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Gone Too Soon, Never Forgotten

Until a few minutes ago, I had not decided whether to write this post or not. Until Wednesday 18th November 2009, it was not a post that I ever expected I would have to write. That was the fateful day that I lost my best friend, soul mate and fiancée, Danielle Antonia Price. Tomorrow would have been her 33rd Birthday.

If you had asked me this afternoon why I would not be sat writing tonight, one of the reasons would have inevitably been an inability to maintain my emotions whilst doing so. The main reason however is that I have no words that can do justice to Dani.

I have no words that can do justice to Dani

However, I have spent the last hour perusing the various tributes paid to her on her obituary page, and felt that I must … I will however keep it brief!

How do I define my feelings right now? Simply speaking, the last four months have been a relative eternity when compared to the seven special years during which I was fortunate to have her in my life. I have already spoken about the huge impact that Dani had on my life – she saved me from myself when the self-destruct button was approaching the ‘eternity’ setting. (See my previous post) She also taught me how to smile and laugh again, how to love again.

If that represents a harsh and practical reality, it is solely because I needed saving. The essence of it is that she was the most amazing person that I have ever known. Her smile and the glint in her eyes lit up a room instantly, her laugh constantly lifted people, and her generosity always comforted.

I have yet to meet anyone who could be so ambitious, practical and committed to being successful, yet remain so carefree, sensitive and loving. How could anyone be so girly and yet so sporty at the same time? It is almost as if God really did break the mould and fill someone with every positive quality of which you could think.

It is almost as if God really did break the mould and fill someone with every positive quality of which you could think

Dani lived for her friends, and her friends for her. She was the one they all relied on in times of need, and when they wanted a party. She was the one they wanted to emulate. In her family she was both voice of reason, and party catalyst!

I have not met a person with a bad word to say about Dani – the usual adjectives were beautiful, intelligent, vivacious, funny … mad on occasion! She was friend to many, enemy to none … sister to 3, daughter to 2 … admired by most who came into contact with her.

To me … see above … my best friend, soul mate and fiancée. The one who made me smile the minute she walked into a room, the one who made me complete.

Her legacy to me is the strength and courage to grow in her loss, and the fact that she gave me the happiest day of my life when she agreed to marry me. That is why when tomorrow comes, there may be a tear, but certainly no fear. She was taken from us prematurely but her spirit lives on in us. In her memory, I live in hope that I can honour everything she was by being a better person and not wasting a precious moment of life.