Dear C's mom

Dear C's mom,

I'm very sorry to hear about your daughter. She was an amazing girl. Our customers always enjoyed her service and she was a hard worker, always respectful and responsible. We didn't expect that she'd work with us forever, we always knew she had a higher potential than that of a small-town waitress. She was very smart, very sweet and very good.

I know that she was angry with me after she was fired. We had harsh words with each other and I hope she accepted my apology. Even at that time, I admired her spunk and told my mother that someday she'll go far with that kind of fire in her.

After the restaurant closed, I would see her around town. Always smiling as she drove around visiting friends. Was she going to YVCC? Because I saw her in my neighborhood a few times. My daughters like to go swing dancing and she was at every dance.

I didn't hear the news until yesterday and I am still shocked. I really don't know what to say. She was so young. I know this might sound tacky because you really are her mom, but I had some maternal love for each of the kids that we hired. Watching them work, sometimes we were their first job, and mature through employment and customer service was special. Some were more lovable than others. Chelsea was independent and responsible, I never felt the need to advise her about life or work or anything else, but there was a place in my heart for her, and there always will be.

You did an awesome job with that girl, I don't think there is a rhyme or reason to death. This chaotic universe keeps us on our toes. I am so very sorry for your loss. I don't even know what to say. And I don't even think I know you well enough to say it. Have we ever met face to face? You're all I've thought about all day long. My mind goes back and forth. She's serving a customer, My god her poor mother. She's dancing, my god her poor mother. She's driving. OMG that was the car. Her poor poor mother.

I always say that we don't know how strong we are until something like this happens. It's easy for me to believe because I've never lost my 21 yr old daughter. If I had any pictures of her I'd send them. If I had known 2 weeks ago I would have brought you a card. Maybe I'll mail you one. Not like I even think a little card would help. What the heck would you do with all of them? Would it even help for a minute to know that everyone cares or loves you? I don't think it would help me. Time, I guess. And I can't send you that.

With Sympathy
Lisa


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