This Month’s Thoughts from Sue Matthews and Karen Hon

Sue Matthews Writes About Her Daughter Taylor:


As a young child Taylor could never sit still. After a play date, activity and homework she had a lot of night left and needed to keep active. Many times, as a tiny tot, I told her to go outside and run laps around the house. She would run and run till exhaustion, and come in out of breath with a big smile and little red cheeks. She competed in various runs and at a distant, anxiously awaiting the “start buzzer,” I could always see her huge smile and her sense of determination radiated all over her. Fast-forward 6 years, after her body had endured 3 massive thoractomy’s, 5 years of chemotherapy and treatment she showed that same passion and will to exceed.


In February, 2008 we lost Taylor.

It was a day filled with sadness that I am incapable of describing; shock which lets your body, mind and soul let go, leading to acceptance and knowing that death brought an end to Taylor’s pain. That acceptance lasted for only a few hours. That day was not reality. No mother can possibly grasp the concept that their child has passed away. We had no idea that day that this was going to become a reality or that we had really lost her forever. Reality would not truly set in for many months and in a sense it still has not.


Taylor taught all of us so many life lessons. She really understood the true meaning of relationships, love and what life was about. Taylor gave me 16 beautiful years of life and enough love to last a life time. A few weeks before she passed and was on oxygen I asked Taylor why, yet again, was she not upset or angry tied to an oxygen tank and not able to go to school or go out with her friends? She responded “Mommy, what do I have to be angry about? Everyone loves me.” The loss of Taylor has left me with indescribable pain, however, our love story continues.


Over the past 4 years Taylor continues to live right along side us giving us signs that she is with us. She passed away in Germany. Before we came back to the US I asked her for a sign. We walked into an open square in the middle of Frankfurt, where it was February and freezing. A little folk lore band was singing outside in German. When we entered the square they began singing, in English, the words.. Mother Mary came to me .. speaking words of wisdom, Let it Be.. Let it Be. Well, my little “T’ we have no choice… to Let it Be… but we miss you so terribly and would do anything for just another hug. Love you sweetheart now and forever. xxooxxoo


Taylor’s animation shines and radiates through her website



Karen Hom writes about her son, Brian Hom, who would have turned 19 on Feb. 20th.

“I miss him terribly, my heart is broken”


Brian Hom could fill a room with his presence.

His physical stature, his verbal expressions, and his athletic pursuits were

all BIG and BOLD.

In the classroom, his teachers appreciated his ambition, his metal acuity,

his candor, and his easy smile.

On the track, we all marveled at his strength and determination to win as he

sprinted down the straightaway

His friends enjoyed his gentle caring nature, his ability to celebrate others’ successes, his sense of humor and his infectious laughter, and his genuine

love and respect.

Brian fought prejudice and intolerance through his efforts in the Diversity Club at Friends Academy. He pushed his classmates

intellectually with his contributions during class discussions, and he raised the bar for all the athletes he encountered

on the track with his sheer speed and tenacity.

Brian challenged all of us to be our very best.

Brian, thank you for sharing your natural talents with us and letting your life speak.