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This Page Is
Dedicated With Love To Our Precious Daughter, Sister And Friend . . .


Krissy Hershey


                                       

 

                     

      

            

       
 

                             

 

        



                         






      

 


 
  
Whispering Wings is a place to visit in hopes it might help
o
thers who are struggling through the pain and grief of losing
someone very special in their lives.

     We are a family who, in March 2001, lost our very sweet
daughter and sister. My experience as a father has been the
toughest battle of my life. When I look back through the months,
it seems to compare to a raft…. The Raft Of Life.

     As a family we were well balanced, floating along on our
little raft, when our very precious daughter left us so suddenly.
We were all thrown off balance and overboard into a very deep and dark despair. My first thought was to sink, as I had no other desire. As I floundered in my own despair, I knew my family and friends around me were doing the same.

     In our daughters short 16 years she was devoted to helping others, and if she were in my place she would have been the first one to climb back on the raft, and hold her loving hand out to help the other’s back aboard.

     When we struggle to climb back from our deep despair and
back onto our raft of life, the first thought is to take up our old positions, but by doing so we are thrown off balance again . . .
That alone can be a terrible circle. I soon realized we needed some kind of new balance, living this life that is so empty and estranged. To get this new balance we needed support from family and friends.

     So by creating this page it is our way to hold out our hands to each and everyone of you, so you might grasp hold and climb back onto your raft and regain your balance.                                       


                                               
          
 

                    


We have journeyed through the long
dark nights,

We have faced the raging sea with
all our strength and might;

Although the ship is battered,
And the sails are torn;

The Anchor holds,

In spite of the storm . . .