Not a day goes by that I don’t think of your family. Although I don’t know you at all. We’ve never met. I don’t know any of your family. Until today I really didn’t know your name. There are just so many names, it is taking me years to get through each one. But I go through them. And search. To learn. To listen. To hear your stories. I pick a name from that horrible legacy of a list and I go.
Your name touches me personally. My family will know why. You share something in common with one of my own children. You were so young. You had so much to share, learn and give to your family. I know you are safe now, but I still weep daily for your family and so many other families.
Only 30 years old, just a baby in the long look of life. You met your husband, Frank, at only 18 and fell in love. I know he and your son Joseph Anthony, must miss you terribly and I feel for them. It seems you were very close to your brother, Dennis. His pain must also know no bounds.
I feel for your parents: so loving and heartbroken. Your beautiful godchild, Alexandria and your nephew Dennis III, have you only in thoughts and memories from their parents, but I know you must watch over them. The pictures, they so remind me of our family and I feel pain for your loved ones. Knowing what it is like to lose a loved one. The wishing for more. The missing of what might have been. An animal lover myself, I know your dear little Zeus must miss you too.
I have taken a moment to get to know you a bit, as best I can. Not to intrude upon your family. But to help the world remember a lost soul. A senseless loss. A reminder that life is short. And a reminder to get to know your neighbor, because tomorrow they might be gone. And to honor you. You and your family.
You are one of many. This year, you are my one. I miss you. Even though I didn’t know you, I miss what ever you had to give to my world. I wish your family peace and solace. God bless you, Shannon Marie.
We will never forget.