I was a woman like many others; focused on my five children and family, living a quiet life on Bainbridge Island in the state of Washington. And then, in August 2004, our lives changed. That night, eight teenagers piled into an SUV and took a midnight joyride. My 16-year-old twin daughter, Sarah, was killed.
When I was 13 years old, in 1970, my whole world fell apart. My mother and two younger sisters were killed in an Air Canada plane crash.
All 109 people on board were killed that day.
My mother’s name was Rita. She was 39. My sister’s names were Carla and Wendy. They were 11 and 8.
Do you remember when Julia Roberts, as the character Elizabeth Gilbert in the book/film “Eat, Pray, Love” said “I’m choosing happiness over suffering, I know I am.