When I first encountered victims of SR111, I did not fully understand their grief...But I do today. I have a picture of an Angel named Karen Lee Hunt on my dresser. I look at her picture every single day(its difficult to stop looking at her)
I have visions of Karen Lee as a beautiful bride, having children, graduating from Syracuse. I also have visions of a little 13 year old Robyn growing up without her big sister. The worst part is when Robyn reaches Karern's age..and then succeeds it....
Today I realize that Robyn is Amy....Karen is Tara. Barb and Mark are Peggy and Bob.....
Please take the time to read this story. It deeply touched the family of Holly Jones and was put up on a memorial site for Holly.
But the message in the story is Karen's message. And its a message I think you need to read.
Please don't be offended by anything I've said. I'm simply thought it was what Karen wanted me to do. To tell you her story...and her message
CG, That's certainly extremely tragic. There were a lot of teenagers and young people on that flight. What a terrible waste, all because of a few fanatic nutcases. My heart goes out to Karen's parents.
Her mother sent me a picture of her. I didn't even ask for it. I put her picture in a frame. Its forefront on my dresser.
...I do not forget her.
...........I do not forget......
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