My Dedication to Karen

      My dear, beloved sister. There just aren’t enough words to say how I feel about you. From the first day we met, we have become best friends, dear sisters, confidants, and saviours to each other. How many times have you run to me for help—and how many times have I run to you for help? The times are too numerous to even count—and we have always been there for each other. We have shared great laughter and sorrow—always helping each other mop up tears of joy or sadness. The saying, “blood is thicker than water” does not hold true in our case—even though we are not blood sisters—I would do anything at all in the world for you—any time—any place. It is like we have been seeking for each other for years, and finally found the missing link in our lives. I love you, Karen, just the way you are—just don’t ever change.


      Karen, so much time has passed since you and I first met, I can hardly remember exactly when we met—perhaps it was June 17, 1998, two days after I came on the Net. I do remember where we met—in Over 30 in Chat Central. We were both drawn to each other like a bee to honey. From the beginning, we found we had so much in common. It was almost like fate was stepping into both of our lives.


      I remember thinking to myself that you were like the sister I had never had. I don’t ever remember wanting a sister or a brother. But when I met you, I knew that I wanted and needed a sister very much.


      Our first weeks on the Net were mainly spent in Over 30, where we had so much fun together. Somehow we always managed to confuse ourselves as well as other chatters. We were so excited about this new form of communication with others from around the globe. I have never laughed so much in a long time as I did when you and I were together.


      A lot of time has passed, and we have discovered the wonderful world of ICQ and our adventures in chat rooms has slowed down considerably. Now we communicate daily via ICQ and exchange laughter and tears, happiness and sadness, and quite often, lunch and supper.


      Of course, we are never far from each other, thanks to Alexander Graham Bell’s fabulous invention. I can't recall how many times you assisted me by telephone when my server was down and I had no means of communication. And, we are just a simple telephone call away from each other at any given time or day or night.


      I can’t recall the number of times we laughed until we had tears running down our faces. Some things I can’t even remember. But there is one incident, in particular, I will never forget—not ever. The only thing I will mention here, is the fact that it took place in a chat room that I don’t frequent often. That incident still gives me fits of laughter even to this day.


      I am so proud of you and your webrings and special awards. You have so many humane causes, you just amaze me. You care about so many people, places, and things—your heart’s capacity is endless as well as bottomless. I seldom find you wallowing in self pity, especially when there is someone else you can help.


      You are a warm and loving person, with a heart twice as big as the world. Your compassion and caring for others is evident in everything you say and do. Your sense of integrity is second to none.


      But it is your personality and wonderful sense of humour that first attracted me. You always make me laugh, even when I didn’t think there was much to laugh at. I feel so comfortable around you, because you complement my personality and sense of humour. And together we make a great team.


      Sis, I never knew you before June 17, 1998. And had things not worked out the way they did for me this year, I would probably have never met you. But, again, fate stepped in to help us establish our relationship. I am so grateful in many ways that life dealt me the circumstances it did this year, because it gave me the chance to meet you. And my life is so much richer for knowing you.


      Karen, you sent me the following poem and told me that this was so very appropriate of your feelings for me. I am now returning this poem to you, because being sisters is a two way street. I doubt I would ever be able to say everything I feel for you on this one page. But this poem definitely says it all for me.


      I have said this earlier, sis, I love you just the way you are, and I don’t ever want you to change. Indeed, you are so beautiful to me. I love you with all my heart.

Your loving sister, Claudia
aka Cat Crazy




You’re My “Real” Sister

Even though God didn’t give us the same
mother and father, you’re my real sister
because of the way you are to me.

You are honest with me; you trust me and you
care about my welfare. You allow me to know
your weaknesses and trust me to understand
them.

You help me by being interested in what I am
saying and going through, and you think of
those things when I am not around in an
effort to find answers to things you know I
question.

You allow me to do things for you, to care
for you, and to influence you. You sense when
I need help and understanding and approval.
You allow me to know things that are
happening in your life, so that I can try to
be those things to you that you are to me.

You allow me to progress independently, as I
do with you. You're there, always there.
You’re my friend. You don't give up on me
when I disappoint you. Thank you for that,
most of all.

No, we do not have the same mother and father,
but our souls are "akin." You are my real
sister, and our "kinship" is standing the
test of time and change.


–Donna Fargo–



—For your listening pleasure—

You Are So Beautiful by Aaron Neville and Linda Ronstadt



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Acknowledgement:

Go to WebDoer’s Home Page I wish sincerely to thank Claudia, aka Cat Crazy, for designing and completing this web page suite. You might wish to visit Cat Crazy’s Playpen to read about her cat, Samantha, who is her pride and joy, and brings her love and laughter each day.




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