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Erin at 10, a real swinging ten.

Erin is ten, a reall swingwing ten. Aside from the normal ages and stages her personality has changed very little. Easy going, friendly, rather old fashioned, Erin enjoys people and life. She is very popular at school and well liked by...

Erin Always Encouraged Me To Write

When I came up with the idea of devoting a webpage as a tribute to my late sister Erin, it was at first, a way for me to honor her memory. It took me by surprise when after writing a little I needed to...

A Profound Loss

I don’t think any words can really describe my grief. In a ten year span I lost my Dad, my sister Erin, and my mother (my song, my light, my rock). I lost me. With each death a part of me died too. Honestly,...

Our Dad

On the morning of October 27^th, 1996, my father decided to hang two bird feeders and a bird bath on the wall of the balcony at my parent’s new apartment building. I had just talked to him the day before on the phone from Cabo...

Erin Always Encouraged Me To Write

Erin always encouraged me to write. I would be gone for months at a time and although she would come to visit me every season and destination she looked forward to my letters and I looked forward to hers. We didn’t like to spend long periods away from each other so writing became our bond. Some of our letters would be short notes back and forth and others would be pages both of us expressing feeling “the happenings of our lives”. I cherish these letters now and in some way these letters along with her now distant messages have clearly inspired me to write now.

Well Said

We can’t feel saddened over the loss of those we love without first remembering the joy of loving them. The real sadness would have been never having had them in our lives at all. Remembering is a journey the heart takes, back into a time that was, and our thoughts...