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S pecial Tributes
Amaya Jacobs, the young lady with the amazing smile and laugh that captured the room. You knew she had hidden agendas. She had a way of coming into the room to analyze you, and to see how to approach you with her newest thought or idea.
She joined us as one of our 1st martial arts camp counselors. What a blessing. Her acting and artistic skills added to the camp activities. The campers enjoyed and always wanted to be around her. Sometimes it was hard to tell who were the campers and who was the counselor. Her laugh, her smile, her warmth, her love of children and others was and will always remain precious. As a camp counselor she tried every challenge (so competitive). A full split...oh the pain, a high kick...almost, jumping over targets that were really high... she laughed when she didn’t make it over. One of her 1st times fishing with the campers, she caught a fish. She was more tickled and excited about her great catch than some of the campers. Sometimes she would disappear into the canvas of summer camp & be like a flower budding.
She shared serious conversations about her future, her dreams, and the challenges of life. She always had ideas on how to solve some of the world’s problems. We watched and listened as she mentored others. Her wisdom was beyond her years.
With Love, Charles & Sandra Flowers
My sister-cousin, Amaya
Whenever I've experienced tragedy, I have struggled with acceptance. I take in the bad news, and my mind automatically goes to work trying to reverse the situation. My rational side recognizes the permanence, but my emotions keep telling me “You can fix it." Time seems malleable in the immediate aftermath; though I can't go back ten seconds any more than I can go back ten years. I've questioned my every interaction with Amaya during the last five days. I've ruminated about how things could be different. If our last conversation was a minute longer, or a minute shorter. If she went left instead of right. Searching for some permutation of events that could bring her back, unable to accept the finality of it all. Unsure of whether to soldier on, or allow myself to fully process her passing. I've felt regret, and I've felt anger. Malcolm X said, “every loss contains its own seed." Therefore, I've tried to ask what Amaya would want me to learn from her life. I've asked how I can use this misfortune to improve myself and help others. I don't have the answer yet; but, I am determined to find it. Until then, I'll try to remember the good times and keep Amaya close to my heart. My beautiful baby cousin, you were taken too soon, but you will never be forgotten.
Always in my heart, - James Hendricks
Amaya, a Bright and Shining Star
Like a shining star, always beaming and bright
with a twinkle in her eye if it’s dark or if it’s light
She carried with her a big wide smile all across her face
but now it’s time for her to rest, she’s run this earthly race
She knew how to be silky smooth and also to be rough
she could surely be my pie sweet and other times real tough
Her personality had a special glow that always would shine through to know her was to love her and you’d know that she loved you Amaya has deep meanings at least there are two
one is ‘night rain’ the other ‘close to God’ which we know to be true The night rain comes upon us and it’s gone before the day
while Amaya came to us and to Heaven is on her way
We know now that she’s close to God because that’s how He’d have it be and one day we’ll be back close to her when in Heaven we will see... the Glory of our Lord, who is only just above
as we unite again with Amaya and bask in the Father’s love. RBH
Randy Henderson - President The Henderson Foundation