Colors of my Life
In Memory of Kimberly Aylene Curtis
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Colors of my LifeIn Memory of Kimberly Aylene Curtis |
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Colors of My Life
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This page has been put together in loving memory of Kimberly Aylene Curtis by her brothers, Michael and David Curtis. Complications during cancer treatment claimed her life on February 27th 1982 at the age of 16. She was born the daughter of Thomas K. and Sandra G. Curtis at Richland Memorial Hospital in Columbia, South Carolina on August 15, 1964. Kim began life as a normal child. Aside from wearing glasses from the time she was two ears of age, She was a quiet child and generally well behaved. She was not particularly strong and in fact would be quickly and frequently brought to tears by her older siblings' picking and bickering. But Kim's life would become anything but normal or her starting at age 13, when she was diagnosed with a rare bone cancer in her collarbone. From that point on, her life became anyone's worst nightmare. But during that time, her family and friends watched her grow and blossom into the most incredible young woman. During her fight for her life, Kim would develop an inner strength that would inspire and astound everyone who knew her. Kim was an excellent student in every way. Her grades were always good and her goal was to attend college. She had high career possibilities and the talent to pull it off. She was also deeply devoted to God and active in church. From her journal you could feel she knew death would come sooner than old age would allow. It's as if she saw things coming before any of us expected. Even in her last conscious days she held her chin up. Rarely did she expose her feelings about death in conversation with friends and relatives. She contracted chicken pox because her resistance to infection was lowered from the chemo- therapy. Without antibodies to assist the fight, she could not hold out. She lost a battle that many thought she could win. Now it is 20 years since Kim left us. Even today, we think about Kim and wish she were still with us. We wish she could have known our children - her nieces and nephews. She would have loved them and been a great aunt to them. More than that, Kim would have been not just our sister but our friend.
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