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In Loving Memory...

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A Memorial for All Who Have Died Struggling with Self-Injury






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At the rising of the sun and at its going down,
We remember them.

At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of Winter,
We remember them.

At the opening of buds and in the rebirth of Spring,
We remember them.

At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of Summer,
We remember them.

At the rustling of leaves and the beauty of Autumn,
We remember them.

At the beginning of the year and when it ends,
We remember them.

As long as we live, they too will live;
for they are now a part of us, as we remember them.

When we are weary and in need of strength,
We remember them.
When we are lost and sick at heart,
We remember them.
When we have joys we yearn to share,
We remember them.
When we have decisions that are difficult to make,
We remember them
When we have achievements that are based on theirs,
We remember them.

As long as we live, they too shall live,
for they are a part of us, as we remember them.




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Saundra "Sandy" Jane RinehartTyler
April 25, 1942 - December 29, 2004

Sandy,
Wow! It's been almost 3 weeks since you left this earth. You had become a member of the Porter family. I have many memories to cherish always and forever. The song "The Wind Beneath My Wings" says it all. There isn't any amount of words that can even begin to describe how lonely we all are. You made such a HUGE difference in many lives by the TINY things you did. You taught us all what it meant to believe in God. The one thing I really admire was your faith. You had so much. You knew everything would be all right. You prayed for all of us because you knew we would be lost without you. But, life has to go on right? So, I will keep living. I will think of you in everything that I do. I look forward to seeing you in heaven some day. Thank you so much for waking me up. I was like 11 when I met you. I am almost 16, but you taught me a life lesson. Don't be afraid of death, but the unlived life. You lived! You left an amazing legacy that fills us with hope and comfort. You touched many lives, but more importantly, you left your mark on the world. That is exactly what being immortal means. You are in my heart forever and for always. We all miss you and love you beyond words. Thank you.
April 23rd, 1988 - January 5th, 2005

Tyler, I used to be so angry with you, when I found out what you had done. You used to hold me close and tell me everything was okay, and I truely felt like nothing could hurt me when you were around. You were my artist, the one who was always there for me. My best friend, the first person I ever truly trusted. You promised you would never leave me... I needed you here Ty, I needed you so bad... But I know why you did it. I have your name, the scar on my arm where I carved it, and I know that somewhere, wherever you are, you have my name, a network of faded scar tissue to remind you of me. All I have left of you is that scar Tyler, and a million unanswered questions. Wherever you are Tyler, my only hope for you is that your finally free from the pain. You saved my life Ty, only to take your own. You stopped my suicide, and I hate myself sometimes for not being able to stop yours. If I had you back Tyler, I would do so many things differently. I've done something for you too...I've stopped cutting. I stopped on your birthday. I only wish you were here to see me. At night, I sleep with a tattered old T-shirt of yours, because it smells like you. Every night, I muffle the sound of my sobs with it; and I cling to it, needing you. I hope your happy Tyler, I hope your finally free from the hurt. The wounds can't bleed anymore. The words can't tear you apart anymore. Your father can't hit you anymore. The world can't hurt you anymore. I forgive you Tyler. I know why you did it, and I forgive you. Sometimes, when I just can't go on, I feel your arms around me, and I know your there, somewhere. Were going to be together again some day, and i will know the freedom you know feel. Wait for me Ty.
Love Katie.

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Poem, 'We Remember Them,' from the New Union Prayer Book for the Days of Awe. Author Unknown. Idea for 'In Loving Memory,' inspired by Something Fishy Website on Eating Disorders

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