Eli Wooley Westlake I believe, experienced an astounding metamorphosis in the last 6 months of his life.

He achieved an inner peace and a comfort in his own skin that most of us are still striving for.

I know I am.

Not so long ago when Eli hit a low point in his life, Jess (my son) & I were very honored that he felt he could find a safe place with us.

During this time Eli talked to me about his fears, his doubts, the stuff that was getting him down, his hopes & his dreams.
I guess knowing this side of Eli and then watching him pull his life together and forge steadily forward, only magnified my wonder and my delight at observing the man he was becoming.

It's bittersweet that Eli died when he was in a state of inner peace. Bitter because he died at all, bitter because the world would sadly miss him. BUT sweet because we can draw strength in knowing that the torture & turmoil had left him.

I find his bike symbolic of who he was. This bike says it all don't you think? Not just anyone can ride that bike.

You have to be prepared to make a statement!
"I'm a f@#in' dude! This is me! And I'm prepared to parade it on the street!"

When I went to visit Eli earlier this week at the morgue, I had a bit of a chat to him.

Knowing how the guy hated to be idle,I asked him if he would be an angel and take care of the loved ones he's left behind.... especially Jan, Nigel & Joeli.
I've already put him to the test and he's delivered stunning results on several counts.
So if you believe in angels like I do, I recommend you call on angel Eli if you need a hand.
Eli would hate to think the clock has stopped for us.

Sometimes I get messages from the angels & I have a message for everyone here today especially Jan, Nigel & Joeli.
"Live the life you choose to live!
Chase your dreams!
Live them fully & live them well!!"

Little Eli ..... may you shine as bright as the brightest star forever more.