Yesterday I cried & on the day before also. I wore sunglasses on one of the darkest days in Colorado but I couldn't hide the tears streaming down my face as I walked among strangers. Your memorial shall remain in the hearts that you have touched rather than near the vehicle that blossoms in your name among cranes & columbines. If your children still want to enter this fierce world, they will have to find another way. The hands of cowards have placed you into the presence of God. Go now & spread your wings. See splendid sights that are beyond the realm of humankind. Make miracles happen. For now I will continue to cry. Not for you but for me because I can never meet you; the actress, the sister, the daughter.... perhaps as the angel?