We loved you then, we love you still. Always have, always will.

daughter...

She was the kind of daughter parents dream of. She was loving and kind, smart and talented. She was always willing to do her part. She was headstrong and stubborn at times, but always took on her role as the oldest of six with courage and was the best example to us all. From the time she was a baby her big blue eyes could melt hearts. She is dearly missed by loving parents who love her, think of her and miss her every day.

sister...

Trisha was the boss. She led all of us in so many ways that for a long time after we lost her we were lost ourselves. What do we do without Trisha telling us what to do??? We had such great times together with her as our ring-leader in singing, dancing, dressing up, playing outside, camping, hiking, and laughing. We had a wonderful childhood together and wish she were here to share in the times we have together still.

wife...

When Trisha met Andy her heart was gone forever. He really knocked her off her feet and much to her surprize he changed her life and her plans. Their love was here and gone so fast- but she loved him so much. We are so glad they got to share those few months of happiness together. He stood by her side through a terrible sickness and it is such a blessing to know that they will be together again.

friend...

She could be a total spaz and then sit and have a deep and meaningful conversation. She had a strong and loyal group of friends, many of whom are still in touch. They made her life so much fun and had such great times together. They were so creative and adventurous. They had a special place in her life and helped her become the person she was.

Obituary (click to enlarge)

PLEASE

PLEASE don’t ask me if I’m over it yet.
I’ll never be over it.

PLEASE don’t tell me she’s in a better place.
She isn’t here with me.

PLEASE don’t say at lease she isn’t suffering.
I wish she hadn’t suffered at all.

PLEASE don’t tell me you know how I feel
Unless you have lost your sister, your daughter, your friend.

PLEASE don’t ask me if I feel better.
Bereavement isn’t a condition that clears up.

PLEASE don’t tell me I’m lucky to have had her so many years.
She has missed so many.

PLEASE don’t tell me God never gives us more than we can bear.

PLEASE just say you are sorry.

PLEASE just let me talk about her.

PLEASE just mention her name.

PLEASE just say you will remember her.