Life changed. It changed fast. Life for us all changed in the instant. An “ordinary day”… and then, life as we knew it ended. And there, in the midst of life, we were in death.
Now, exactly one year later on this very date, November 9th, these remain my thoughts. It was just an “ordinary day”……however, now this day is “different” as my (our) life has been made very different by the tragedy we encountered.
Regardless of the absence of Chelsey’s physical presence, her spirit and memory is with us daily. We all yearn to hear her voice, her laughter, and see the sparkle in her eye. Every day we carry the sadness of this tremendous loss of her life on this physical earth; however, we are taking comfort in what Chelsey gave us as being immeasurable. Her life was a gift. Therefore, I am incredibly grateful for every minute we had together and the honorable privilege of calling her my sister. During the past 12 months, I have been reminded not to rush through this life, rather make time to stop and breathe it all in, to spend time with those I love, and to thank God for the blessings around me (us) and the precious gift of each day.
So, although an entire year has now passed, we, her family, will continue to celebrate Chelsey in the days and years yet to come. God gave us the gift of Chelsey’s memories. I (we) know, that for now, those memories will be preserved in the great museum of our hearts and our minds. So, let Chelsey’s memory be a blessed presence within each of you. I (we) will remember that Chelsey wanted all of us to love, to laugh, to serve, to cry, and to fully participate in life. She trusted each of us, and the presence of her memory continues to trust us still.
The words she sang at her Senior Voice Recital rang true then, and now continue to ring true…..
“Think of me, think of me fondly, when we’ve said goodbye. Remember me once in a while---please promise me you’ll try. When you find that, once again, you long to take your heart back and be free---if you ever find a moment, spare a thought for me….
…if you can still remember, stop and think of me….
Think of all the things we’ve shared and send—don’t think about the things which might have been….
Recall those days, look back on all those times, think of the things we’ll never do---there will never be a day, when I won’t think of you….”