She
She was truth in action and words
She was easily recognized by her laughter
Her smile led inescapably to yours
Any low-level glass her life crossed was soon on it's way to being absolutely full
She was truly vivacious
Her voice could be as sweet as a butterfly but it held the echo of a tiger
She was all actions, rarely passive
If you called her friend, you were protected and truly loved
If you called her daughter, she respected and admired you
fighting for your grins
If you called her mom, you were the reason she was breathing, walking, and living
Pushing for the best and beyond only for you
There was no facade
"No holding back"
She was: "Take me or leave me"
And if you took her, you won
She would tactfully tell you, "Sweetie, you're acting stupid, get a grip!"
Just as she would say, "I love you because........."
She would fight 30 battles with you and let 5000 tears fall on her shoulders
She must have made a deal with fun
because she brought him with her everywhere she went
It was almost natural to be her friend
For her to choose us, put us on a whole new level of esteem
Lately, we've heard her death will change our life forever
But we've realized that her life and love for us will continue to better our lives
Renee, we thank you for what we can not believe we deserve
Dedicated in loving memory to Renee Jackson
"Hope Floats" Love, Karen
� Copywrited 8/98
Footnote: Karen was Chel's Dear Friend, and was with her the night Chel was killed.
