My dearest friend,
I saw us doing do many things in life together, but I have to tell you, THIS, was not one of them.
Girl, I knew you when you had a perm (smile). That seems like forever ago and like yesterday at the same time. You were the starry-eyed college grad, politically astute, working in the Congressman’s office. I enjoyed taking you to lunch because I knew they weren’t paying you anything, and so did you; which is why you always called me to go lunch (chuckles). And I loved bringing flowers to your office to spruce up your work space. Now that I reflect on that, I guess it’s a bit symbolic: give ‘em their flowers while they’re living. I still believe in that.
Maybe I thought that giving those flowers along the way would make moments such as this a little easier to bear. Well, it’s too early to tell. But I do know this: my heart may be heavy right now, but only because it is saturated with so many memories.
In honor of those memories, I want to thank you. Thank you for being there with me, and FOR me, through so many significant moments of my life. And it was an honor to do the same for you. Although we met while we were technically adults, we truly grew up together over these last 13 plus years.
It will be said that you’re gone too soon, having so many aspirations, goals and dreams still on the table. But I tend to believe that we do not know the mind of God, but we do know the HEART of God. Because the heart of God is the one where God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. THAT, is what we know.
Jesus was young, and so were you. I say this only to say that God knows His purpose for your life, and based on the lives you’ve touched and continue to touch, your purpose was served. Your purpose and inspiration will bear fruit forever. And I thank God for that.
People often ask, “who was she to you?” And none of the conventional names seem to really fit. So from now on, you’re my “untitled,” because no other one word can adequately describe you.
Today, I celebrate my “untitled,” along with all of the other classmates, friends, cousins, fathers, sister, mother, and family. We love you Shannon, and we thank you for impacting each of our lives for the better.