I will share with you the story of my friend Ami.
This is a story of a dying Knight and the Princess who saved him?.
I will share with you the story of my soul friend Ami.
I first met Ami on a Revlon photo shot when I went to see my ?little? sister, Tina in Los Angles, CA. [Ami was a model for Revlon, originally from Paris, France]. I?d never believed in ?Love at first sight? but I felt very drawn to her spiritually?
We met each other again a few years later in a hospital, in Tennessee. I learned later that she had contracted hepatocellular cancer (cancer of the liver). I was going for radiation treatment [once a day for four days a week, four days chemotherapy, one day sick, one day not feeling too bad, one day feeling relatively well, and then the same cycle for five months]. By this time in treatment I was a yellow color because of my kidneys, my hair had become very thin, my eyes were bloodshot from being so tired and the chemotherapy was poisoning my blood. So laying on a hospital gurney, feeling really sick, I heard a voice with a pronounced French accent, ?Bonjour mon ami, it?s been so long, how are you?? All I said in reply was ?Hello?, without really realizing who was talking to me.
A few days later on another visit, and feeling sorry for myself, a blonde girl who I thought I vaguely recognized asked if I would help her with some children [I later found out they had been named ?Ami?s little angels? by the hospital staff]. Well you can guess I finally figured out that this was the girl Ami that I had met in LA a few years ago. We started to spend every day together, Ami, her little angels and I. Sometimes when I?d collect them one of the angels was ?missing?; I quickly learned not to ask questions, although I?d been told not to become attached to the children, but it?s so hard not too. One day determined to end the misery that my life had become I sat with my back to a wall with a twelve-gauge ticket to oblivion. But a knock on the door interrupted me it was Ami. She told me that however bad I thought things where, you should never give up, our lives are not ours to take that is a decision only God can make. And too think of the little children, they had not got to live or see life yet, and yet we had seen the world and had a rich and full life.
?Don?t cry for them, just help me to make the children?s short time with us as happy as you are able?, Ami used to say. I once asked her ?Tell me why God had let this happen to little children, with no one to love and comfort them?. She said that she had asked the same question in a prayer once. She said that the answer she was given was; ?That?s not true, I sent you didn?t I?. Makes everything more bearable when you realize there are lots of little children far worse off than you are or ever will be?
One day one of Ami?s angels asked me, ?Where is Ami, she hasn?t come to see us and we miss her?. a few days earlier I had promised her that I would not give up, however bad it got and if I survived, always remember her and ?her? little children, and to keep on searching until I find my echoing soul to spend the rest of my time with.
Time to say goodbye [25th, July 1998]
[There but for the grace of God go I]
