My sister.



I don't have any digital pictures of my sister and I can't scan my pictures so I took a picture of a picture. I'm not sure how well it will turn out but it's something.

I'm asking for a personal favor. I was wondering if you would be willing to post a comment about Libby. It could be about a memory, something about her character, whatever you want. I'm just trying to gather feedback from all of you out there. And for all of you who are hesitant to post because you didn't tell me you were reading my blog, please I don't care that you're reading my blog-write something. It would just be meaningful for me to have something about Libby on here. Thank you.

Comments

Caren said…
Jen,
When I think of Libby, I remember her as she was when I first met you all. It was 1995, the end of the summer. I think she was 12 or 13. She was either just getting started in the Youth group, or was there because the meeting was at your house. I remember her being quiet, and always polite and smiling a lot. I never really hung out with her, but when I found out that she and Mike were courting, I was so happy for them both. You and Libby always seemed to have a great relationship. I was kind of jealous of you because I only had brothers. :( I know this month is hard for all of you. Please know that I am praying for you all. God is in control. Let Him comfort you with His Love.
I love you!
Caren
Ashleigh said…
I remember the first time I met Libby. Ted and I were courting and I was over at his condo while he and some of the other guys were working on the SGC CD. Mike and Libby stopped by -- I think Mike was dropping off a computer for Ted to look at or something like that. Well, the song they were working on was "The Harbor" and they needed to lay a rough vocal down prior to having Amy do the actual vocal for the song. So they asked Libby to do it while she was there. It was total spur of the moment. What a sweet, beautiful voice! And what she sang was in no way a "rough vocal." It was lovely.

After Libby went to be with the Lord, Ted spent some time working on transfering a cassette of songs Libby had recorded for Peter onto a CD. I was pregnant with Olivia at the time. After Ted had imported Libby's songs into the computer, he played a little bit through the speakers. Olivia immediately started responding to the music -- moving around and kicking. Olivia didn't do this for all music. So even in the womb, Libby's voice moved my baby.

Lastly, I remember being in care group with Libby. We were going around the room sharing what we were thankful for. When it was Libby's turn, she said, "Heaven." Wow. What a perspective.
Judy said…
Hi Jennifer! You know, when I popped onto your blog this morning & saw the pictures of Libby, right away, I thought of the same care group Ashleigh was referring to. We were sharing what we were thankful for & when it was Libby's turn, she was thanking God for heaven... I have to say, I was moved... I think sometimes people are always thinking in the present, or just even this lifetime, when it comes to God & what he has for us, it's hard to remember that he's prepared something greater than anything we can imagine & it's waiting for us. It really got me wondering why I don't think of heaven more, or why I wasn't thankful for it... Anyway, I don't know if any of that makes sense.

You know, Libby & I were just really becoming friends... I'm glad that I had the opprotunity, although it was short, to get to know her. I find myself thinking of her often...

So, thinking of you today, Judy
Jenn said…
Jennifer,

I also am going to write to you about my memories of Libby and will send to you soon.
I did want to write one memory here though on your blog. I remember having Rebekah and Libby over to spend the night. Chad was gone on a retreat and I was pregnant with Hannah. It was six years ago this April. We stayed up late playing Gang of Four, a really fun card game (I save all the papers when we have played with people and I still have the time we all played together, I came in first, Rebekah second and Libby lost by a mile!) We ate big bowls of ice cream. And I thought I was going into labor with Hannah (I wasn't though) Anyway in the morning I got up with the girls and they were heading out. I discovered they had finished off the entire half gallon of ice-cream after I went to bed! :) They giggled and giggled. Anyway, that is a fun memory I have.
Love you! Jenn
Bethany said…
My main interaction with Libby was photographing her wedding. I remember her showing up for a meeting with a big stack of photographs ripped out of a magazine of images she wanted to try to recreate. I had always told brides they could do that and others would bring one or two but Libby had this big stack. She knew what she wanted. I remember being worried about the light for the ceremony pictures but can honestly say that all the pre images and images right after the wedding are still some of the best wedding photographs I have ever taken. She was beautiful. I also remember her in the room in her gown getting ready eating a pint of ice-cream!!! I was laughing at that. I think she was the skinniest bride I ever photographed and there she was downing a pint of ice cream the morning of her wedding. NO FAIR. I had a lot of fun with her designing her album too. I think it is fun to work with people that really enjoy photographs and you know that they mean a lot to them. I could tell that with her. She appreciated beauty in so many things...imagine the beauty that surrounds her now.
Michelle said…
I remember being in a skit with Libby. It was a dating game spoof - I was to be the ditzy girl and Libby was the sensible godly girl. Well, shortly into the first rehersal it became obvious that Libby would be much better suited to act the ditzy part. She, uh, just seemed to come by it naturally. haha. I love how Libby was unabashedly & refreshingly... herself.

I also remember gazing at her during Church that last Sunday. She was radiatingly beautiful. I just had to stop and tell her so. I'm happy that I did.
Anonymous said…
Jennifer,
Kt told me about your blog...it is so nice to be able to see the picures of you and your family and have a glimpse into life.
I have read the post your friends have written about Libby. I, like Michelle, remember Libby's beauty and radiance that last Sunday we saw her. I, like Bethany, remember so many ways that we knew without a doubt that Libby knew exactly what she wanted and what she didn't want (Jenn, remember the time she wore two different shoes to church and what a fit she had?) I, like Ashleigh, remember her voice, her beautiful voice and how she didn't ever think it was beautiful at all. I remember standing with your mom when Libby first started singing at church and your mom trying to get Lib to put the mic closer to her mouth and Lib kind of stamping her foot at her. I am thankful for all the memories I have of Libby...the friend she was to my daughter, the daughter she was to her parents, the sister she was to you and Christopher, the wife she was to Mike... I like to think of her laughing so loud in that study hall that I covered at Enrichement...remember when you would make those voices and we'd all scream? I remember her coming to New York for Kt's 21st birthday, pregnant and tired, but never, never complaining. I remember the pretty blue glasses that she bought for my birthday. You and your family and many others are in my prayers on the eve of this anniversary that can't be described. Keep writing, keep taking pictures, keep being so passionate, keep thinking of That Day...
Ted Slater said…
Jennifer -- I've written my thoughts about Libby on the Boundless Line: http://www.boundlessline.org/2007/03/remembering_a_f.html
Sarah said…
I didn't know Libby all that well or for very long, but what I remember most about her is her beautiful smile (she always seemed to have a smile for everyone), and that she would laugh in a way that seemed to spread joy to everyone in the room. And the fact that even though she always seemed to be right in the middle of everything, she would always have time to notice anyone on the edges and draw them in too....
6waskos said…
Jennifer,

It's impossible to share just one memory, so here is an incomplete stream of conscience list of Libby memories....late-night prayer calls, vacationing at the Cooks', getting lost going to the zoo, one of the girls coloring on the living room wall the first time she babysat, Powerline CG, shopping for clothes, lunch at Olive Garden, Lib getting locked in our downstairs bathroom, eating ice cream, white-water rafting, Lib's blood-curdling screams after being surprised on her 18th bday, long talks about everything imaginable, being a bridesmaid at 39, strawberries and whipped cream, bottled mocha frappacinos, sharing each others fears, burned popcorn, folding laundry, Mike and Lib dropping by for dinner regularly, thoughtful gifts, Lib raking leaves with my girls, hearing L sing, Kerri screaming for L to rescue her when she was in need of discipline, Lucky Charms, tears when she forgot her English homework at home, L teaching Steph piano, L asleep in a wheelchair in the hospital waiting room waiting for Madison to be born, a Valentine's trip to the emergency room where L noticed the jeans I had on were her favorite, chocolate, sleepovers, my girls excitement whenever they knew L would be over,taking pictures, NYC engagement, bridal showers, finding out Lib was pregnant, lots of laughs and lots of tears and a priceless friendship filled with love and joy.

Love you Jenn,

Mel
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joyce schoonmaker said…
hey jen, just got your card and have finally visited your site. i just talked tonight at our college cell about my coming back from Australia and living with you and libby. libby saw my one "small" bag of possessions that i owned and immediately felt compassion for me (as the weather was getting colder--and i only had summer clothes). she went through her closet and brought out 2 huge trash bags full of her clothes to donate to me. she had a huge smile on her face and kind of sheepishly said, "i was going to give these away but i wanted to know if you could use any of these." of course, i kept the whole 2 bags--who wouldn't with libby's sense of style. she outfitted me for the next year. i remember you and i in the mornings going through your closets and you (with customary dramatics) would cry out how you had trouble piecing your "outfit ensembles" together. so we would raid your sister's closets and see what she had. i remember getting ready with libby in the morning sharing the bathroom and her always talking with her toothbrush in her mouth and drooling toothpaste as she lovingly scolded you about something (only the way sisters do that later makes one smile). i remember the night of your girls night at your house before you got married, libby downing a heaping bowl full of green beans at 10 'o clock at night while every girl around her was eating scoops of ice cream. we laughed then, and rejoiced later because those beans were pregnancy cravings. her and mike were so supportive of age and i becoming something much more than friends--it started the night of the bonfire at your house. i am glad i had those short months with you and libby. i wouldn't trade them for anything. as she would call me affectionately, "her brown sister."--i still can't believe to this day how she took me in as one of her own.
Anonymous said…
Jenn,

It has been a long time but I came across your blog through Bethany Baird. I wanted to let you know that my children still talk about Libby and all of the fun that they had with her when she would babysit. She was so silly and they enjoyed her so much. Doug and I are so sorry for your loss and will be praying for you next Friday!

Monica Robinson

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