This is the 2nd time today I've tried to write something. The first time I sobbed, so gave up trying to write. I'm sobbing this time, too, but I'll try to write through my tears. I'm sure part of the reason for my tears is that I'm sharing with you, our classmates.
Even though Camille died June 2, 1976, and this June 2, 2009 I will have lived more years without her than with her, I still cry whenever I think of her or go by her grave site at Roselawn. It wasn't until she died that I realized how much she meant to me. I felt like half of me had died with her. People used to asked us what it was like to be a twin. I retorted, "What's it like not to be one?"
We were always so very different and I just took her for granted.
She played with dolls and shelled peas while I climbed trees, played cowboys and Indians, marbles, football and baseball.
She was a majorette and I played in the band.
She played guard and I played forward in a game which was quite different from girls/women's basketball today.
She liked Home Economics, sewing and cooking and I hated each of the aforementioned. In fact she majored in Child Development in the Home Economics Department while I majored in Physical Education!
Camille was one of the kindest and most gentle persons you could ever know. This may have been one of the reasons she was unable to fight her depression or to seek help for it. Another factor was just the age in which we lived.
She was a wonderful wife and mother. She and Jan were married June, 1963.
Scott was born in 1965. He's married to Carla and they have 3 adorable children, 2 boys and a girl. They live in Waco, TX. They had another daughter who died soon after she was born.
Craig was born in 1969. He and his wife, Banner, lived in Benson about '96-'99. They now live in San Antonio and have two adorable sons.
Every time I see Camille's grandchildren, I think of how much she is missing and how much she would have loved them. I'm so thankful for Johnida, who married Jan a year after Camille died and reared Scott and Craig, along with her daughter, Melissa, who also has two adorable sons.
Often I wish I could see how she, my mirror-image, would have matured. I know we'd be a lot closer today than we ever were.
Thank you for sharing your loving thoughts about your beloved sister Camille. It was nice to be able to hear about her and her family. How special it is that you can now see her in her children and grandchildren. I know that is priceless to you. I always remember Camille as a very sweet friend who was kind to everyone and beautiful in every way.
Whenever we lose someone we love so dearly, it is not possible--in my opinion--to ever leave them in the past. They are a permanent part of who we are, and will be into eternity. Then, through the mercy of our great and loving God, we will be able to share our love with them again. What a wonderful reunion that will be!
Don't be distressed about the tears you continue to shed. They are evidence of the great love you shared with your dear sister--truly your other half. One of these days, the two of you will be 'whole' again. For now, cherish all of your memories. May they bring you some measure of peace and joy.
Carol Levinson (Moore) (1961)
This is the 2nd time today I've tried to write something. The first time I sobbed, so gave up trying to write. I'm sobbing this time, too, but I'll try to write through my tears. I'm sure part of the reason for my tears is that I'm sharing with you, our classmates.Even though Camille died June 2, 1976, and this June 2, 2009 I will have lived more years without her than with her, I still cry whenever I think of her or go by her grave site at Roselawn. It wasn't until she died that I realized how much she meant to me. I felt like half of me had died with her. People used to asked us what it was like to be a twin. I retorted, "What's it like not to be one?"
We were always so very different and I just took her for granted.
She played with dolls and shelled peas while I climbed trees, played cowboys and Indians, marbles, football and baseball.
She was a majorette and I played in the band.
She played guard and I played forward in a game which was quite different from girls/women's basketball today.
She liked Home Economics, sewing and cooking and I hated each of the aforementioned. In fact she majored in Child Development in the Home Economics Department while I majored in Physical Education!
Camille was one of the kindest and most gentle persons you could ever know. This may have been one of the reasons she was unable to fight her depression or to seek help for it. Another factor was just the age in which we lived.
She was a wonderful wife and mother. She and Jan were married June, 1963.
Scott was born in 1965. He's married to Carla and they have 3 adorable children, 2 boys and a girl. They live in Waco, TX. They had another daughter who died soon after she was born.
Craig was born in 1969. He and his wife, Banner, lived in Benson about '96-'99. They now live in San Antonio and have two adorable sons.
Every time I see Camille's grandchildren, I think of how much she is missing and how much she would have loved them. I'm so thankful for Johnida, who married Jan a year after Camille died and reared Scott and Craig, along with her daughter, Melissa, who also has two adorable sons.
Often I wish I could see how she, my mirror-image, would have matured. I know we'd be a lot closer today than we ever were.
Sharon Barbour (Heeden) (1961)
Carol,Thank you for sharing your loving thoughts about your beloved sister Camille. It was nice to be able to hear about her and her family. How special it is that you can now see her in her children and grandchildren. I know that is priceless to you. I always remember Camille as a very sweet friend who was kind to everyone and beautiful in every way.
Whenever we lose someone we love so dearly, it is not possible--in my opinion--to ever leave them in the past. They are a permanent part of who we are, and will be into eternity. Then, through the mercy of our great and loving God, we will be able to share our love with them again. What a wonderful reunion that will be!
Don't be distressed about the tears you continue to shed. They are evidence of the great love you shared with your dear sister--truly your other half. One of these days, the two of you will be 'whole' again. For now, cherish all of your memories. May they bring you some measure of peace and joy.
With love and prayers,
Sharon B. Heeden