My Butterfly; A dedication to Eric Partridge
This is Eric's Memorial
I love the Butterfly.
His mom had this sketched and I think it is most fitting to him.
Thank you Miss Sharon, this is so beautiful.
7 Months Vastly Approaches.
I miss him every minute of the day.
I know you are our angel now.
I registered a star in the virgo constellation for Eric
Here it is
This is for Eric
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The Return to Mother Earth
Naked you came
from Earth the Mother.
Naked you return to her.
May a good wind be your road.
- Omaha prayer
This is a dedication page and rememberance of love for my twin flame soulmate
Eric Scott Partridge Born: 9/21/1971 Died: 9/11/04.
Who left me too soon.
PERSONAL NOTE:
When we met, time paused for a moment. On that cold January night I learned what true love was all about...I was made a believer that love in this rare and magical form DOES exist. When I shook his hand..it was as if lightning struck and I was safe in the arms of fate. I needed no prodding to know that where he was..so shall I be.
And It stayed that way for 7 years.
Our Anniversary: 1/12/99
"There was a beautiful source of energy and love that wrapped itself around my being on that evening. I met my male form, my true love, my angel who saved me in spite of what would eventually happen to him. I will always love this gentle man, he will be on my mind during my last breath. So Giddy I will be just to see him again.
I lost Eric to a Heroin Overdose...I lost alot on that day.
HEROIN is an insedious destroyer of souls.It comes on with good dreams and euphoria.There's little else like the soft warm waves that surge through your body.Like long lost secret memories from a cool heavenly death.Life's worries and cares are over...solved in an instant! But if you mess around with it too often, it robs you of ALL your dreams. All the pleasures that life has allotted you are burned up like sands that run out from an hour glass. It leaves you with only the desire to have IT again and again. That, and the frozen pain when you can't get it. It takes from you everything that once justified your existance. You end up existing only for it despite who you hurt in the process. The Pandora's Box has been opened and an extra appendage added to your body.You become it's slave. You will become SICK,STOUPID and SEXLESS. Perhaps you think you can take it with impunity. I have never met such a person.Take it just once and it will change you forever.It is a devil older than man and is more evil than any man can comprehend.It is only a chemical...as we all are. Make Haste in listening to one who knows this dirt road and it's repercussions all to well. They say only 1% of people who are severly addicted to this drug--get off and stay off.In my case it worked but for my love; Eric, it didn't. We almost made it. I am sure this has happened to many, leaving a path of broken hearts along the way. If you need any help or advice please ask me.This is my path and if I can save anyone else from the constant pain I endure from the high cost this drug has cost me, I will oblige to help you in any way. SPEAK OUT AGAINST ADDICTION !
Eric Scott Partridge was born in Houston,Tx to Ms. Sharon Holt and Mr. Jimmy Partridge on 9/21/1971.He was a beautiful child and had a personality out of this world. He took tai-kwon-do as a young man and always had an interest in martial arts.He taught me some moves that could be lethal :) When I observed the relationship between he and his father I was always taken aback as there bond is many people wish for with there parents.They loved each other very much and his dad was always very proud. One of his many passions was music.His ecclectic collection of all things rare,hard to get, collectable,and unique was vast and everchanging.
He played drums for a bit but later on decided that songwriting and guitar were his forte'.He loved those Sunday Blues on 91.7 his favorite's...Nuri Nuri, The Blues Hound,Jay Hooks & Sweet Marie amoung so many. Man! what a dancer. He had a beautiful voice and loved to sing, he even won first place in choir for singing "Open Arms" by Journey in middle school. Eric worked as a Plant Technician doing mother natures work. He had a very soft and gentle spirit but was also a prankster with a unique sense of humor & realistic way that would keep me laughing always.Watching him tend to his organic plants with such ferverent care I knew he would be an excellent father one day. He loved Spawn & Faust comics and his collection of Spawn figures is off the map. He was well liked by many people and made a lasting impression to all that crossed his path. His sign, a Virgo, is an earth sign and he was every bit an earthy,laid back individual. The last night I ever saw him, we laughed and laughed at many things, reminiced about days gone by and had such hope for our future. His smile could light the world up on the darkest of nights.
Eric LIVED life...loved life...even during some of our darkest times he never failed to remind me that life is a gift and to live each day as if you are not promised another. He helped me to absord life and never take it for granted.Eric was a thinking man, a philosophiser,a free spirit, my teacher. Oh what a bright light.
He took half of many hearts with him. He took half my being with him and I will NEVER be the same. Here's to you Indio, my love.
He leave's behind His Father Jim; Mother Sharon; Best Friend AJ Grammar; many friends...many relatives.
And Me, Jenny Lynn
-SO-
Fly High my Butterfly
Be free
You are always part of me.
An original poem for Eric:
~Wicket Lane~
I cannot believe the door slammed shut
I waited there so long.
Collapsing days are worsening
Another blow of the mighty death gong.
-Can't breath-
I took a left, he took a right
sorrow met me here to grieve.
Where is he now my visionquest
my anguish fills night skys,
I wander round' aimlessley
as cars go flashing by.
Running, crying into the road
scraped knees, fisted hand's up to the sky
is that my love so rare and true to guide
me to safe flight?
All at once the lines are one
the endless passing of the night
He is not here, all alone now
the corners bare
just one pressing, blinking light.
*Wicket is Eric's nickname..he couldn't say Eric when he was just a tot..so it came out as Wicket.
ESP:
I miss you my precious.
I will never love another as I have loved you.
I will do all I can to forewarn and help others.Even though we spent times
Strung out, we were never loveless or pessimistic about all the plans and dreams we had. Thank You for your love. I wouldn't give up the 6 years that we shared for anything and I THANK the heavens we had that time. I wouldn't choose another. I am a lucky girl to have been your girl. NOONE wil ever compare.
I Love You Wicket*
We all miss you so very much.
You will NEVER ever be forgotten, you live on through me,you dad and countless others that loved you because you taught them the nature of a truly good hearted person.
I was blessed to know you,I know now that I will see you again.
Until then, my love, fare the well.
I know that you watch over us high from the illuminating skys.
"Were In This Together"
Upstairs At Eric's *poems under my name about recovery and our relationship.
~Taken~
Solemn oath laid before me
that cannot be bled.
As I watch the dirt go upon you
lay my hands upon thine head.
Why hath God forsaken me
I have fufilled all I have said
Anger fills this broken morrow
as I lie awake in dread.
Cursed ending
so mistreating
scarcely spoiled
never an easy life to tread
for my love is all I wanted
you repay me with his death.
Take all-take it all
leave me nothing
left behind
We will have our day of kindeling
We will have it ALL next time.
Copyright ©2004 Stargazer
~From a dear friend on VF~
For BlackAria
An amber light upon the sky,
another day does dawn.
Forlorn heart and tear-filled eyes,
my Beloved has now gone.
Bitter ache inside my soul,
no light can I yet see.
Hollowness, my heart's a hole,
the joy of life doth flee.
A day of rage and a day of pain,
many thousand souls were lost.
That they might share the pain with me,
A nation knows my loss.
No matter yet the days go by,
time does not heal all pain.
Yet I will love him 'ere I die,
My tears yet fall like rain.
Into the womb of night he went,
alone I am left behind.
Yet I feel him close to me,
until the end of time.
No matter time or space to me,
he beats in my heart still.
His spirit now 'bides over me,
loved shared by the Maker's will.
His fingers and his breath I feel,
when alone in the dark I lie.
Drawing forever close to me,
I'll love him 'til I die.
Yterbium
For Eric's Parents:
If they only knew that when I speak of him, I am not being morbid. I am
proclaiming his life. I am learning to live with his absence. For 33
years, he was a part of my life, born, nurtured, molded and loved; this
cannot be put aside to please those who are uncomfortable with my grief.
Where ever I am, I am with him, I am seeing his face, hearing his voice,
remembering his laughter, recalling his excitement and joy in life.
If only they knew that when I weep, I weep for what he has lost, for
the life he loved, for the music which filled his very being, and for all
he still longed to see and hear. For all that he loved and lost, I cry.
If only they knew the feeling of deep grief, the emptiness, the dull pain,
the endlessness of death ; if only they understood the insanity of
platitudes so freely spoken that "time heals"' that"
you'll get over it, " that "crying wont bring him back",
that ," he's in a better place ", that God only takes the best", and "
get on with your life already," and realize that these are more of an
insult than a comfort ; that the warm and compassionate touch of another
means so much more.
If they only knew that we will not find true peace and tranquility until
they are prepared to try to stand in our shoes. We will not
be understood until they learn to understand com
 AJ Grammer-his Band-our friend |
| Eric Scott Partridge*Virtual Flowers* |
| Layne Staley*Eric's favorite* |
| User_blackaria_*another memorial* |
| Eric really dug this music site |
| Miss Nancy layne Mcallum |
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