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WORDS TO LIVE BY.....My entire family is deeply touched by the outpouring of sympathy, kind words and deeds you have shown us. The respect and admiration I have seen expressed for Whitney confirms that she was a very special person and she was truly loved. .....How many of you receive emails with parables, quotes or words to live by? You know the ones. Someone talks about a tragedy they or a close friend faced that taught them to live life more fully, to speak more softly, to be kinder, more forgiving, to use the good china just because it's Friday, to wear the special dress to the grocery store instead of saving it for an "important" occasion. You know, don't sweat the small stuff. Most of us read them, forward them, and say to ourselves these are words to live by and make a silent promise to ourselves that we will incorporate them into our own lives. But, most of us never really do. I was no exception. The truth is that the majority of us think tragedy of this nature will never occur in our life. .....My message to you is never take each other for granted. Parents, be patient. Being a teen today is much harder than it was even just a few years ago. They face so many challenges and dilemmas. The world is a confusing place. Pick your battles carefully. In the long run, ask yourself if it really matters? Let them know how special they are and how much you love them every day. For you kids, always remember that your parents are doing the best that they can. Sometimes they make mistakes. Tell them that you love them and let them know you appreciate how difficult the job of being a parent is. As hard as it might be for you to believe, nothing they do concerning your welfare is arbitrary or planned simply to make you miserable. They always, always have your very best interests at heart. .....My life changed instantly on July 7th at 4:00 AM when I found my daughter in her crumpled car. I have been angry, confused, and numb asking myself why or if only. The truth is - there is no answer. No way to make sense of this tragedy or even to comprehend. I came to this realization on the way to the service. I have tried and accomplished many things in my life and failed at others. I haven't been afraid of much, but I have always been afraid to die. I am no longer afraid, because I know she will be there. .....So many of you have asked us what you can do. I've thought a lot about it and what we ask is that you remember us often. As hard as it is to say goodbye and bury your child, the harder part is facing life after the food is gone, the flowers have died and people return to their "normal" lives. Call us. Stop by and talk to us about Whitney. Most importantly, take care of Marc. Whitney loved him so much. As special as Whitney was, Marc should not live in her shadow. He needs to hear and understand how special he is. His remarkable sense of humor and ability to make people laugh and his sense of loyalty make him truly special. He needs to know that he, too, is a "big deal". .....I think it is appropriate that Whitney have the last word. Everyone knows how outspoken she was. Like she so often did in life, she has found a way to comfort us from the other side. ....."It might seem like one minute everything is falling apart in your life, but maybe in reality it's just coming together. What seems so bad isn't and it's going to turn out ok and you'll eventually be happy with the result you get. I don't regret, nor am I ashamed of anything that I've done, thought, or felt because at one point or another, that's what I wanted or how I felt." .....Whitney's Blurbs.... .................I love my friends times a million billion. I hate hypocrites, people who think they are better than other people, people who think the world owes them something and people who think that they are always right. I LOVE, love my family and my dogs. I like to be in charge. I would rather do something by myself and do it right and how I want the first time than have someone else do it wrong. I hate how I get SO STRESSED OUT and I love to take pictures. .....About me: ...........Be EVERYTHING you are .....................and NOTHING you're not

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Does Lightening Strike Twice?

I've often heard that lightening doesn't strike twice in the same place.  I wonder.  A couple of weeks ago, I was headed over to Elgin to celebrate my brother's birthday with my family. ...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Nov 2008 16:28:00 GMT

Who Shed Be Today

Today is Whitney's birthday.  She would be 20 years old.  I can just imagine how excited she would be.  Cross Canadian Ragweed is playing at Nutty Brown Cafe tonight.  They were&nb...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Sep 2008 16:11:00 GMT

30 Minutes of Wonderful

Monday was the 2nd anniversary of Whitney's accident.  It seems impossible she's been gone 2 years.  One would think with the passing of time the memories of that day would fade, the pain wo...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jul 2008 15:10:00 GMT

30 Minutes of Wonderful

Monday was the 2nd anniversary of Whitney's accident.  It seems impossible she's been gone 2 years.  One would think with the passing of time the memories of that day would fade, the pain wo...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jul 2008 15:10:00 GMT

The Last Big Thing

     The first anniversary of Whitney's accident is about two weeks away.  It's the last "big" thing we have to get through in this first year without...
Posted by on Mon, 25 Jun 2007 17:28:00 GMT

Poetry

Death is nothing at all I have only slipped away into the next room I am I and you are you Whatever we were to each other That we are still Call me by my old familiar name Speak to me in the easy way ...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 20:23:00 GMT

Mail

Mail is a funny thing.  I have a hard time going to the mailbox.  In fact, I haven't gotten the mail from the box since her accident.  We still get mail addressed to Whitney and it's ve...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Mar 2007 19:43:00 GMT

Reflection

"Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room.  Everything remains as it was.  The old life that we lived so fondly together is unchanged.&nbs...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Jan 2007 17:26:00 GMT

The Darkest Hour

     New Year's Day.  A time for renewal, resolutions and starting over.  Most people look forward to the beginning of a new year and all of the promise that it holds, es...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 07:00:00 GMT

Christmas Cards

     A few weeks ago, I set about the task of sending out my Christmas cards.  I usually do it while I watch the UT/A&M game on TV.  It seemed like a fairly mundane t...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Dec 2006 18:45:00 GMT