This
site is dedicated to the memory of
Sharon X. Cao
August 2, 1989 – June 12, 2005
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More than a dozen of Sharon’s schoolmates
visited Sharon’s grave during the 3rd anni-versary, and many were
immediately following the college finals. We are deeply touched by their
continued care and support, and their keeping Sharon in their hearts … |
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Dear Sharon’s friends: Thank your for
more than a dozen of you came to visit Sharon’s grave with flowers, sharing
your moments of memory under the hot sun at noon for almost 2 hours on June
22nd, 2008. In addition to
the deep appreciation, I thought a lot … It
has been 3 years since we lost Sharon, but when we met the group of familiar
faces, I still could not help to look for where Sharon was with in and to
trace her laugh and voice. I am still
expecting I could finally wake up with the scream: How long the bad dream has
been! In the days of
Sharon’s 3rd anniversary, our hearts feel warmed by the card you signed,
which reads: … and there is sweetness in the laughter of all
the stars … an in the
memories of
those you love We keep
disturbed because we were unable to prepare some cold drinks and snacks due
to late info, and we wish it had not hurt your feeling or ruined the theme of
gathering, at all. It was the
moment to show our frustration about Sharon’s being deprived of her life in
an illogical, unexplained and premature way. The massive loss is not only
ours, but more importantly hers: the loss of physically seeing trees, of
touching rain drops, of hearing music, of reading books, of participating her
friends’ events, and of fulfilling her many colorful dreams. It was the
moment to share the memory of the time when Sharon was with us, to recall her
joyfulness and frustration, shyness and confidence, seriousness and
hilariousness, and mostly her contagious laughter. It was the
moment to demonstrate the power of the friendship: it is not limited by the
span of time or geometric distance. The bond of the friendship is even beyond
the boundary of physical life. I really like the words on a gift, which used
to be kept at Sharon’s desk: “There’s miracle called friendship that dwells
within the heart. And you don’t know how it happens or when it gets its
start. But the happiness it brings you always gives a special lift. And you
realize that friendship is life’s most precious gift.” It was also
the moment to exhibit our courage and strength to work harder, to appreciate
the life that seems naturally granted for everyone, to enjoy the life in its
full extent, and to give more and love more, so that the world becomes more
beautiful and the stars are brighter and shinier. Just like my
mom who remembers and cares my high school friends, I feel I am so comforted
by keeping the ties with Sharon’s friends. I am proud of Sharon having such a
group of good friends, and I will be proud of you for your every achievement
in your brilliant future. Thank you and
keep in touch. Best wishes for you all! Sharon’s
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