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"DID YOU KNOW YOU COUNTED"

Determined to live life to the fullest, come what may. Not once stopping to think of the impact your decisions would make. You became good at wearing the fake smile, shielding your inner pain. You played the role of tough, independent, self-sufficient orso you thought, but you didn't fool me and others. Here we are reaching out.... don't turn us away.


CAN'T YOU SEE YOU COUNTED"

We all thought we knew you, but through it all no one really knew what you were going through or in many cass, when you'd made it or sometimes how you made it. You closed us out. You became so unpredictable.


"YOU COUNTED"

I never grew tired of loving you, never too tired to care... my heart ached daily, my mind filled with despair. No matter what I said or did it was always wrong. So finally I stopped pushing, urging, forcong,... I stepped back, left you alone. It was just for a moment, a few days to allow emotons to quiet down. But had I known as unpredictable and so suddenly it would be you'd face your fate, I would have kept on pushig, urging, nagging, hoping.


BECAUSE YOU COUNTED"

Didn't want you to be a statistic on a policeman's blotter, a number on a hospital log, a tagged toe in some cold isolated morgue, a passing thought in someone's memories. I wanted so much more.


YOU COUNTED

From birth to death you rode the whirlwind of life, but you forgot you were someone's daughter, sister, a mother, an aunt, a cousin, a friend and even a foe, there but flashes of your life now captured in time eternal.


"BUT YOU COUNTED"

O ver the years so many words have passed between us, so much unbridled emotion displayed... some good, some bad, some happy, some sad. But you never took the time t hear me say, "Y are my sister".


"YOU COUNTED"

And now when the good-bys have been spoken, all the emotions spent... when nothing else is left to do but grieve and mourn... my prayers will be for a long time to come that in the end you know that "YOU COUNTED".


To those who are on the path of self-destruction, please take the time to ponder...
In someone's life somewhere along the way, you count !


" Im writing this to you in hopes that it will make a difference in someones life. You see it didn't really matter to the person it was written for. She was shot and killed May 31st, 1995. She was my sister."


Please pass it on...

Sincerely,
Barbara Jean Kennedy Smth