lorin

I don't know what to say.

Lorin was on the plane that crashed in Buffalo- she was on her way to her boyfiend's brother's wedding- she was so happy about this guy.

We spent a great day at the beach in NJ once- we lay out in the sun on an afternoon that holds a place in my memories, a peaceful time, warm, the soft yellow color of late afternoon.

And she gave me a stack of hand-me-down pants when we helped her move- we are exactly the same size. And she was only 30. And I can't even imagine what her parents must feel like. And her boyfriend- and all their plans and thoughts of life together.

She was open and honest and herself. She was kind. She was hopeful. And now she's gone.