My husband Jeff and I, along with our surviving daughter Teri live in a small rural town in the central states. When I say small, I'm talking population of about 500 people. On May 31, 1990, our two younger daughters were on their way to school that morning when their car was struck by a train. There is no way we will ever know if they saw the train coming or if they never knew what happened. Tracy 18, was to attend the awards banquet at school that evening to get a small scholarship to a business college in the area. They were not straight A students but they did work hard for the grades that they received. Toni 12, was the most outgoing of the three girls. She was a talker and a doer. She had some very nice friends and she also made some enemies because she was not afraid to say what she felt. If she didn't agree with you, she was not afraid to tell you why. If she did agree, she would also tell you that. I remember when her older sister was still in beauty school, and Toni begged me to let them dye a strip of hair on the side pink and braid it. I told her fine, but don't come home from school crying because the kids laughed at you. They dyed it and some of the kids laughed, but she was so excited because a week or so later one of the most popular girls in the eigth grade went and had the same thing done. She felt great.
We have had people say, "How can you deal with loosing two children?" You love each child dearly, but also differently. You grieve for them the same way. You SHARE the grief for them on holidays and the anniversary date, but you grieve individually for them on birthdays and on days that are special just for them. We will always share the memories of the good and bad times we had as a family. We will never forget the love and joy they brought to this family.