No matter how many times I draft this letter, I will never be able to say
all that I want to tell you, nor all that I would have told had I known that I would never get the chance to see you
again.
There are so many times that I wish I could go back to and do over. I would have gotten to know
you much better, as well as Maria always wanted me to. I wouldn't have let you trick and prank me so many, many times...although
I remember each time fondly. I would have tried to see you every day at USI. And I know that Maria would
have given anything- ANYTHING- to be there with you to celebrate that birthday and make sure you came home to us.
I know you're in Heaven with Pepi. I'm sure Yvette was thrilled to see you, and that Doug greeted
you with a shy smile. I know you were there for Josh when he arrived that December, and that you made sure he was all
right. And I know you're with us, because I've seen you in enough of my dreams...still feisty, still beautiful, and
so much alive that it takes me a few minutes when I wake up to realize that you really are gone.
Thanks for keeping an eye on us, and until I get to see you again: Don't smoke in the dorm room. :)
With Love,
Sharla
April 12, 2002
