I was Renee.  Remember my smile.  I was not the dark fear you saw cloud my face. 

    I was Renee.  Remember my laughter.  I was not the anger which came from within me.

    I was Renee.  Remember my dancing and my music and my singing, how I moved and touched you in all the ways I did, but not how I sometimes yelled and frightened you.

    I was Renee.  Those things - the fears, the darkness and the anger - they were not me.  They came from an illness I did not choose, but which chose me.  They were not me.

    I was Renee.  I knew your love.  I saw you suffer from my suffering.
 
    I was Renee.  My demons are gone.  Remember the best of me.

    I was Renee.  I am now at peace.  You be at rest, too.