I met my husband when I was 25 years old. I got married one year later and since then I have moved into two homes, had two children, owned/adopted several pets, and worked for three different companies. I have had surgeries, bumps, bruises and tummy aches. I have been on cruises, long vacations, and short, family trips. I have watched television shows come and go, and movies make it or bust. I have learned new songs and revisited past ones. I have made memories.
I have been blessed these past years and haven’t thought a thing about it.
Leah E. Oliver did not get the chance to do such things. She passed away on September 11 while working for Marsh & McLennan in the World Trade Center. Her birthday was September 12 – she would have turned 25 years old.
From what I have read of her, she was a vibrant, smart, determined young lady in the prime of her life. She had only worked for her company a couple of months and had just started dating a new guy. She loved to ride motorcycles with her father.
On one website I found a eulogy from Walter Oliver, her father. He said “Despite her determination and her young age, she stopped frequently to look around her and enjoy what God’s earth had to offer. She brightened everyone’s life with a heart full of genuine concern, an ear always willing to listen, a hand ready to help, a cute little wink and the most beautiful smile in the world. She loved life, and she loved us all.”
We will never know what type of future Leah would have had. She is frozen in time as a young, loving woman that passed away one day before her 25th birthday. I wish I could have met her; I am sure she would have been a great friend. But alas, I will one day meet her in another place. As her father said “I know that you have passed into a better world. And I pray that someday, we will tour the wonders of that world together.”
Rest in peace Leah. You will not be forgotten.
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