I arose from my fitful sleep and gathered up the flashlight. I wanted, no needed, to be near Jodi's grave. As I stood there in the early morning hours, I scanned the skies looking for the brightest star. She is there, forever beautiful and mysterious. As shooting stars streaked across the sky, I felt the tear drops fall and for a brief moment, we were united. You are so near, yet so far. I love you, Jodi.