Going Home

There are certain goodbyes that, regardless of how prepared we think we are, push us to the point of breaking…  It’s as as if a hole the size of the Grand Canyon has been ripped into our souls…  Grief comes in waves and at times we feel like drowning would be a welcome relief from the flood of emotions we are forced to confront.  But we don’t give in.  We fight to stay afloat because “something”, deep within us, knows we will make it to the other side…  And that “something” patiently, quietly, comforts us…  And eventually what we are left with is the beautiful memory of that someone we were blessed to know.  A memory of a life that touched ours and made us just a little bit better.  And with time and perspective we are capable of realizing that the place of painful emptiness we felt so deeply was actually our heart growing to make room for the memory of their spirit.

Thank you to those who have helped expand my heart and have made me feel more deeply than I ever thought humanly possible.  It has been an honor to share this life…  This incredible dream with you.

Michael Foley

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Michael Foley

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Michael Foley currently lives in Los Angeles where he pursues his passions. Writing, psychology, spirituality and politics. He has been a fierce advocate for LGBT rights since the early 80′s, during which time he was part of New York City’s Act-Up and a volunteer at the Gay Men’s Health Crisis. He has worn many hat’s over the years including nearly a decade in Corporate America where he was an Operations Manager in the Insurance Industry (please don’t hold that against him). Today he is a produced playwright and actor who continues to support and fight for LGBT equality and the healing of the LGBT Community.