This page is actually to celebrate the life of a lovely girl named "Olivia" who resides in New Zealand.
You see, it turns out that Tiffany is Olivia's Guardian Angel, and I couldn't think of a more fitting way to celebrate Olivia and the long life I am sure she will lead.
My sincerest & deepest thanks to you Olivia.
Karin
"Tiffany Lane's Mommy Forever"
that I have to email you because Tiffany saved my life.
My name's Olivia, I'm 16 and I live in New Zealand.
On the 17th of July (my 16th birthday) I planned to
kill myself. I was going to gas myself in my familys
van but I had to wait for my father to go to bed so I
wouldn't be interupted. While I waited I went on the
internet and came across Tiffanys memorial site.
I don't know what it was, but seeing the pictures of
your beautiful daughter and reading about her made me
decide not to do it.
Thank you so much for making the site for her - if you
hadn't, I might be dead right now. I'm sorry that
Tiffany never got the chance to live but she's truly
given me a second chance. Your daughter IS special.
She's kinda like my guardian angel in a way, even
though I never met her - she saved my life.
I hope you don't mind, but, well, I'm a writer and I
wrote a poem dedicated to Tiffany and I'd like you to
hear it. It's my way of thanking her.
If Only
by Olivia Clark
dedicated to Tiffany Lane Williams
Tiffany's crying in her bedroom,
Brushing her shoulder-length hair.
Tiffany's staring in the mirror,
Wishing that she wasn't there.
Tiffany's reaching for her mothers wallet,
Taking out the credit card.
Tiffany's trying to be a good girl
But sometimes it gets too hard.
Tiffany's mother's asking 'where's her money?'
While Tiffany shrugs her shoulders.
The guilt's eating her up inside -
God Tiffany, you should have told her.
Tiffany's trying to be perfect,
Something she knows she'll never be.
She's turning away from worried eyes,
She doesn't want anyone to see.
Tiffany's writing an eleven page letter,
Naming each friend seperately,
Telling them all it's not their fault,
Saying over and over 'she's sorry.'
Tiffanys parents have gone out shopping
and her younger brother's curled up in bed.
Tiffanys put her favourite song on repeat,
The words soar through her head.
Tiffanys turned to CD player up loud -
Mariah Carey sings One Sweet Day.
The music takes her to a place
Where everything will be ok.
Tiffanys brother pulls the covers over his head,
Trying to block out the sound.
He bangs on the living room door,
Calls for Tiffany to turn it down.
Tiffany's stopped listening,
She's too far gone to hear.
Life's not easy when you're 14
and she's just too tired to care.
Tiffany's fingering her Daddys rifle,
Locking the living room door.
Tiffany's holding the muzzle to her chest -
She's dead before she hits the floor.
Tiffanys brother hears the gun shot
and calls his parents cell phone.
Tiffanys parents leave their shopping,
Suicidally speed home.
Tiffanys parents are too late,
There's no way they could have saved her.
Tiffanys parents read her goodbye letter -
She keeps apologizing for her bad behavior.
Tiffany wanted to be so good
But couldn't stop being bad,
Felt that holding a gun to her heart
Was the only option that she had.
And now Tiffanys friends and family
Remember the girl she used to be,
Spilling tears on photo albums,
Thinking over and over: If only...
I wrote that on the 17th of July instead of killing
myself. I'm sorry for any details I got wrong, or if I
offended you somehow. I just wanted, needed, you to
know that Tiffany changed my life, saved my life and
I'll never forget her.
Thank you so much for sharing your daughters life with
me.
~Olivia
Thank you Olivia!
Dated July 20, 2006, time 8:32 p.m.
~Please read, this is from Olivia~
HI Karin,
I just thought I'd drop you a line because I haven't talked to you in a while. I wanted to let you know that it was my 18th birthday a couple of days ago. I celebrated with a group of friends and it was great, and I never once forgot throughout the day that if it weren't for Tiffany I wouldn't have been here to celebrate.
When I think back to the night of my 16th birthday and remember how close I came to death and how your daughter saved me I feel such an incredible debt to you for creating the website for her.
I still drop by every now and then to look at the site. It reminds me of how much I could of lost and how thankful I am to you and Tiffany for saving my life in the way you did. I think about Tiffany often and, when I get enough money, I'm going to get a tattoo of a pegasus in memory of her.
When I read the guestbook I see that Tiffany has touched so many lives. I hope you realise what a wonderful thing you've done by creating the site when most people would've hidden their pain. Instead you shared your story - in doing so you've kept your daughter alive and changed (and sometimes saved) the lives of others.
Thank you Karin!
~Olivia
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