I've just turned 35 this past week. I just came back from Victoria where I celebrated my birthday dinner with 2 friends, my 2 sons and my husband in Victoria.

It got me thinking about the last time I was in Victoria and had a few drinks with Sean and Kim. I beleive in truth it was the last time I saw him.

I am also thinking about Wendy right now, and wanted to appeal to anybody reading to call, send good thoughts, prayers or whatever your sense of the universe suggests to give her strength.

I think right now about the fact that if I had not gone out that night with Sean and Kim to go bar-hopping in Victoria, I would never have met my son's father. And therefor, my son Josh, would never have been born.

So Kim, wherever you are, thank you for that blessing first off.

Secondly - your death shook up a lot of people. And as believed in our culture there's never a situation that does not have some good come out of it. I believe my father, your uncle has in the past few years placed a much higher premium on spending time with me, and trying harder to ... I don't know what the word is - but develop a better relationship with me. So that's the second blessing that you conferred on me.

Lastly, to be brutal, as I come upon my 35th birthday, and I find myself overwhelmed with it - and overall with things, I think about your choice, and I guess the third blessing you gave me was the knowledge that while what might have made life impossible for you to see a way out -- I have to fight - even if it means giving up evrerything in my life, to hold onto life. Because Life is precious and the world was a better place when there was a Kim Riordon in it, and it's a worse place without it.. So thank you for opening my eyes - "Jimmy Stewart Style in ITS A WONDERFUL LIFE" to always remember these lessons you left behind for those of us left beihind.

You are not forgotten Kim.
You are loved.
You always will be.

Your Cousin

Meaghan

Memories....

I remember getting on the school bus yrs ago and seeing the 2 guys sitting there, one with long brown hair and other blond . They never made a fuss, but always had a smile..
The ride back to Eastman was long, but fun with Kim.

So impossible as they may seem
You've got to fight for every dream
Cause who's to know,which one you let go
Would have made you complete!!

That's for you Kim!

Your friend always
tim

Hi Kim,

I went on the Internet tonight and found the lyrics to "Letter From Home" by Pat Metheny (lyrics by Noa):

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Hey, there ..
Tell me what's going on
It's hard for me to feel you when you're far away.
You know I worry ..
Are you sad or all alone again?
I would do anything just to know - are you happy
Where you are?
I would do anything to be there when you need me
And hold you close
And to kiss your hair
Sit on your bed
Now count to three
Open your eyes... it's me.

Hey there ...
Everyone says "hello"
I try to keep them posted on your whereabouts
But all they manage is to be polite
And send regards
I want to scream and shout
Do you know there's a crater in my heart?
I want to scream and shout
Do you know I've perfected the painful art
of an empty space
Sit on my bed
Pick up the phone
Hear your voice say ...

I'm home.

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I read your two pieces "Mischief Embodied" and "Bio" on your web site. They certainly are beautiful!  Your parents must have been very proud of you, Kim.

I don't really remember you except from emails and that one phone call we had.  But I'm learning about you from your web site. I wish I had known you when you were here. But it wasn't meant to be, I guess.

With lots of love from your Aunt Mary.