I’m so sorry, I really don’t know what to say.
Today is also 11 years to the day that my grandfather was lost to cancer.
My little brother died in a drowning accident July of last year (he was 15), so I can sympathize with your feelings right now. Other than that, I don’t quite know what else to say, I just wanted you to know that you are in my thoughts.
I’m sorry. She sounds like a beautiful girl. My kids are going to get an extra hug in the morning.
That is a touching webpage, tunabreath. If looking at it evoked emotion in me, I can only imagine how powerful it must be to you and those who knew her.
I truly don’t know what to say other than, “I’m sorry.”
Thanks for sharing…my heart goes out to you!
My daughter’s name is Shannon.
I’m going to give her a big hug.
My thoughts are with you and your angel.
A beautiful tribute to a beautiful person.
I’m 49 yaers old, and I’m crying.
I don’t cry much, but looking at your home page and pictures page for Shannon has me sobbing and is making my heart hurt. She reminds me of my two little girls. I can’t begin to imagine your loss. I am so sorry. I hope you find some comfort and solace, especially today.
So bright. So young. So unfair.
What a beautiful and intelligent girl. She must have been your treasure. I am so, so sorry.
Thanks for sharing her with us. I’m so sorry for your loss.
What a beautiful angel she is.
My heart goes out to you and your family.
My deepest condolences.
Hugs all around.
…I’m at a loss for words.
Tunabreath I’m speechless.
My eyes are filled with tears. I’m going to go hug my daughter.
Oh, man. She sounds like exactly the kind of girl I’d have loved to know. She reminds me of me at that age.
I wish I knew what to say. I’ve lost a child too, but he was only six months old and comatose from birth. I just can’t imagine losing a bright , loving, intelligent eleven year old. The only thing I can say is - ah, saying at least it was quick really isn’t going to help, is it? I’m just really sorry. I don’t know your beliefs, but she’s gotta be somewhere good.
thank you for seeing her. If she were alive you would all be getting the most warm hugs ever along with a drawing of something. A detailed drawing including individual scales on fish/reptiles/dragons.
She always used to ask me “Dad! What shall I draw?” One time I said “An island for us all to live in forever”.
She drew a tropical island with a nice house in the trees. You could see us all doing things and we even had our own house monkey. What tropical island tree house isn’t complete without a house monkey?
She didn’t get to finish it all but she drew all the leaves on the palm trees.
In this past year my tears could fill an Olympic size swimming pool. I cry and sometimes I don’t even know it until I feel the tears roll down my cheeks. My sternum feels like someone my size (large) is standing on it all the time.
NOTHING IS REAL any more.
I still hear “Hey Dad!” all the time. In real life it was followed by “Lets …” where she would come up with an idea of something to do. It often involved learning something new. My little scientist.
They say every few seconds a man thinks about sex. Perhaps. I think about love. I think about her and my son to the point I can’t sleep.
Thank all of you again who read this, saw her, responded.
I thought of something I didn’t tell any of you. Just before her 7th birthday I asked her what she wanted for her birthday. She said “I want to walk in a sunflower forest and go fishing”. The fishing was a given, I had it planned. Where was I to find a sunflower forest? Luck have it I found one as a matter of fact and we walked all through it. The cute little tiny thing wanted to rescue every sunflower that had fallen. I told her it was OK they were down, they may reseed the place and feed birds.
I went to where she drowned and placed flowers nearby. I spread about 5 pounds of sunflower seeds all over. I hope som grow. There were so many wild animal tracks every where! She would have loved it.
Shannon I love you.
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