Rest in Peace, my sweet sister

Sometimes life throws us a curve ball. On August 15, 1998 life threw our family a big curve ball when my sister, Vicki, was tragically killed in a car accident at the young age of 15. I had so many questions-"why? why did this happen to our family? why did she have to leave us?"

Vicki, God had plans for you. He had a far greater job for you than to be on this earth. I feel that you were chosen to be an angel. You are my angel. I know that even though you are not physically with us on this earth, you still remain with us in our hearts. You have been with me through many milestones-you were with me on my wedding day, you were with me all those times I found out I was pregnant and all those times I miscarried, you were with me when I thought I could not possibly go through another treatment or test or another month of not being pregnant. You were there with me in the delivery room when all three of our boys were born. I know you would have been so excited. Not a day goes by that I don't think about you in some way. It's fitting that this is your cheerleading picture-the last photograph taken of you. You are in Heaven, cheering down on all of us. I love you, miss you and will never forget you.

Your death has changed me as a person. I feel from your death that I have learned some lessons in life. They are lessons that I want to pass to my boys.

Life is living in the moment; life is enjoying the simple things; life is being kind; life is the innocent smile on a child's face; life is good.

Now, everyone, please go and hug your children a little tighter.

Victoria Katherine Brewer

daughter, sister, friend

March 31, 1983-August 15, 1998