When We Don't Understand

 And surely I am with you

 always,

 to the very end of the age.

Matthew 28:20

I didn't know her well but I knew her enough to speak to her as she walked down the hall.

I heard her sing in repertoire classes, student recitals, and with the Singers in concert.

Honor student, friend to many, serious Music Education major, fiancee, daughter, sister...

God's child.

Gone.

So many questions. Not enough answers.

A death with a question mark.

Sadness.

Photo credit: Rachel Kramer