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This memorial website was created in the memory of our loved one, Carla Larson who was born in Canada on February 29, 1976. She took her own life on July 16, 2006 at the age of 30. We will remember her forever.

Waterbug

Down below the surface of a quiet pond lived a little colony of water bugs. They were a happy colony, living far away from the sun. For many months they were very busy, scurrying over the soft mud on the bottom of the pond. They did notice that every once in a while one of their colony seemed to lose interest in its friends' activities. Clinging to the stem of a pond lily, it would gradually move out of sight and be seen no more.

"Look!" said one of the water bugs to another, "one of our colony is climbing up the lily stalk. Where do you think he is going?" Up, up, up it slowly went.... Even as they watched, the water bug disappeared from sight. Its friends waited and waited but it didn't return. "That's funny!" said one water bug to another. "Wasn't he happy here?" asked a second. "Where do you suppose he went?" wondered a third. No one had an answer. They were greatly puzzled.

Finally one of the water bugs, a leader in the colony, gathered his friends together. "I have an idea. The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk must promise to come back and tell us where he or she went and why." "We promise," they said solemnly.

One spring day, not long after, the very water bug who had suggested the plan found himself climbing up the lily stalk. Up, up, up, he went. Before he knew what was happening, he had broken through the surface of the water and fallen onto the broad, green lily pad above. When he awoke, he looked about with surprise. He couldn't believe what he saw. A startling change had come to his old body. His movement revealed four silver wings and a long tail. Even as he struggled, he felt an impulse to move his wings.The warmth of the sun soon dried the moisture from the new body. He moved his wings again and suddenly found himself up above the water. He had become a dragonfly. Swooping and dipping in great curves, he flew through the air. He felt exhilarated in the new atmosphere. By and by the new dragonfly lighted happily on a lily pad to rest.

Then it was that he chanced to look below to the bottom of the pond. Why, he was right above his old friends, the water bugs! There they were scurrying around, just as he had been doing some time before. Then the dragonfly remembered the promise: "The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk will come back and tell where he or she went and why."

Without thinking, the dragonfly darted down. Suddenly he hit the surface of the water and bounced away. Now that he was a dragonfly, he could no longer go into the water. "I can't return!" he said in dismay. "At least, I tried. But I can't keep my promise. Even if I could go back, not one of the water bugs would know me in my new body. I guess I'll just have to wait until they become dragonflies too. Then they'll understand what has happened to me, and where I went." And the dragonfly winged off happily into its wonderful new world of sun and air.
                                                  -CAL

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Tributes and Condolences
7/16/16 . . . 10 years of missing your Carla . . .   / Arlene McElroy ("Auntie")
Mary, thinking of you today and wishing there were words that could somehow lessen your heartache of missing your precious daughter. Christy, I remember you and Carla as young sisters, always being up for some spontaneous fun. You would welcome the...  Continue >>
Alwasy miss you.....   / Lynn Holinski (Auntie)
Angels When you were born an angel smiled As you became a child an angel sat on your shoulder When you became an adult an angel held your hand Throughout your short life an angel walked down the road with you And when you died anoth...  Continue >>
2010...where are we now?   / Christy Larson (sister)
So many feelings I've felt in these past few years. Back and forth angry not angry....soooo much guilt panic fear love so much love and sadness. I'll never get over it your death is now a part of my everyday life. Popping into my thoughts when i le...  Continue >>
Apologies long overdue.   / Christine Rogers (non)
A week after the event leading to your last days I too was attacked in a very similar manner but fortunately the end result differed.  For years I felt guilt for what had happened and wished that in many ways I could have rep...  Continue >>
today  / Christy Larson (sister)
Getting ready to head to Innisfail. I'm taking the remainder of your ashes with me to spread in the garden. Coming home brings back memories of you. A c-train bell caught me off-guard the other day and I lost it. Funny how things trigger such emotion...  Continue >>
2009 / Christi Larson (Sister)    Read >>
you are the smell around me  / Christy Larson (sister)    Read >>
Carla Is  / Lisa Kirkman (Heltay) (friend, roommate and kindred spirit )    Read >>
Spring cleaning  / Christy Larson (sister)    Read >>
It's been a long time...  / C. L. (s)    Read >>
In my dreams  / Christy Larson (sister)    Read >>
Thinking About You  / Jackie Wood (Chuckrey) (Friend)    Read >>
july / Ben (friend)    Read >>
The next day  / Christy (sister)    Read >>
One year has slipped away  / Lynn Holinski (Aunt)    Read >>
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Her legacy
Waterbug  
Down below the surface of a quiet pond lived a little colony of water bugs. They were a happy colony, living far away from the sun. For many months they were very busy, scurrying over the soft mud on the bottom of the pond. They did notice that every once in a while one of their colony seemed to lose interest in its friends' activities. Clinging to the stem of a pond lily, it would gradually move out of sight and be seen no more.

"Look!" said one of the water bugs to another, "one of our colony is climbing up the lily stalk. Where do you think he is going?" Up, up, up it slowly went.... Even as they watched, the water bug disappeared from sight. Its friends waited and waited but it didn't return. "That's funny!" said one water bug to another. "Wasn't he happy here?" asked a second. "Where do you suppose he went?" wondered a third. No one had an answer. They were greatly puzzled.

Finally one of the water bugs, a leader in the colony, gathered his friends together. "I have an idea. The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk must promise to come back and tell us where he or she went and why." "We promise," they said solemnly.

One spring day, not long after, the very water bug who had suggested the plan found himself climbing up the lily stalk. Up, up, up, he went. Before he knew what was happening, he had broken through the surface of the water and fallen onto the broad, green lily pad above. When he awoke, he looked about with surprise. He couldn't believe what he saw. A startling change had come to his old body. His movement revealed four silver wings and a long tail. Even as he struggled, he felt an impulse to move his wings. The warmth of the sun soon dried the moisture from the new body. He moved his wings again and suddenly found himself up above the water. He had become a dragonfly. Swooping and dipping in great curves, he flew through the air. He felt exhilarated in the new atmosphere. By and by the new dragonfly lighted happily on a lily pad to rest.

Then it was that he chanced to look below to the bottom of the pond. Why, he was right above his old friends, the water bugs! There they were scurrying around, just as he had been doing some time before. Then the dragonfly remembered the promise: "The next one of us who climbs up the lily stalk will come back and tell where he or she went and why."

Without thinking, the dragonfly darted down. Suddenly he hit the surface of the water and bounced away. Now that he was a dragonfly, he could no longer go into the water. "I can't return!" he said in dismay. "At least, I tried. But I can't keep my promise. Even if I could go back, not one of the water bugs would know me in my new body. I guess I'll just have to wait until they become dragonflies too. Then they'll understand what has happened to me, and where I went." And the dragonfly winged off happily into its wonderful new world of sun and air.


 
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