On May 7, 2000, my world was drastically altered. I got a phone call from my best friend's mother telling me that my best friend had died in a car accident the night before. It was our prom weekend, though we both attended different schools. I went to mine, whereas Chelsea didn't. She was drinking and driving.
Please, I beg all of you, I'm a 18 years old - Chelsea was 17. I know what goes on at parties and such, but don't let your friends drive drunk. I always thought it could never happen to me, that I was immortal and I know most of my friends felt the same way. Now, not a day goes by that I don't think of Chelsea; everything reminds me of her and I burst into tears at the littlest things. I don't wish this upon anyone. Take care of yourself and each other.
Nicole L., Age 18 --- Ohio
My name is Jessica and I have just been through a very hard time in my life and I am just glad
that I can help others with their troubles.
GOD'S CONSTANT CARE
A lot of times in our lives we are faced with many trials and temptations in our lives and we have choices as to whether we will give in to those temptations or not. But even when we do, GOD is ever so near and ready to forgive us for all the things that we mess up on in our lives.
But know that God's constant care is ever so present, all we have to do is call on him, and ask him to pour it out on us. God is always waiting for us to call on his name for his healing. God loves each and everyone of us he will always be there to help us through whatever we go through.
Jessica D., Age 18 --- Amsterdam, Germany
Gramma Ruth, I know you're my guardian angel from Heaven, and that you watch over me and keep me safe. I love you.
IF I HAD ONLY KNOWN
Christmas that year started out like any other Christmas. We gathered as usual at my Gramma's house; my aunts, my uncles, and all of my cousins. My Great-Gramma, affectionately known as "Gramma Ruth" by all her great-grandchildren, was allowed out of the nursing home for the holiday that year, a special treat for her. Her health was improving and the outlook for her was good.
With all the hustle and bustle of Christmas that year, I did not take the opportunity to really sit down and talk to Gramma Ruth. Oh of course, I welcomed her, and gave her a hug, but I didn't get the chance to actually sit down and have a meaningful conversation with her, like I usually did.
After the celebration, we took Gramma back to the nursing home, and I gave her a hug and a kiss, and told her that I'd come visit her soon. I never got the chance.
About three weeks after Christmas, my Grampa called and he told us that Gramma Ruth's health was getting worse. I could not believe it. She had been fine at Christmas!! I desperately wanted to go see my Gramma Ruth one last time. By the time we got out to the nursing home, she had already slipped into a coma for the last time, never to regain consciousness.
Gramma Ruth died on March 8, 1998. I sobbed and sobbed when I heard the news. My head swam with a million questions:
" Why didn't I sit down and talk to her that last Christmas?? Why was I so selfish? Why couldn't I take time out and just talk to her and tell her that I loved her? WHY? "
Going to her funeral was one of the hardest things I've ever done. To see my sweet, loving, adoring, Gramma Ruth being lowered into the ground was almost unbearable.
But while I was at the funeral, I noticed something else - all the other people in attendance. I saw that Gramma Ruth had touched many lives with her love, kindness, and compassion. It made me realize that that was the way I wanted to live my life. Selflessly, Lovingly, Compassionately, Fully Devoted to God, My Family, and My Friends.
Sarah E., Age 15 --- Michigan
A daily thought since my father's passing when I was 15 years old -
To strive everyday to prove my worth to
"Everything works out for the better. In all walks of life we have stumbled, however, each stumble made us
stronger as individuals to tackle life’s endeavors."
Copyright © 1992 Matthew Farrell --- Michigan
I lost my oldest daughter, Amy, two years ago this past September 10th. She had gone through 2 heart and double lung transplants in 36 hours and survived 4 months after that. Through it all, Amy never lost her courage or her sense of humor. I have never known a stronger person. I miss her with all my heart. After we lost her I felt the need to express my grief and this is what came to me.
HER PARENTS TEARS
The house is silent
And nobody hears
The bitter weeping
Of her parents tears.
They weep for their daughter
So brave and so strong
She fought a hard battle
She fought for so long.
Her life was so short
Her life was so quick
It came as a shock
When she got so sick
She needed a transplant
New lungs and a heart
We all thought for her
It meant a fresh start
She gave us much laughter
We shed many tears
And deep down inside
We all had our fears
Day after day
Her family was there
Someone with whom
Her fears she could share
She fought so hard
With such determination
For each of us
She was an inspiration
Her doctors and nurses
All held her in awe
They couldn't believe
The courage they saw
She touched many a life
She touched many a heart
It's hard to believe
She had to depart
She was a daughter, a sister
A niece and a wife
Through it all she
Never gave up on life
Behind she leaves a husband
A sister, a mom and a dad
Our hearts are all breaking
Oh God, we're so sad
It's hard to let go
Of a daughter you love
It's hard to give her back
To the Father above
Copyright © 2000 Cindee Walden
Written in memory of Meghan Elizabeth George, who was sadly born still "too beautiful for this world" after 38
hours of labor, on Jan 29, 1998
"Tears drop down my face cause so many plans hopes and dreams should have begun today. Tears drop from
my face for all the love I send you wishing I could be the one who got to take care of you. So much sadness I
feel for you little one can no longer be here in more than spirit. I sit with empty arms feeling so empty inside
and so very alone."
Copyright © 1998 Dawn Banks George
In memory of my babies above now, 2 pretty angels, Cherie mc January 1997 "in my
heart" and Meghan Elizabeth George born asleep January 29 1998 "too beautiful for this world".
Kisses above to you my love
I blow them to you because that's all I can do
I miss you so both so much
It really is my biggest crutch
I really don't feel as if I have much grace
As I walk at an uneven pace
I hope you both know how much I care
because my heart feels so bare
Kisses above to you my love
You both taught me to do
So many things in memory of you
To list another crutch
I long to feel your touch
When I look at your face
I end up in a daze
I long to comb your hair
And for you to be so near
Kisses above to you my love
Some people just don't have a clue
What in life I had prepared for you
I love you both so much
HUGS I send to you a bunch
All around the world there lays
Many people for us who prays
So many that care
Because of the moments you were here
Kisses above to you my love
Copyright © 1998 Dawn Banks George
This one is dedicated to Meghan who I always miss as she is in my heart and not my arms. In memory of Meghan Elizabeth George, born still Jan 29, 1998, "Too Beautiful for this world..."
Meghan, Gone but not forgotten, you live on in my heart... I would never give up the moments, although you
hear from me the vents... we shared 8 months, and the moments I cared... An angel above with a sister to
love... I miss you my love as you soar like a dove... You were such a blessing wish I could stop fussing...
Even though you were born still I love you a great deal... I hope you know, that when your dad looked at you
he had a glow... He had a smile, that made me feel so foul... Because I was so sad, and he looked so glad...
But you see, He saw the miracle in you, and he tries to show it to me too... He said you know she is YOU, I
looked at her and him and thought no, she is you...
I know I cry, but I am sure it is you who wipes my tears dry... I take each step a day at a time, but so many have no clue and think it is a crime... I try and count my blessings one by one, in hopes you are up there having so much fun... It has been almost a year, but of
course I still wish you were here... You I will never forget, cause you were not just a pet...
My daughter above, I send you all my love... You are such a princess, and I feel like such a mess... I sit here staring at your
baby's wisp of hair, getting upset people wonder why I still care... People saying get over it, make me want to have a fit... I blow you kisses each day, that go up far to you pass the blue jay... Know that, Mommy and Daddy love you... And we are sure you love us too... And don't forget you are the inspiration, that I send this dedication...
Copyright © 1998 Dawn Banks George
If you feel like crying
I don't promise you that
I will make you laugh,
But I can cry with you.
If you want to run away
Don't be afraid to call.
I don't promise to ask you to stop,
But I can run with you.
If you do not feel like listening to anyone;
Call me and I promise to be very quiet.
If one day you call and there is no answer
Come and see me I may need you!
B.G. --- Western Cape, South Africa
This poem is about a friend of many people that died recently and has affected many lives!!! We love her and she is missed greatly!
In memory of Anelise Adams, 1988-2000
I didn't know you for very long,
But I cherish the time we had.
For it was a blessing just to see you,
And into me you would add
A wonderful vision of smiles and laughter,
For they all remind me of you.
You were always so happy and cheerful,
Almost as if you knew,
That your days would be cut short.
And you would be one of the 1st to go,
Up to where we all will meet with friends
From many years ago,
I will never forget your smile,
For it was so unique.
You were too good
For our memories to become bleak.
I know you are happy where you are up above.
To you I send my heart, happiness, smiles and eternal love.
We Love you Ana!!!!!
Stay sweet and keep smiling!
We miss you!
Copyright © 2000 Britany Patterson
When I was 11, my uncle killed himself four (4) days before Christmas. I ended up going to his funeral on Christmas Eve. These were the hardest days of my life, and now almost four (4) years later, I am still upset when I think about him, which is often. I am thankful that I was given my uncle, but it still hurts knowing he is gone. I wrote poem about him not long ago:
Every night I pray
I'll have you back someday
Even though it's been so many years
I still shed so many tears
If only you did know
How much I loved you so
I so often find it hard to smile
As I wonder if this is all worth while
There is only one thing in this unsure world
That I know is true
And that is that I love
And need you
So I'll count the stars tonight
And hope with all my might
That when I close my eyes
You'll be right by my side
Copyright © 2000 Jessica Compton
A little over two years ago, although it seems like yesterday, my sister's boyfriend got killed in a car accident. He was the big brother I never had but always wanted. Over the time they were together he became part of the family; he was "the one". I wrote this poem for my sister. We'll always need each other to get through it.
FOREVER IS MEANT TO BE
The smile on her face and the tone of his voice
It was clear they had to be together, there was no choice
The first big date, it didn't seem real
There were roses and a card, a car, the whole deal
Her parents loved him; he was practically a son
And like a perfect big brother to the younger ones
He did all that he could to treat her right and boy, did it pay off;
You should have seen her eyes during the calls late at night.
He told her he loved her, forever they would be
If only forever were longer, but he didn't lie you see
Being best friends and lovers, it was pure happiness
From the first day they met, to the very last kiss.
The day the phone call came a part of her died
At first there was the scream and shock, and then she just cried
The viewing and funeral... her final goodbyes
Number 44, she had won his love, the grandest prize.
For the last time she kissed him and whispered "I love you" in his ear
Praying he could hear her, knowing his spirit was near
Now he watches from above and waits for her patiently
Knowing they are destined, forever is meant to be.
Copyright © 2000 Kara Micucci
"Sometimes, no matter how much faith we have, we lose people.
But you never forget them.
And sometimes, it's those memories that give us the faith to go on."
Amanda Pinkard --- Alabama
I wrote this 2 days after one of my best friends died in a car crash. I miss him dearly. God bless anyone who has had to go through the same pain I have.
Davie my love, the dearest to me,
My brother, though not of blood,
Your life was short, but long enough,
Your memories, in my mind,
Your prints, on my heart,
Tears of joy run down my face,
Because I know, you are happy,
In that sweet place,
With your mom now,
Who you loved, more than most,
I ask you this,
Until I see you again,
Watch over us all, with your loving grin,
Lend us a hand, when we need you,
Push us forward, or bring us home,
We will love you forever,
Until we see you again,
I'll love you forever, my dear brother.
Shell S., Age 17 --- California
I found this passage in a book and it really helped me when I was dealing with my husband's death! Hope this
helps somebody like it did me!
"My present difficulties are NEVER a final measure of HIS blessing and love!"
Jeanelle Majcen --- Georgia
Almost 2 years ago, I lost my husband of 15 years to renal cell cancer. It was the hardest thing I ever had to live through! It hit fast and hard and it left the two of us very little time to prepare and say our goodbyes. It was just the two of us and I had no help from family or friends. I spent every waking moment at the VA hospital with him and wouldn't trade those days for anything in the world!
They put a bed in his room for me to sleep on and when anybody told me that I needed to get away for a while, I told them "No way" and stuck by his side. I stayed at that hospital for 3 weeks! Day and night...I was by his side! Most of the time, He didn't know who I
was or if I was even there with him, but I continued to hold his hand and tell him that I was there and that I loved him! I played his favorite songs and sang to him, even though I am not sure he really knew what was going on.
That was the HARD part! Him not knowing his own wife! It wasn't his fault and I knew that, but I questioned God about this several times! After a month of major suffering, I changed my prayers to "Please God, take him home. He is suffering far more than I am and I pray that you comfort him and welcome him home!"
God answered that prayer several days later. I thought that I was all alone on this and I was pretty bitter that nobody was there to help me through the MANY hours of restlessness and confusion. But even though no family or friends were there, I was not alone...God was there and He was listening to my prayers!
He took my husband home and taught me some very valuable lessons in my life! Love...completely! NEVER take life for granted, for we do not know when it will be our last day! We never thought this would ever happen to my husband. He didn't look sick, didn't feel sick, so why did this happen? I still cannot tell you why this happened to him or to me, but I do know now that God and only God knows that answer!
I have since, moved on with my life and remarried. I am very happy with my new husband and I know now to enjoy each and every
single day with him! I still miss my late husband, even after 2 years! Please remember that God is by your side even when you feel he is not.
Remember that "Footprints" poem about how when you only see one set of footprints...God was carrying you! If I was to look back on my life's path...I am sure I would see a long trail of ONE set of footprints...when God was carrying me through this most difficult time in my life!
It is never easy to let go and sometimes we feel like it will never get better, but it does. Hold tight to your faith and remember
that there is always somebody in your corner...GOD! God Bless you all!
J Chimento/Majcen --- Georgia
"Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of life's longing for itself."
Submitted by K.S., Age 16 --- Massachusetts
Author's name provided by Sandra Weisner --- 11/00
"The life that we live, is a layout that the Lord gives us. And if it doesn't go the way we want it to, just remember it was apart of the Lord's plan."
Submitted by Kristin T., Age 17 --- Kentucky
My stepdaughter, Erica, was killed in a car accident on August 30, 2000. She was 23 years old. She was the
child of my heart, and I will miss her deeply. While looking for passages to include in a memorial tribute I was
preparing for her funeral, I found your pages and took great comfort from the selections I read. I wrote this for her. I hope, if you choose to include it on your pages, that it will comfort someone else who is grieving.
My memories are not a veil spun of single hue.
My memories are not a cloak woven tight and true.
Nor are they a cabled shawl precisely knit with care.
Instead they are a patchwork quilt
And you live in every square.
You're in the pretty flowered ones, the patterned ones, the plain.
You're in the ones I've sewn with joy
And those I've sewn with pain.
And some are worn and faded
And some still look brand new,
But each of my little patches
Holds a memory of you.
And when I feel alone and sad
And need to have you here,
I'll pull the quilt around me and feel you drawing near.
I'll stroke again each little patch
And cherish what they mean.
And, wrapped within my patchwork quilt
You'll be with me once again.
Copyright © 2000 Roz McArthur
In loving memory of my dear father Stephen Allen Daniels
"Grief has a quality of healing in it that is very deep because we are forced to a depth of emotion that is usually
below the threshold of our awareness."
Submitted by Rachel D., Age 16 --- California
"It is better to remember someone happily then to remember someone sadly."
A.C., Age 10 --- Ohio
On August 14th, 2000, the Marysville High School Class of 2000 lost a very compassionate person. Ryan was
very special to all of us. Whenever someone was down, all's they had to do was find Ryan and things would
be all better. His kindness, compassion, caring, laughter, and sense of love and humor will be missed by all.
We feel that this poem is exactly what our Ryan would have to say to all of us if he could. Ryan~We all
miss you so much. Things just aren't the same without you around. We know that you are in a better place
and that you're looking down on all of us. Every night we look to the sky and we always know that it is you
behind the brightest shining star.
We miss you and we LOVE you......The MHS Class of 2000
P.S. Harley's Forever
TO MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS:
Some things I'd like to say...
But first of all know that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from Heaven where I dwell with God above
Where there's no more tears or sadness there is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight,
Remember that I'm with you every morning, noon, and night.
That day I had to leave you when my life on Earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and said "I welcome you."
It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone
As for your friends and family, they'll be here later on.
I need you here so badly as part of "My Big Plan".
There's so much we have to do to help our mortal man.
Then God gave me a list of things He wished for me to do
And foremost on that list of mine is to watch and care for you.
And I will be beside you everyday and week and year,
And when you lie in bed at night, the days chores put to flight,
God and I are closer to you in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on Earth, and all those loving years
Because you're only human they are bound to bring you to tears,
But do not be afraid to cry, it does relieve the pain,
Remember there would be no flowers unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you of all that God has planned
But if I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on Earth is over,
I am closer to you now than I ever was before.
And to my very many friends, trust God knows what's best.
I'm still not far away from you I'm just beyond the crest.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb,
But together we can do it taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy, and I'd like it for you too,
That as you give unto the World so the World will give to you.
If you can help somebody who is in sorrow or in pain,
Then you can say to God at night my day was not in vain,
And now I am contented that my life it was worthwhile
Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody who is down and feeling low,
Just lend a hand to pick them up as on you way as you go.
When you are walking down the street and you've got me on you mind...
I'm walking in your footprints only half a step behind.
And when you feel the gentle breeze or the wind upon your face...
That's me giving you a great big hug or just a soft embrace.
And when it's time for you to go from that body to be free...
Remember you're not going, you are coming here to me.
And remember I will always love you
From that land way above.
We'll be in touch again soon.
P.S. God sends His love!
Sent in by J.P., Age 18 --- Kansas
Does Jesus care when I said goodbye to the dearest on earth to me,
When my sad heart aches till it nearly breaks
Does He care enough to be there?
Yes He cares. I know he cares.
His heart is touched with my grief.
When the days are weary, the long nights dreary,
I know my Savior cares.
Submitted by Phil Silver --- Tokyo, Japan
This was to my grandma who died a couple years back.
Your gentle face and patient smile
With sadness we recall
You had a kindly word for each
And died beloved by all.
The voice is mute and stills the heart,
That loved us well and true,
Ah, bitter was the trial to part
From one so good as you.
You are not forgotten loved one,
Nor will you ever be,
As long as life and memory last
We will remember thee.
We miss you now our hearts are sore,
As times go by we miss you more,
Your loving smile, your gentle face,
No one can fill your vacant place.
Submitted by Hannah P., Age 13 --- Louisiana
When my friend Laura told me about this site I thought I would come and have a look. I have finally realized that I am not the only one who is going through so much pain. My friend Clare died on 31st March 2000 from Cystic Fibrosis. Clare is the most inspirational person to have ever touched my life. Only a few very lucky people knew this fantastic girl but I wish I could have shared her with the world. I only moved to our school in 1999 and the first person to talk to me was Clare. Some of you may know what it is like to move to a new school and not know anybody but when a girl with a huge smile approaches you, you immediately feel like you do have a friend! If I could use one phrase to describe Clare it would be "Ray of Light".
She filled your darkness with her personality and always kept her light on. When she smiled, you just had to smile with her.
She taught me to be the best person I could be and I have her to thank for making this world a better place. If only there were more people like her in this world. Most of us take our lives for granted by not Clare. She lived everyday as if it was her last and now looking back I realize that I took her for granted and now that she is no longer with us, I wish I hadn't.
I was one of the lucky people who got to see her in hospital in the days before she passed away and I got to say goodbye. I am eternally grateful that I got one last chance to tell her that I loved her. I am eternally grateful that I didn't leave anything unsaid. Clare Alysia Todd lived with Cystic Fibrosis for sixteen years but she was taken away from us the day after her sixteenth birthday. To her this is a tribute and show of love for her as she is looking down on us, laughing. She is a peace with her Mum, her best friend. Clare, I know we will meet again someday but until then goodbye.
REST IN PEACE SWEET ANGEL
"Sometimes you have to look behind you to see where you have been. Sometimes your have look
ahead to see where you are going and sometimes you have to look down to see where you are."
Copyright © 2000 Alexia Delbridge
After John Cardinal O'Connor died, someone said (I am paraphrasing because I do not remember exactly)
" We do not ask why You (meaning God) took him away from us, we thank You for giving him to us".
Submitted by Kathy S.--- New Jersey
"I have lost all I have, my husband, my kids, my house, my dog, my money and every thing I took for granted. But that doesn`t mean you should give up. Use life as a present from God."
Jen Alowo --- VIC, Australia
I wrote this when i was sitting in an lesson at school, God inspired me to write it, he has inspired me to do
whatever i have done and he will keep on inspiring me until the day comes that I join him in paradise.
SCARED OF DEATH NO MORE
Heaven to me would be no more pain and suffering,
Everyone will be in harmony with everyone else.
There will be no racists, sex offenders or murderers,
Nor will there be thieves or liars.
Heaven won't be money growing on trees,
Or endless shops full of clothes and shoes.
For I will need none of these material things,
I will have no physical form, and money won't be a necessity.
If I can't look forward to something after I die,
Then what can I look forward to?
Death will just be the end of this life,
Rather than the beginning of a new one.
For now I'm just going to get on with this life,
At the moment it is all I have.
If there is nothing after death,
Then at least I'll have lived this life to its full potential.
And if there is something after death,
Then I am scared of death no more.
J.F., Age 16 --- Warwickshire, United Kingdom
I wrote this for my grandfather. He died of Leukemia when I was three.
I DON'T REMEMBER MUCH BUT I DO REMEMBER
I do remember the way you brought a smile to my face
When you picked me up from daycare
I do remember how I would hide under the blankets of your bed
And you would tell my father I wasn't there.
I do remember when you read the newspaper
I would attack you with my giggles
I do remember the way you called everybody else doll
And me Lou-Lou
I do remember your funeral
Where everybody was crying except for me
I do remember asking my mom why you died
(Every night for a whole year)
I know I don't remember much
Because I was only three
But mostly I remember how much we loved each other
Copyright © 1998 Alex Caswell
Sent to me from a good friend in my time of pain.
THE MASTER'S WAY
Not ours to know the reason why,
Unanswered is our prayer,
But ours to wait for God's own time
To lift the cross we bear;
Not ours to know the reason why
From loved ones we must part,
But ours to live in faith and hope,
Though bleeding to the heart;
Not ours to know the reason
Why this anguish, strife and pain
But ours to know a crown of thorns
Sweet graces for us gain,
A cross, a bleeding heart and crown -
What greater gifts are given?
Be still, my heart, and murmur not;
These are the Keys of Heaven.
Submitted by Aroha Watson --- Queensland, Australia
I know that this might sound pretty non-important, but when I was younger than I am now, I was told a similar
speech and it took me a couple years but if finally sank in.
I was often told it will get better as time goes on, and being this age that is not always the easiest thing
to believe. So many things happen to so many good people but in reality it never hurts as much as it does to you.
In one's life they must experience, life, living, and dying, and then death. Usually for most this comes in over a long period of time, but myself I was born I have lived and I have experienced dying of people I hold dear to my heart and then the cold reality that they won't be coming back.
But in all the people that I have seen come and go with time they always leave me with something to remind me of them. Now this gift they give you, you don't always know you have received it until maybe many years later. It might be one word they said, a phrase, a speech of wisdom or maybe the simple fact they loved you.
So if you lose someone dear, no matter how old they are, or how old you are for that matter, always hold onto those memories of the ones you've lost because one day you to will be leaving someone with knowledge and wisdom of your own.
Sara L., Age 15 --- California
"Living life on earth helps us achieve higher things; HEAVEN."
Copyright © 2000 Ashlei Mitchell
This poem was read at the funeral of my 12 day old son, by his father. He is loved by many and missed by all.
Little one, little one, where have you gone?
Your going has darkened the brightest dawn.
Why did you leave us so soon, so soon?
Where can we look for you? Over the moon?
On butterflies' wings? In the heart of a rose?
Who knows, who knows where a little one goes?
Where I have gone, I am not so small.
My soul is as wide as the world is tall.
I have gone to answer the call,
The call of the one who takes care of us all.
Wherever you look, you will find me there-
In the heart of a rose, in the heart of a prayer.
On butterflies' wings, on wings of my own,
To you, I'm gone, but I'm never alone-
I'm over the moon. I am home.
Copyright © Jim Howard
Submitted by M.H., Age 22 --- Alabama
I saw this many years ago and when my daddy died recently, I thought of it again. I hope it helps someone in
"He's gone. I do not understand. I only know, that as he turned to go, He waved his hand. And in his eyes a
sudden glory shown, then I was dazzled by a sunset's glow, and he was gone."
Submitted by Teresa J., --- Mississippi
"When the heart weeps for what is lost,
The spirit laughs for what is found."
Submitted by Naomi Cooke --- QLD, Australian External Territories
"Learn to let go.
That is the key to happiness."
Submitted by Rachael J., Age 13 --- New Hampshire