On that last Monday - Our last conversation.
3 days before Tasha was involved in the collision that took her life.
That night, Tasha and I spoke of many things, about life, death, God and family.
She had many questions for me and I had so many things that I had to convey to her.
But there was something unspoken between us.
- On my part it was that,
- I didn't tell Tasha that during our last phone conversation that,
- a thought had struck me while we were talking and it shook me to my very core!
- This thought was that, she would have massive head injuries and that she would suffer from brain death.
- On Tasha's part it was that, she had been having dreams that she was going to die.
It was because of these thoughts that our conversation was so intense on that day.
( I will speak further of this incident at a later time)
This is an essay that Tasha wrote was a result of our conversation.
Tasha wrote this essay while attending Port Moody Senior Secondary School BC
and it was put in the 1993 school yearbook
After our conversation, Tasha wrote 2 essays, I will be including a copy of both of these, along with others, that have been written in her own hand.
God bless and take care.
Maria.
After our conversation, Tasha wrote 2 essays, I will be including a copy of both of these, along with others, that have been written in her own hand.
God bless and take care.
Maria.
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