I imagined Julie was looking from above, without cancer, free from the world.The rain was her painless tears of Joy, I hope too see her again.

I know we must be strong and love as she loved, for she was a never ending blessing. She always treated me as less of a person,except when I read her Diary.  I was viewed as a mortal, unblemished.Julie always told me how beautiful I was, that is why I feel must pass some of her Love in these words and pictures.  

 Julie's time table is gone, her body was worn out and tired, and she is still around though. I see parts of her in the friends and relatives she has given books-hugs-chocolate-and most of all her heart.  

Tony her favorite brother