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*~*In Loving Memory of Kendra Ann *~*

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*~*October 2, 1987 to January 25, 2002*~*

Kendra was a girl I know only online. I started to correspond with her via email in October. She told me she had cancer. She was strong about it. She never asked why me. She never seemed to get into a funk about it. I think she believed that it was for a greater purpose.



In the three or four months I talked to her, she taught me alot of things. She taught me that the little things don't matter. She showed me that someone who is so young (She was only 14) can be so courageous. When her doctors told her she had malignant cancer, and shouldn't bother with painful treatment, she ignored them, and went through one more round of chemo to make sure. She didn't give up on herself, or her faith.



A Long December
The Counting Crows

A long December
And there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than
The Last

I can't remember
The last thing that you said
As you were leavin
The Days go by So fast.

And it's one more day up in the canyon
And it's one more night in Hollywood
If you think I could be forgiven
I wish you could

The smell of hospitals in winter
And the feeling that it's all alot of oysters and no pearls
All at once you look across a crowded room
To see the way that light attatches to a girl

And it's one more day up in the canyon
And it's one more night in Hollywood
And if you might come to California
I wish you would

Drove up to Hillside Manor sometime after 2 a.m.
And talked a little while about the year
I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower
Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her

And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better then the last
I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself to hold on
to these moments as they pass

And it's one more day up in the canyon
And it's one more night in Hollywood
It's been so long since I've seen the ocean
I guess I should.

Below is a guestbook that people who knew Kendra online, or in person can feel free to use to share her memory.

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