Be safe on the road – Don’t Drink and Drive!

1977082_10202226996533746_618841582_nMy friend, Frank Blair, lost his daughter Sheena 4 years ago to a drunk driver in an accident near Everett. The emotions, frustrations and sadness he and his family have gone through since that night have been painful to watch. The unbearable sorrow of losing a beautiful adolescent child is heartbreaking. Frank and his wife Carol have spent countless hours since them getting the message to others about the deadly combination of alcohol and cars. They have run victims panels and promoted legislation. Most of all, they have stolen our heart with their perserverence.

On the fourth anniversary, Frank wrote this letter on Facebook. He agreed to let us share it with you.

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I wrote this on Sheena’s page.

Well sweety it’s been four years since you were taken from us. It was at about this time that I texted you the the result of the speed skating race at the Olympics. I wrote that Ohno had been DQed. I expected my phone to blow up but it was silent. I couldn’t know it at the time but you were already gone. A couple hours later I left a voice mail asking if you were coming home. You weren’t.

I remember that you could tell what I was thinking without asking. I could tell what YOU were thinking too. I took GREAT pride in my ability to make you laugh. I could make you laugh SO hard that I would look over at you and you would be sitting there with your mouth WIDE open, nothing coming out, tears rolling down your cheeks. I would have to poke you in the ribs to make you breath. GAWD I miss your laughter. But I can hear it in my heart.

I hope you are proud of us for moving your spirit forward and helping to keep others from losing the people they love. This hurt deep, but you know that. I can feel your spirit when I need to the most. When I’m sad, when I’m angry, when my spirituality is low and when I want to give up.

I feel your spirit when I see a spirit Eagle, I feel your spirit when I see a rainbow, when I hear a little frog croak and when we see a deer where there’s never been one seen before.

We miss you BAD. Our love for you keeps us sane. Our memories of you make us smile. Maybe some day this will hurt less. I don’t think so. Love you SO much. Miss you more.

 

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