Monday, November 01, 2010

Meredith Susanna Cara Kercher 28 December 1985 - 1 November 2007

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Meredith was taken from her family and friends and a waiting world three years ago tonight (Monday night) and private services are being held and flowers placed today and tomorrow to commemorate her.

Meredith’s family are on record as really wishing to see her commemorated as an infectiously happy, ever-lively, very caring and singularly smart young woman, for whom the world was really her oyster.

The world now increasingly sees that someone very special was taken away from us here.  The world seriously NEEDS people like Meredith. Even in death she is making an increasing difference.

Above: three white roses attached to the gate this morning by PMF commenter and TJMK main poster Some Alibi

All the signs are that Meredith would have had a meteoric career, in organizations that really matter to the world, starting in Brussels, and she would have built a very kind supportive high-achieving family of her own.

If you too would like to post a message expressing your feelings toward Meredith and her family, please do so below this post. That might bring some comfort to those lucky enough to have known her, and to those very many who would have liked to..

As absolutely always, our thoughts are with Meredith’s mother, father, sister, and two brothers, in their profound grief in south London. We always wish we could do more.

Posted by Our Main Posters on 11/01/10 at 04:40 PM in Concerning Meredith

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To Meredith - Thy eternal summer shall not fade

Sonnet 18

Shall I compare thee to a summers day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all to short a date:
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d:
And every fair from fair sometimes declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possesion of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st;
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

William Shakespeare

Posted by TT on 11/01/10 at 05:21 PM | #

Share a memorial moment or two for Meredith with the excellent videos shared by other posters on this site, commemorating her life so tragically ended, so very prematurely.

Posted by bahia ben on 11/01/10 at 06:51 PM | #

By Storm Roberts (Innai)

It is hard to believe that it is three years since I first heard the name Meredith Kercher.  Obviously I wish I hadn’t.  However, having heard her name, everything I have heard about the wonderful person that Meredith was has been happy and joyful: she was a loyal and wonderful friend to many, and that smile, you know it would have lit up your day had you seen it.

The Kercher family have my greatest admiration - I wish I had known of them without this tragedy, they embody so much of what is good about humanity, they and Meredith shine through the dark clouds that have been brought down upon them.  I lost my elder sister to cancer in 2005, I know how big a hole that loss can leave, cancer is pretty senseless but to loose a sister (daughter) because of another human’s moment of madness, I simply don’t know how they deal with that - I can only think that this family that Meredith was always talking about to her friends, that she was obviously so proud and happy to be a part of is stronger than even she knew.

Rest in Peace Meredith.

Posted by Nolongeramember on 11/01/10 at 09:51 PM | #

Meredith had the warmest eyes, and a beautiful smile. A loving, caring daughter, that can never be replaced. My heart goes out to her family, often, but especially at this time. My wish for Meredith’s family is that in time, they can find solace, and peace, knowing that she is in heaven. And it’s a more wonderful place, with her there.

Posted by capealadin on 11/01/10 at 10:44 PM | #

I still remember the day I heard this sad news. I was on the tube and picked up a magazine to see how evil this world can be.

By all accounts Meredith was a beautiful and caring girl - she was taken away from this world too soon. My mother always says that the pure hearts are taken first…

I also remember the moment the verdict was delivered for those responsible - live on TV - the moment justice was served.

I see Meredith as the face for justice. RIP

Posted by Giselle on 11/02/10 at 12:55 AM | #

Thanks to everyone who has worked to keep Meredith Kercher’s memory from being erased entirely. And may her family, whose unwavering and quiet dignity has inspired many, find some solace in the knowledge that Meredith Kercher will be remembered long after the noise has subsided.

Posted by Skeptical Bystander on 11/02/10 at 01:39 AM | #

Hi everyone. I don’t post much… hardly ever actually, but it doesn’t mean I don’t read here religiously - the posts and the comments.

I guess what I want to say is…it’s an extra sad day every Nov. 1 (and Nov. 20 - the day my mum had a brain aneurysm rupture and consequently died 2 years ago, after a ten year vegetative state) when we go through grieving process of someone we did not know personally but mourn just the same.

Meredith became a part of our lives…and she’s here to stay!

Posted by Dennis on 11/02/10 at 02:17 AM | #

The following was written for my daughter when she died almost 17 years ago on December 2, 1993.

As I did last year on this emotional and terribly sad day, I again take it from it’s very special place to read for Meredith Kercher.

My tears fall for Meredith, her beautiful family and her loving friends; I think about them so very often.


Long legged, her strength carries her across the meadow.

Taller, she sees over the crest of the hill sooner to the other side where the sun is rising for her.

Glowing hair streaming in the breeze, beholding the glistening peaks before her,

She emanates radiance, strength and love. That is her and all she knows.

She absorbs the strength of granite and molten earth and she grows larger within.

The pain and suffering she feels is taken up by the power of her inner strength.

She pulls it from her core and sets it upon the mountain peak.

The crystalline shape that is her suffering sparkles with the mystical beauty of her mountain self as she watches it.

Then, it becomes opaque as she pours her loss into it. It becomes a bowl and fills her with despair as she lets her feelings flow.

Releasing her pain and allowing her to contemplate those feelings, the mountain now holds her burden and she begins the descent to return to what was.

She slowly steps downward knowing she can return to visit the mountain and feel the pain floating on its peak.

As she steps farther, she feels a lightness, a knowing, a wisdom of herself and all she loves.

Taller, she sees over the crest of the hill sooner to the meadow beyond where the warm winds caress the colorful wildflowers sewn with love and care by her gentle hands.

When she reaches the meadow, she lies in the cool, fragrant flowers and falls into a peaceful sleep…</b>



~Rest In Peace Sweet Meredith~

Posted by Tara on 11/02/10 at 03:18 AM | #

I found this in my email one fathers day when I was doing a memorial for my dad on my web site only back then it came with no return email or anything else and author was unknown. But it was and is so beautiful that I wanted to share it with Meredith’s family and friends.

  A Letter from Heaven

To my dearest family, some things I’d like to say…

but first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.

I’m writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.

Here, there’s no more tears of sadness; here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I’m out of sight.

Remember that I’m with you every morning, noon and night.

That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,

God picked me up and hugged me and He said, “I welcome you.”

It’s good to have you back again; you were missed while you were gone.

As for your dearest family, they’ll be here later on.

I need you here badly; you’re part of my plan.

There’s so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man.”

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.

And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.

And when you lie in bed at night, the day’s chores put to flight.

God and I are closest to you….in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years

because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.

But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.

Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.

But if I were to tell you, you wouldn’t understand.

But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o’er.

I’m closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;

but together we can do it by taking one day at a time.

It was always my philosophy and I’d like it for you too…

that as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who’s in sorrow and pain,

then you can say to God at night…...“My day was not in vain.”

And now I am contented….that my life has been worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low,

just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go.

When you’re walking down the street, and you’ve got me on your mind;

I’m walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it’s time for you to go…. from that body to be free,

remember you’re not going…’re coming here to me.


Ruth Ann Mahaffey
Sorry for this one to being so long.

Posted by jasmine1998 on 11/02/10 at 04:08 AM | #

Wow, Tara, what a beautiful poem; thanks for sharing. I’m so sorry for your loss. And jasmine - that poem was wonderful, it made me mist up. Thanks to everyone who’s shared, and to those who merely read. Thanks SomeAlibi for the memorial in Perugia.

As I’ve mentioned before, I lost both my parents several years ago: my Mom to cancer, and my Dad to Alzheimers (three weeks later). Losing both at the same time was really tough. At my Dad’s funeral, I read the following poem:

For My Daughter

When I die choose a star
and name it after me
that you may know
I have not abandoned
or forgotten you.
You were such a star to me,
following you through birth
and childhood, my hand
in your hand.

When I die
choose a star and name it
after me so that I may shine
down on you, until you join
me in darkness and silence

-David Ignatow

God bless Meredith, her friends, and especially her loving family.

Posted by Earthling on 11/02/10 at 04:57 AM | #

i still find inspiration and hope in the light that meredith radiated during her lifetime. may her family and friends find some solace in the way meredith’s memory continues to shine like a beacon of beauty and grace—a light that does not pass away…

Posted by wayra on 11/02/10 at 05:38 AM | #

I am with Dennis.. did not contribute much but like him I observed and admired how and why this site was so essential to ensure not only justice prevailed but Meredith’s beauty and intelligence and warmth would never be forgotten

Thank you everyone that continues to be involved and to maintain my faith in dignity and human nature


Posted by Love Wolf on 11/02/10 at 03:43 PM | #
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