Ok so many of you know Hilary and Ted lost their daughter and we have a walk/hike up Knox Mountain planned for Mar 30th. It is going to be a great event and an amazing tribute. Here is what I have...its hard, so I ask you all to give feedback, grammar, spelling etc.... Our beautiful angel Tiffany walks with everyone who needs her. The walls are lined with pink silk, dangling crystals and sparkling diamonds. The streets are painted with vibrant chalk. Kash is running thru in a whirlwind, Ty is cuddling in. This is a life so carelessly lost. Our life, your life, My life, Tiff’s life. Its hard to imagine a day without an angel in it, Our angel We now live that nightmare everyday, we live that life that was stolen, we live that life that was lost, we live that life un~lived. I texted Tiff on Feb 19th, knowing but not knowing, So we created scenarios, we created characters...we knew, but could not believe. We knew before the first call came in about a black Escalade, the same vehicle Hillary and Ted’s baby drove. It was an impossible day...knowing but not knowing, believing but creating instead. It was an Impossible day. You were so strong baby, so indestructible, so perfect! How did you not fight off death? How did this happen? How are you not here? You were an angel on earth, a rock to so many and a mother to two, a daughter, a force! Tiffany!
Posted on: Sat, 01 Feb 2014 09:22:33 +0000