Life is so fragile.. so easily broken and lost in an ocean of transgressions and faith. So many drown in a sea of sorrow when the world is ripped away from them, only able to find comfort in words that so many have heard and yet so many cannot believe. Everyone knows that the end must come some day; but so soon? And with such tragedy? Must we all gather together and see one another once more at such an awful event, and in such pain? Must I see those I love in such tortured tears?
So bright a star, the light snuffed out too soon. And yet... yet we find comfort in her unwavering faith when we have none; when we can do nothing but wonder what a cruel world we live in that would take such a beacon from us; and who is next? Who will be next to wrench our hearts from our chests in agony? Will such kind words be said upon a desolate farewel on a snowy day? I hope that there will be no more loss and pain, as I know there will be none for her.
Emily Joy Holt
February 13, 1986 - November 28, 2003
Rest in Peace