Thursday, July 31, 2008
Evan Kamida
I have been feeling heavy and sad all week, ever since I learned that Vicki Forman’s son, Evan, died unexpectedly.
I have never met Vicki in person nor spoken to her on the phone, and yet, I feel as if I know her. I suppose this speaks to the power of her writing. It was through her blog and her column at Literary Mama that I got to know dear Evan. So my heart is heavy as I think of her and her family and their terrible loss.
If you’d like to contribute to a memorial, please go here. You can also honor Evan by photographing flowers on a swing. Learn more here.
I hold my daughters especially close this week and will not take anything for granted.
I have never met Vicki in person nor spoken to her on the phone, and yet, I feel as if I know her. I suppose this speaks to the power of her writing. It was through her blog and her column at Literary Mama that I got to know dear Evan. So my heart is heavy as I think of her and her family and their terrible loss.
If you’d like to contribute to a memorial, please go here. You can also honor Evan by photographing flowers on a swing. Learn more here.
I hold my daughters especially close this week and will not take anything for granted.
Labels:
friendship,
mother love
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2 comments:
Oh! Kate, I have been pretty sad about this too....life is so fragile....Vicki has touched so many lives speaking about her son Evan. I have learned lots.
Thank you for sharing this with us Kate. I'm off to push my kidlets in the swing now.
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