I’m thoughtful today. Earlier in the week, I had heard of the passing of a friend. They left SL a long while back, for all the right reasons. Lore was someone who came to my rock club !Exodus! which I operated from 2010 to 2015. Lore was the funniest Frenchie I ever met and we teased her constantly. We even had gestures made of Kellie Pickler’s quote from Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader “Is France a Country?”. She was mad on Guns n Roses with an avie as tall and skinny as a bean but most of all everybody loved her. No one ever had a bad word to say about her. It was at !Exodus! that she met Dean, an Aussie, who would steal her heart in both SL and RL. After meeting in Paris for the first time Lore made the decision to up sticks and leave her life in France, taking her daughter with her for a new life in Australia with Dean. Dean would drop me a skype message occasionally with a photo of them and passing on news to share…”Lore is pregnant”…”Lore and I have a daughter!!!”. The messages always brought a smile to my face knowing they were happy and living life to the fullest extent.
I hadn’t heard from them in a while and it was devastating to hear this week that Lore had passed away after a year-long battle with cancer, leaving Dean and their small daughter behind. The only saving grace was the knowledge that they had lived those happy years together and that it all started in SL.
The last 24 hours has brought news of another passing. Someone that I didn’t know as well as I knew Lore but someone I respected and cared about nonetheless. Bruce used to come to my dj sets at Blithe a couple of years ago, was always the perfect gentleman, dry-witted and funny and I know he was a great support as a ‘Sadysitter’ on many occasions. His sudden passing has shocked many people and will leave a gap. Just like Lore, I know he will be remembered by many in the Second Life community with warmth and eventually smiles.
It’s Mother’s Day here in the UK and that’s always a mixed day for me. My kids will come over to see me at some point today and I will love seeing them. I will visit the cemetery to ‘visit’ my mother who passed away aged 42. My mum and I weren’t terribly close. I loved her and she loved me but she favoured my sister, something my Dad has since even admitted and we’ve discussed his regret on his feelings of ‘allowing’ it to be so obvious when I was a child. I was barely more than a child when she passed and maybe had we known each other longer and she’d seen my life and my children we may have grown closer but we didn’t get that opportunity.
So I’m sorry it’s a gloomy post today but hopefully the photo brings a little brightness and light to it!
For Mothers everywhere, and especially the UK, Happy Mother’s Day
*Head – LeLutka – Korina