In Memory of Madeleine Hsu
You were born on July 10, 2006. I was born on July 10, 1972. I remember the day you were born even though I never knew you. It was the day I told my grandmother and favorite cousin that I was pregnant with my first baby. It was an exciting day. I was sharing the news of life and you were being born. I know your Mom and Dad were so happy. I was happy too. It is a day of joy...even still.
When someone enters the world it is an exciting time. Life is filled with potential, possibilities, dreams, hopes, love, etc. That’s what your life means to me. Your life means the world to me. Your life means potential, possibilities, dreams, hopes, love, etc. Even when the world is filled with horrendous things, like what happened to you...we have to remember Pandora’s Box. Even with all of the ills of the world there remains one thing...HOPE. It’s what gets me out of bed in the morning. It’s what gets your parents out of bed too, I’m sure. Your life has meaning. You were taken away from us too quickly and I’m sure if your parents had just one more minute with you they would hold you and kiss you and tell you they love you because you mean the world to them. You always have and always will.
When I think about you, I think about life...mine, yours, and everyone one else before and after us. Everyone is a person no matter how small and you have given us the biggest thing you could have given us in your short life...HOPE. Hope for a better today and hope for a better tomorrow.
You will never be forgotten. You are loved.