Twelve months have gone by and still I hurt at losing Suzanne. I see pictures of her and remember how “alive” she was, how truly sparkling her personality was and her smile so bright.
Of course, I remember her tears, as a child and adult. I consider the things that hurt her or upset her. Suz was angered over injustice, whether it was unfairness directed at her or someone she loved. She supported those she loved with an intensity that was born in her heart.
She cried over losing people she loved, whether it was to death or a bad relationship. Suzanne grieved for Steven, her cousin, who was shot and killed on December 16, 2000. She never drove through Ventura without stopping at Steven’s place in the cemetery.
My daughter had her faults, as we all do, but she was the most loving person I’ve known. She accepted people, no matter how they dressed, looked, or believed. God gave Suzanne the gift of love…an unconditional love. That love is still alive. She may be gone from this earth, but not from the presence of God. She’s alive with Him and loving like she never loved before.
I feel that love in my heart and spirit. It’s God’s love perfected in her and sent to ease my pain and sorrow. “There are three things that will endure---faith, hope, and love---and the greatest of these is love.” 1 Corinthians 13:13 Close