Her name, not as readily translatable into English as it might seem, evokes the refreshment of a calm, clear pool in a quiet green glade in a part of the world where water is scarce and sand is much more common than grass -- where the sun so often beats down unmercifully on those exposed to the elements.
Her friends and family say her name was fitting. And what a beauty she was! It shouldn't matter. It doesn't, really. But on a completely separate level from the one where we mourn the theft of every human soul, there's a place for regret at the premature passing of such loveliness. Whether it be of spirit or body or both, the victims continue to leave those who remain behind bereft of their very special radiance.
Enough.
