She was killed at Virginia Tech last monday while Ella was in preschool. I had never met her, but she was the one familiar face among those lost in the senseless tragedy that occurred here. A few weeks ago she sat behind us in a local lebanese restaurant. She laughed so loudly. She was speaking mile a minute impeccable French. She captured my attention immediately with her joie de vivre. Then someone captured her attention. My baby. They gave each other the eye over and over. Not every young girl takes the time to connect with a young man who is only 18 months old. She took those moments. And now she is gone.
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How amazing ... one short moment in time that your paths crossed. She made an imprint, fully alive, and then she was gone.
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