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Written by: Chanda Gregory

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Like a daisy in an open field
you stand strong against it all.
Though life has blown hard winds your way,
you bend but never break.
Your petals are like a halo around you,
showing all that you are a
angel sent from heaven above.
Like a daisy grows and reaches for the sky,
you're growing and becoming a
beautiful young lady,
with courage to stand tall.
So bright and full of love,
with a smile that glows like
the summer sun,
you warm my heart with in.
So when I see a daisy,
I think of you, because you are
my little daisy, my little girl,
my precious daughter,
Maegan

By: Chanda Gregory

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Written by: Shannon Strack

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Dear Hunter Family,

I just wanted to take this opportunity to thank each and every one of you for you kind words, the framed poem, and the angel I recieved during the tree planting ceremony on May 19th. Both the poem and the angel are proudly displayed in my classroom.

This meant more to me than you will ever know. I love what I do, and always give 100% to my students. I am so glad I was able to make a difference in Kristen's life. My life has been greatly blessed by having the honor of knowing this precious child.

I will never forget Kristen. She will always be in my heart. She taught me many things about unconditional love and acceptance. She taught me how precious life is and how we should live each day to the fullest. This little girl changed my life in so many ways. She was truely a treasure; a gift.

Her peace lily is sitting in my living room. It is flourishing and has recently began to bloom a beautiful white flower. I appreciate you entrusting this special plant in my care. I enjoy tending to it daily as it helps me feel connected to Kristen.

Although we are still hurting, it's comforting to know that we have each other to lean on. It helps us through the toughest of days. As long we keep Kristen in our hearts, she will always be with us. All we have to do is remember that sweet angel smile and know that she is near.

Thank you all so much for your kindness, and for allowing me to be a part of Kristen's life.

With much love and respect,

Shannon Strack

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Written by: Mackie J. Hunter

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Forever my K. K., my one and only

Without you here, my life seems so loney

Your beautiful smile, your precious face

A perfedt example of God's amazing grace

You were a gift from God, for all of us to love

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above

I don't understand this dreadful disease

That took you away like a feather in a breeze

I have so may questions, There will always be a why?

I have shed so many tears and my heart continues to cry

Makayla an Maddie will love you forever

My heart hurts so bad, when they ask me about you

I just tell them you are with Jesus and your body is brand new

I know the very moment you stepped into the Light

You were met by Jesus, because you fought the good fight

You never knew evil and you never knew sin

So there is no doubt about it, He welcomed you in

So you stay with Jesus and never look back

Because one day you will look up and there will be Uncle Mack

I know each night you hear me when I pray

Just always remember you are forever my K. K.

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Mackie J. Hunter

Kristen Kay Hunter's great uncle

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Written by: Chanda Gregory

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God sent a special angel here, eleven years ago,
for all the world to get to know
and to love her very much.
He blessed each and every one of us with
her presence here on earth.
So loving, kind and good,
that is what she was.
The perfect kind of little girl
friendly and full of life.
God called that little angel home today,
though we do not understand why.
But God makes no mistakes!
For he blessed us with a very special gift...
The gift of knowing one of his
Precious Angels,
An angel we called,
Kristen

Chanda Gregory
3/22/09

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Written by: Jack Hunter

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Words have always come easy for me. Whether spoken or written, I was able to convey my thoughts to others. Today I have no words.

There are so many that I feel the need to say "Thank you" to that I can not begin to list. From the time our cry for help went out, we have been overwhelmed by your support.

Hundreds, maybe even thousands, of people prayed for my precious little girl. Churches, schools, neighbors, friends and even strangers fell to their knees and opened their hearts. Many who had experienced the loss of a child offered their support even while reliving their own suffering. I have no words express our gratitude.

As I write this I am in darkness. I am an empty shell. My mind is on autopilot. I function, but only by habit. The moment Kristen left us, my soul and spirit were ripped out by the roots. My heart shattered.

I have three other beautiful grandchildren and a wonderful family that I know I must carry on for. My love for them is no less than it was for Kris.

Many have assured me that with time I will learn to endure. That life will go on and there are many good days ahead.

This grief that i am now in has enveloped me. Every thought of her brings me tears. I look around me ans see her angel tracks everywhere. I expect every sound in the house to be her.

All my memories of Kristen are good. all my dreams for her are gone.She has left a void in my life that can not be filled. Kristen was a special gift. She grew up in my lap. She was love and joy. She was innocence and purity. She was my baby and granddaughter. She was my best friend and constant companion. I cannot imagine my life without her.

These may not be the words I should be writing. They may not be the words you want to read. Hopefully you will be able to interpret them as they are intended.

They are all I can offer you at this time.

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Written by: Maegan & Kristen's Daddy

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My vision begins alone in a hospital room. I know it is I because looking down I see my body covered by a white sheet and blanket. I am old and my time is at hand. I can't tell you how I know this I just do. My room is dark but I can see well due to the light coming in through my open door. The foot of my bed is facing the door so that I am able to somewhat see outside the room. I am surrounded by a host of monitors and medical support equipment making odd noises but the room is somehow peaceful and serene. I am not afraid. Though I hear voices outside the room I cannot make out what anyone in particular is saying so I am just lying in bed and listening to distant conversations and the occasional routine alarm. I feel the urge to look to my left hand side just above my bed at what I believe to be an EKG or cardiac monitor of some sort. As I am silently looking at the green glow of the lines going up and down in real time the display suddenly flat lines. Surprisingly, I am not alarmed or overly concerned. Almost simultaneously she appears to me from just beyond the room. She is leaning around the side of the door so that all I can see is the top portion of her body. Her small hand is resting on the door facing. This cannot be, I think to myself. Is it ? Can this be my baby girl ? She says one word and one word only... "Daddy"... as if to imply "It's ok... I have come for you... are you ready?" Though the room is dimly lit and I continue to rub my eyes in disbelief, I can see her very clearly indeed and it is her, praise God. It takes me a second or two to sit up in the bed and get to my feet. In this brief moment I never take my eyes off her and am amazed to see her patiently looking directly at me and smiling. I marvel at her big brown eyes as she steps to the center of the doorway revealing all of her perfect self to me and I begin to have this overwhelming, heavenly feeling of joy and jubilation, that man kind could never explain... It is a wonderful and constant rush and I simply cannot wait until I reach her. As I approach I can see now that she has an angelic little crown of fresh cut flowers in her hair... Her beautiful, thick, shining and flowing hair is pulled back ever so slightly to reveal the brilliant heavenly glow of her perfect face. My eyes are much older now but quickly recognize her wonderful faint smirk that hints of childhood mischief. No one can ever know how I've longed to see her face. Though many years have passed she is still eleven and just as I remember her with one exception... She is perfect... without flaw... There is no sign of the terrible illness that took her from me so many years ago. She is absolute perfection in every way... She is forever innocent, forever young, forever pure and still my baby girl. Her small gown is very simple and a soft white. It has sleeveless straps and reaches down to just above her feet. She is barefoot and I stop and stare at her beautiful baby toes... once again just as I remember. As I pause to take her in, the room begins to fill with the most wonderful scents... She smells of an early morning spring rain, a field of blooming buttercups, puppy's breath, home... everything that is good. As I move closer to her, she lifts her hand toward me and at last... I've endured so very many unspeakable memories... so very many never ending days and lonely nights... I've had doctors say things to me that no father should ever hear only to have them echo in my mind through time... I've held my family close and cried so many tears... but at last I take her hand, and everything is ok. I do not wish this upon anyone, but I would endure it all over again for her. She is family. Our precious baby girl, even though her time here was short it was not in vain. She taught me so very much and continues to do so today. All I've ever wanted for all these years is to be near her again and know that she is protected and cared for. Now that we are together... I have long awaited peace. As I take my baby's hand, there is no verbal exchange as you and I know it. There is only communication of the heart. I have no questions for her and she, none of me. All questions have been answered with the simple touch of a hand... Glory be to God... We are holding hands again, just like we did on the way to school every morning so long ago... I am holding her hand and she mine and I am as happy as a father could ever be. As alarms sound and doctors and nurses feverishly rush into my room, behind us we continue to walk down a hospital corridor toward two large wooden doors. Is The Kingdom Of Heaven on the other side ? I simply don't care because I am already in Heaven... Eternity with Kristen Kay.

This vision came to me in a time of need. I did not dream it. I was very much alert and awake. Though awestruck while receiving it, I have the ability to retain every detail. I can play it over and over again, pause it, rewind it.... etc.... just like a recording... It gives me hope and faith... I believe my vision to be divine intervention. Nothing more... nothing less. I believe that Sissy somehow saw my struggle and had it sent to me through God. I will have faith and replay my vision until I am no longer part of this earth. My only prayer is that the ending is accurate.

Maegan & Kristen's Daddy

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Written by: Uncle Mac

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I wake up every day,
And realize she is not here.
But as I step out into the morning,
Her reality is made so clear.
As the morning breeze blows across my face,
I smell her sweet fragrance, and I know she's in the right place.
I can feel her sweet presence, so soft and so pure.
Through the wind, she touches my cheek,
and then I know for sure.
She will always be with me, where ever I might go.
She's there in the wind, the rain and the snow.
It's God's way of showing me that,
Her spirit is free.
Always there to comfort me,
In my time of need.
As I look toward heaven,
and watch for awhile.
There in the clouds,
I can see her beautiful smile.
When I long to touch her,
and feel her embrace.
I just step out my door,
and thank God for His grace.
And then she appears to me,
Just the way God planned.
In a way that comforts me,
In only a way a perfect angel can.
She tells me not to worry,
or shed a single tear,
Cause she now lives in a land where there is no fear.
She walks with Jesus and always wears a smile,
And I will be with her again,
one day after awhile.
I love you K. K., you are my special girl,
Thanks for being with me as I walk throughout the world.
So Happy Birthday, from me to you,
I'll see you tomorrow, in the morning dew.

Uncle Mac