Sunday, January 23, 2011


It is hard to believe that 7 years have already gone by.

It seems like so much has happened, but I can still remember exactly where I was, how I felt, what I was doing when I got that call.

It was the worst call I have recieved. It was a Friday. I was downstairs in Mary Markley dorm at the University of Michigan. We were waiting to go hang out at a 'Friday Fun Night' with people from New Life Church. My cell phone rang and I saw it was my parents' house. I answered it to hear my mom crying hysterically. I asked her what was wrong and she could barely get the words out. My dad had to take the phone to let me know. There had been a car accident, Vanessa P. and Ryan W. had been killed. I don't think I slept that night, and by the next morning Ryan had taken me down to my parents' house. Over the next few days we went to showings, funerals, church services, cemeteries.

I can still remember my mom giving a eulogy at Vanessa's service and talking about how just the night before the accident Vanessa was asking her how someone can ever be sure that they are going to Heaven.

It sucks when people die, but hopefully we can all find comfort in the fact that we will see them again in Heaven. We can find comfort in the fact that they had such an impact on those around them - their friends, their families, their schoolmates, their community.

This scripture was on the facebook page created for Vanessa and I really liked it, so thought I would close with it... And he said to him, “Truly, I say to you, today you will be with me in Paradise.” Luke 23:43

My madre and Vanessa:


Anonymous said...

beautiful carlee

Jill said...

Very nice post, Carlee. My brother played hockey with Ryan and was a pall bearer for him. It affected our entire family. I cannot believe it's been 7 years.