
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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".
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 !

Please pass it on...
Barbara Jean Kennedy Smth


