Yesterday, Monday, I received a call from an agent I have known for years. As soon as he said "Hi", I knew something was wrong. He informed me the local teenager who had been missing since Friday night had now been found dead 100 yards from the last place she was seen. She had left a party alone.
The teenager is the daughter of another agent, whom I have been friendly with, also, for years. She was 17 years old. Immediately we question "why" and what can we do to support the loved ones left behind? Mere words can not provide comfort to my friend or her family. One can only offer ongoing friendship and support. A young life has been taken away from this earth to a better place; a safer place.
May what happened to this young teenager provide a "wake-up" call to all the teenagers in this world of how precious life is and how fast it can be taken away. As a mother of two teens, one the same age as this teen, I can understand how a tragic event like this can happen. As much as this industry may be tough right now, NOTHING (no job, no task, no illness) compares to the challenge of raising a teenager. The teens of this generation feel empowered and invincible and sometimes it takes a "wake-up call" for them to realize reality.
Taylor, you have not died in vain. You shall forever serve as a reminder to teens that life is precious and every moment counts and one should be careful every step of the way.
I found this poem for my friend, Kathi, Taylor's mom, who is suffering over this tragedy:
The Cord
We are connected,
My child and I, by
An invisible cord
Not seen by the eye.
It's not like the cord
That connects us 'til birth
This cord can't been seen
By any on Earth.
This cord does it's work
Right from the start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.
I know that it's there
Though no one can see
The invisible cord
From my child to me.
The strength of this cord
Is hard to describe.
It can't be destroyed
It can't be denied.
It's stronger than any cord
Man could create
It withstands the test
Can hold any weight.
And though you are gone,
Though you're not here with me,
The cord is still there
But no one can see.
It pulls at my heart
I am bruised...I am sore,
But this cord is my lifeline
As never before.
I am thankful that God
Connects us this way
A mother and child
Death can't take it away!
Author Unknown
May all of you reading this, please say a prayer today for Taylor, but especially for Taylor's family.
Thank you.
Ann Sabbagh
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