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RICH’S EULOGY

**This was written by Sarah’s friend and Melting Pot manager, Rich Kearney. Hearing these words helped me see my sister through the eyes of the people who stood by her, day in and day out, never questioning her heart. They will always hold a special place in my heart, and I will be forever grateful …

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EULOGY

Hi, everyone. For those of you who don’t know me, I’m Munchie – Sarah’s older sister. I want to start off by thanking everyone for coming to celebrate Sarah’s life, and to offer our heartfelt appreciation to each and every one of you who has reached out to us over the past few days. It …

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ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS THIS

**This piece was written for a writing project called “On Coming Alive.” Parts of it might seem familiar because I incorporated pieces of some of my other blogs.**  My sister was a heroin addict. While she wasn’t your stereotypical, stuff-of-crime-dramas, visibly strung out drug addict, her demons were real nonetheless, and they threatened to take …

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WE MUST WEAVE HOPE

  “Not one day in anyone’s life is an uneventful day, no day without profound meaning, no matter how dull and boring it might seem, no matter whether you are a seamstress or a queen, a shoeshine boy, or a movie star, a renowned philosopher or a Down’s-syndrome child. Because in every day of your …

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SHE SURVIVED

“I love the way she survived. Survival looked good on her. There were no dark marks under her eyes. Maybe deep inside, but I liked the way she looked through them and laughed at life. She did it gracefully. She’d walked over glass and through fire, but still smiled. And, honestly, I’m not interested in …

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ALWAYS A SISTER

  “If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?” – Jodi Picoult   359 days ago, my little sister killed herself. At the very same moment that my then-fiancé and I were …

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SUNDAY WILL COME

“Each of us will have our own Fridays – those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces. We all will experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again. We will all have our Fridays. But I testify …

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