From April, 2014

A Tribute to Dawn

I will never forget that telephone call last year today. “She’s gone,” were the solemn words spoken on the other end of the line. Shocked gripped my heart, but the busyness of the day would not allow me to grieve. I tried to be strong, but how could I be? Weakness stretched all the way to my bones as I walked back to the car. How could this be? Dawn was no longer here. Life would forever be changed. I remember you Dawn. I remember how I felt safe walking to MLK every morning when I was a little girl…