I met Sari when she was 18. I was 24. I didn't plan on falling head over heels in love with anyone, but with Sari, what was there not to love?! She was absolutely gorgeous to behold, but there was so much more. At 18, I was blown away by her wisdom, intelligence, humility, kindness, and compassion. Her calm and grace and aura of goodness and godliness left me in awe.
I have seen and been around much death, especially in combat, and have had many occasions to witness human mortality and the impermanence of life. But no ones passing from this "veil of tears" has made me examine my mortality and status of my immortal soul, than did the passing of my beloved Sari. She was barely 24, and had so much going for her. The world truly was "her oyster".
I know as well as I can know anything that the essence of Sari survived her physical death. Her spirit is very much alive, albeit on a plane that I can not claim to really understand. Sari was the most alive, vibrant person I ever came in contact with.
She once looked in my eyes and told me we were both "old souls". Hers was as fine and noble a soul as I will ever meet in this life.
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