Landslide

You chose such a breathtakingly beautiful place to be at peace at last. Your Uncle Pat found the special spot and I know you would have approved. The day we came to scatter your ashes around the massive trunk and reaching branches of a Bristlecone Pine tree, a bald eagle circled above it for a few seconds and then vanished. A bald eagle, Kenna! An amazing sign that you were there! The ancient tree stands high on the hill as if guarding the waters below. You can see your beloved little cabin from so high up there. The lake is surrounded by beautiful pine trees, colorful aspens, craggy rocks. And in the center is the indescribable blue water of June Lake. At times, it seems to be the color of your eyes, twinkle and all. Your Uncle Mike, Aunt Jill and cousin Shannon took a  picture when it was covered in new snow.They made a snow angel for you and sent us the picture. I keep it under the glass on my desk so I can always remember your are my angel, you are where you wanted to be. But I wish you were here, my baby girl.

"So take my love 

take it down,

and if you see my reflection

in the snow covered hills,

Well, the landslide will take you down

the landslide will take you down." Stevie Nicks