Even before there was any hint of an illness, Jenesee was a spark that couldn’t be dimmed. She had a way of accepting people and situations that couldn’t be marveled. Though she may get her feelings hurt, she wouldn’t hold a grudge, and though she was dealt a tragic hand, she spent her time, not bemoaning her a lot, but trying to help those around her scope. From an early age, Jenesee had the ability to not only accept, but embrace people. She would open herself, so as to make you part of her family. In death, I believe it is human nature to idealize a person. I think it is normal to remember only the good and forget the flaws. In Jenesee’s case, any flaws there may have been are so entwined in her character that they combine to create the human being we all love. Being outspoken and opinionated only meant that there was an honesty that couldn’t be hidden. For those of us fortunate enough to be part of her family, by blood or by choice, we know how she felt about us, because she couldn’t conceal it. Everyday, we miss her and love her. We continue to mourn the loss of her physical presence, but everyday as the debilitating sadness wanes, it is replaced by a serene, content feeling that she will always be a vital part of us and will never be forgotten.