The Lord has sent to earth, many beautiful daughters
But Jessica Kassandra was the wonderful gift you were sent
With the grace and beauty of dolphins in still waters
Touching and caring for others each day she spent.

Her email address, before she transcended into Heaven
So fittingly, was dolphins in still waters
On the Internet she shared the gifts she was given
And for the underdog, she was a true martyr

Peace and justice is what she believed in
Especially for those who seemed to have none
How the government treats the poor, she felt was a sin
She wanted to do so much, before each day was done

Continuing her work from Heaven, as a guardian angel
Touching those who read or hear the story of her life
Sending signs for loved one's is her way to tell
She is with the Lord, where there is no pain or strife

She graces Heaven like dolphins in still waters
Guiding and protecting you in her angelic way
The Lord is lovingly holding your precious daughter
As in life, she is in Heaven, by His side and will always stay

For my dear friends, Keith and Jeri
Brenda Reeves ~ October 31, 2005

      

Thirteen Things I Missed in 2005

 1.    January: No "Happy New Year Dad."
 2.    February: No "I Love You Daddy" Valentine.
 3.    March: No pinches on St. Patrick's Day.
 4.    April: No half birthday for a 15-year old.
 5.    May: No jazz concert by my sax player.
 6.    June: No driving lessons.
 7.    July: No summer sleepovers.
 8.    August: No back-to school shopping.
 9.    September: No "Let's go shopping for Mom's birthday present."
10.   October: No Sweet Sixteen Party
11.   November: No Thanksgiving family get-away
12.   December: No Christmas/Hanukkah decorations and ripped wrappings.
13.   All of 2005: No Jessica.

Keith Haffer
February 02, 2006

          The Starfish          

Once upon a time there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his work.

One day he was walking along the shore. As he looked down the beach, he saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself to think of someone who would dance to the day. So he began to walk faster to catch up.

As he got closer, he saw that it was a young man and the young man wasn't dancing, but instead he was reaching down to the shore, picking up something and very gently throwing it into the ocean.

As he got closer he called out, "Good morning! What are you doing?"

The young man paused, looked up and replied, "Throwing starfish in the ocean."

"I guess I should have asked, why are you throwing starfish in the ocean?"

"The sun is up and the tide is going out. And if I don't throw them in they'll die."

"But, young man, don't you realize that there are miles and miles of beach and starfish all along it. You can't possibly make a difference!"

The young man listened politely. Then bent down, picked another starfish and threw it into the sea, past the breaking waves and said, "It made a difference for that one."

Author Unknown
Remember Me

To the living, I am gone.
To the sorrowful, I will never return.
To the angry, they were cheated.
But to the joyful, I am at peace.
And to the faithful, I never left.

I cannot speak, but I can listen.
I cannot be seen, but I can be heard.

So as you stand upon a shore,
Gazing at a beautiful sea.

Remember Me

As you look in awe at a might
Forest and its grand majesty

Remember Me

As you look upon a flower and
Admire its simplicity

Remember Me

Remember me in your heart, your thoughts,
Remember the close, loving times we shared;
The times we cried; the times we quarreled;
The times we laughed.
For in these times that you gently remember me
.I am not gone.

Author Unknown

        

We are all ships returning home
laden with life's experience,
memories of work, good times and sorrows,
each with his special cargo;
And it is our common lot
to show the marks of the voyage,
here a shattered prow, there a patched rigging,
and every hulk turned black
by the unceasing batter of the restless wave.

May we be thankful for fair weather and smooth seas,
and in times of storm have the courage
and patience that mark every good mariner;
And, overall, may we have the cheering hope of joyful meetings,
as our ship AT LAST drops anchor
in the still water of the eternal harbor.

Max Ehrmann