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Michelle's Poem
Not only did Michelle love to shop but she had a flair for dramatics and a gift for writing. One of her poems that best describes her was written a year before her death. |
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Where Im From by Michelle Sanderbeck
I am from necklaces and pink lace and long thin toes
From XOXO’s … Coach purse and dangling earrings.
I am from pink brick and cracked mortar
That was built upon my foundation.
I am from luxurious yellow roses, And blood red maples
As a reminder of the rebirth of summer.
I’m from holiday gatherings, Italian pasta to glazed ham dinners.
I’m from summer vacations, staying up late at night, and hanging out with the best Cousins, Aunts and Uncles that one could imagine.
From a Poppy who tells the best stories and Grandpa who sneezes up a storm.
I’m from the highly motivated and those who need a shove once and a while
I’m from say something nice or not say anything at all
I’m from the Catholics who genuflect and to those who believe
I’m from Pittsburgh where we root for the Steelers,
From Grandma who use to work out faithfully at 7:00 a.m.
My Grammy who prays daily to the saints “For everyone”.
In my spacious family room…Behind the cabinets of oak doors
Where we all gather to watch TV as a family.
That’s where my precious memories will lie forever.
I would like to add that our family will remember Michelle, as a “Girly Girl” that loved to shop with a zest for life. She had this contagious smile that could brighten any room. She was bigger than life itself. She was such a loving girl, with a heart that was truly made of gold. Her wisdom was beyond her years. She gave such good advice to everybody: friends, cousins, aunts, uncles, her sister Jacki, her mother Debbie, and even her dad. Michelle was amazing like that. She brought laughter out in the saddest times. She brought so much joy into our lives and into the life of anybody that she touched. You see, Michelle had this unique ability to make people feel special. If you hung out with Michelle she made you feel that you were the center of attention. That’s a gift that many people don’t possess, but for our Michelle it came naturally. Our family has not only lost a niece, a cousin, a granddaughter, a sister and a daughter but we have lost our best friend. Michelle was our inspiration and a rock that we built our foundation on. Even though we are not able to physically touch her anymore, when we look into our back yard and see the blood red maple we will think of pink lace, dangling earrings and those long thin toes, and we will remember Michelle’s beautiful smile and sparkling eyes. Michelle was our Leading Star. We will remember her love and her touch. She will be in our hearts and minds forever! But she would still be with us in body and spirit if youth driving was made safer. “Drive safe and hold your kids tight.” |
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A Poem Written 6 Weeks after the Crash
by Michelle's Cousin Evan
Shellalee203 you will never be forgotten, your essence will last forever, the memories with you will last even longer.
It doesn't make sense, but life doesn't, that’s how it is.
Life isn’t the same without you, Vacations will be lifeless, Family gatherings-boring.
I wish this day had never come. Why do things like this happen? This is why I believe in heaven; the world is just too horrible to be the best there is.
I can't text you anymore. I can't call you when I get bored. I can't talk about nothing throughout the night on AIM with you anymore. I can't bring myself to take your number out of my contact list, And knowing you will never call me again. I can't talk to you about my problems and know you would listen.
Everyday I think of how much fun we were going to have in Myrtle Beach this summer. Everyday I think of the good times we had; Whether it be walking down the beach with all the cousins; Whether it be making instant mashed potatoes at 2 in the morning, Just because we wanted to; Or laughing uproariously, With no regard for those around us.
A piece of me has departed, never to return again. Searching for a replacement is futile.
No one can take your place. No one can take your place in my life. No one can take your place in my soul.
Life hasn’t got any better, even six weeks later, the family is grieving.
I missed you this past trip to Pittsburgh, Late night partying wasn’t the same without you; I could see the tears piling up in everyone’s hearts.
The dictionary will have to be rewritten; the definition for angel will be changed to reveal only three words, “Michelle Lee Sanderbeck”.
Shellalee203 your legacy will surpass that of the Hollywood stars, you were and are still famous in my book, nothing can ever change that.
When I look at pictures of you they make me cry, I realize that I will never see that smile again, I will never be in a more vibrant presence, I am still in denial.
My mind wanders in school, to flashbacks; to the times of years past, to late night golf carting in Myrtle Beach, to visions of us laughing and having fun.
Your sweet-sixteen party was supposed to be today, I would surely have visited to praise you on your special day, to party in celebration of your sixteen years of life.
But today, No one is celebrating, Today we are weeping, we are crying, we want you back to let our hearts fill once again.
Your joy, your smile, your soul, Will last an eternity.
Shellalee203, A daughter, a cousin, a friend. Why have you left us? Why have you left me? |
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