Kara Hood

Message No. 3 of 11

Forever Helping

I'm still not sure why I haven't written until today. It seems every time I visited this website I said to myself "today is it, I'm going to write", but I never did. Somehow, maybe it makes the whole thing more real. I miss Kara a lot. I have so many, many memories, and I guess that is how I have been dealing...remembering. I was very depressed that I was unable to attend Kara's funeral because I was visiting a sick friend at the time, but none the less, she was in my dreams just a day later giving me a hug, letting me know she knew I was thinking of her and missing her. She always had a way of helping me through my tough times. I have flashbacks all the time. The earliest one of us is as LIT's, and her and Paresi fighting over this Muppet Pez, who somehow ended up as just a head hanging from a piece of Scotch tape. (I have pictures to prove that she ended up with it.) Then, to our first night as counselors, the three of us becoming so close in just one night and forming the good old UAC. Then to getting grounded for an entire summer of weekends because Kara and I spent the weekend at my house while my parents were away. Then to playing Left, Right, Straight, with McAvoy and Loysen and getting so lost that we didn't end up back at Maura's until the wee hours of the morning. Then to stealing camp cabin signs, chocolate milk, and chocolate chip cookies, and eating them in the girl's bathroom. Then to one of my all time favorite memories. The last time I saw Kara was when she came back to camp for a week or so. She wanted to FINALLY really get the guys. Well, we snuck down to the lake, got the most disgusting, smelly, old fish we could find and ran through the girl's dorm out to the porch. We climbed up the fire escape and stood outside the door. We were so quiet, just waiting for the right moment when, BAM, a hand reached out from the inside and grabbed Kara. I was frozen with shock. They hadn't noticed me there too. Well, I could hear Kara squealing, as the boys chanted "Kiss the fish", when they realized that she probably wasn't alone. I was pulled in as well and sure enough we ended up kissing that smelly fish, but that night we fell asleep laughing hysterically at the fun we had. There are so many memories, and I am so glad that we all have them, because as much as they make us all miss her, they also make us smile and keep her free spirit alive. Unfortunately, the sick friend I had been visiting during her funeral died from cancer on March 20th. Kara's birthday. He was so full of questions and uncertainty on the days before he died, but somehow, I was not, because I knew there was a certain angel up there just waiting to greet him and show him around. Thank you Kara. You are still continuing to help me through the rough times. I love you. God is love and so is Kara. With love forever, melanie

Melanie melmierzwa@hotmail.com

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Forever Helping
	I'm still not sure why I haven't written until today. It seems every time I visited this website I said to myself "today is it, I'm going to write", but I never did. Somehow, maybe it makes the whole thing more real. I miss Kara a lot. I have so many, many memories, and I guess that is how I have been dealing...remembering. I was very depressed that I was unable to attend Kara's funeral because I was visiting a sick friend at the time, but none the less, she was in my dreams just a day later giving me a hug, letting me know she knew I was thinking of her and missing her. She always had a way of helping me through my tough times. I have flashbacks all the time. The earliest one of us is as LIT's, and her and Paresi fighting over this Muppet Pez, who somehow ended up as just a head hanging from a piece of Scotch tape. (I have pictures to prove that she ended up with it.) Then, to our first night as counselors, the three of us becoming so close in just one night and forming the good old UAC. Then to getting grounded for an entire summer of weekends because Kara and I spent the weekend at my house while my parents were away. Then to playing Left, Right, Straight, with McAvoy and Loysen and getting so lost that we didn't end up back at Maura's until the wee hours of the morning. Then to stealing camp cabin signs, chocolate milk, and chocolate chip cookies, and eating them in the girl's bathroom. Then to one of my all time favorite memories. The last time I saw Kara was when she came back to camp for a week or so. She wanted to FINALLY really get the guys. Well, we snuck down to the lake, got the most disgusting, smelly, old fish we could find and ran through the girl's dorm out to the porch. We climbed up the fire escape and stood outside the door. We were so quiet, just waiting for the right moment when, BAM, a hand reached out from the inside and grabbed Kara. I was frozen with shock. They hadn't noticed me there too. Well, I could hear Kara squealing, as the boys chanted "Kiss the fish", when they realized that she probably wasn't alone. I was pulled in as well and sure enough we ended up kissing that smelly fish, but that night we fell asleep laughing hysterically at the fun we had. There are so many memories, and I am so glad that we all have them, because as much as they make us all miss her, they also make us smile and keep her free spirit alive. Unfortunately, the sick friend I had been visiting during her funeral died from cancer on March 20th. Kara's birthday. He was so full of questions and uncertainty on the days before he died, but somehow, I was not, because I knew there was a certain angel up there just waiting to greet him and show him around. Thank you Kara. You are still continuing to help me through the rough times. I love you. God is love and so is Kara. With love forever, melanie
	Melanie melmierzwa@hotmail.com