Everytime I see her speak it breaks my heart to think of the life she and beautiful boy should be living together . I had privilege to Coach her as a freshman on LBHS volleyball team and watch her grow on the court , in the classroom and as a proud and humble Mom and daughter ! Forever in my heart sweet girl !
Čekajući sprovod prijatelju, zaustavih se pred grobnim natpisom: “Hvaljen budi Gospodine moj po našoj sestri tjelesnoj smrti.” Sjetih se meni dragih koji prerano odoše. Bol, praznina, pobuna preplavi moje biće. Gnjev uputih prema stihu i njegovom “opaljenom” stihotvorcu. Razigran ispred natpisa i odjenut u čudesnu raskoš boja, odnekud se pojavi veliki leptir. Čarolija, obasjana suncem, pretvori se u pitanje: Što gusjenica zna o leptiru? Sjeme u zemlji o procvjetanu cvijetu? U trenu čuh najdublju priču, priču o Uskrsu. Leptir netragom nesta, a meni u srce, s hladnoga kamena, prenese udivljenost pretočenu u stih: “Hvaljen budi, Gospodine moj, po sestri tjelesnoj smrti. Blaženi koje ti nađeš po presvetoj volji svojoj.”
Everytime I see her speak it breaks my heart to think of the life she and beautiful boy should be living together . I had privilege to Coach her as a freshman on LBHS volleyball team and watch her grow on the court , in the classroom and as a proud and humble Mom and daughter ! Forever in my heart sweet girl !
This is still a highly articulated message to the younger generation. Thank you for posting. RIP LB
Rest in Peace Larissa, you were so talented and so intelligent. Your legacy of kind wisdom and knowledge will live on for years to come.
Rest in Paradise beautiful. Gone but you will never be forgetten ♥️
Rest in paradise baby girl , you will be missed by all
you achieved it all 💖
rest in peace
.....Rest Easy smh man this shit so deep and Sad hearing her Talk
such an inspiration
We will miss here😭
R.I.P
god bless may you and mother rest in peace
RIP
She is my dads cousin R.I.P love you Larissa
R.I.P young lady! You would of been walking the stage with my nephew on the 25th! Makes no damn sense---smh!
Čekajući sprovod prijatelju, zaustavih se pred grobnim natpisom: “Hvaljen budi Gospodine moj po našoj sestri tjelesnoj smrti.” Sjetih se meni dragih koji prerano odoše. Bol, praznina, pobuna preplavi moje biće. Gnjev uputih prema stihu i njegovom “opaljenom” stihotvorcu.
Razigran ispred natpisa i odjenut u čudesnu raskoš boja, odnekud se pojavi veliki leptir. Čarolija, obasjana suncem, pretvori se u pitanje: Što gusjenica zna o leptiru? Sjeme u zemlji o procvjetanu cvijetu? U trenu čuh najdublju priču, priču o Uskrsu. Leptir netragom nesta, a meni u srce, s hladnoga kamena, prenese udivljenost pretočenu u stih:
“Hvaljen budi, Gospodine moj,
po sestri tjelesnoj smrti.
Blaženi koje ti nađeš
po presvetoj volji svojoj.”