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| I can still hear her voice. And, I can still hear her laughter, clear as a bell. I can hear Madame Bowman (our French teacher) ask, "Where is Cindy today?" and remember just the blank look on Pam's, Barb's and my face. Did we even know? Lord knows, I didn't. But, I didn't expect her to be there. What I did expect though was when she was there to take the test, or finish the exam, she would do so with flying colors. Like I said, she always amazed me. Give me some time, but I am sure I can come up with so much more. It is such a shame and unbelievable that she is not here. I can't even describe how I feel, other than to say, I almost don't feel as the notion of her not being around is just simply (as Barb and I recently discussed) absurb. She was an inspiration to all, and she knew who her friends were. Cindy, I love you. I am so sorry you are not here. However, I know you are as you always were laughing at and with all of us! Shahla December 2, 2001 |