Kelly’s Gift

A stranger was a friend Kelly hadn’t yet met. Laughter, energy and life seemed to ooze from her pores, her voice, her eyes and her smile. She wasn’t perfect, but she didn’t really have the time to worry about it because there was always another person in need, a stranger looking lost, a child in tears or an elderly person shrouded in loneliness. Her compassion was overwhelming, irresistible and never-ending.

Kelly was a spark searching for any soul to set ablaze with her love and acceptance. Regardless of gender, age, ethnicity or disposition, if you were in her path, you would be consumed. There were times when I thought my sober melancholy was impervious to her gift. Then Kelly would sweep in with sparkling eyes and brilliant smile and throw her arms around me. In an instant I’d feel the warmth of her genuine, unconditional love move through me like flames through parched tinder.

Though her physical presence on this earth has come to an end, Kelly’s unconditional gift of love and acceptance continues to burn brilliantly in the lives of her beloved family, innumerable friends and amazed acquaintances. No explanation of her loss is adequate for me, nor can I understand why I should have been so blessed as to be the recipient of Kelly’s amazing gift. God, thank you for Kelly.

by Chaplain Ron Hyrchuk

April 13, 2006