Hi,

Beautiful!



MAF

This was a very beautiful story, Wendy. I usually avoid reading other fics when I'm writing, but yours in one of the names along with Tank's that I can't resist taking a peak at when I see them attached to a new story. Thanks for allowing me the opportunity to read this.

While I usually see Dan as a hinderance I liked him a lot here.

-Michael

Beautifully sad.

Rest in peace, Yael.
AnnaBtG.

I've been thinking about Yael all day. I didn't really know her, but I did, in a way. It's been hard for me to figure out exactly what I've been feeling. It's hard to grieve for someone who's faceless, but I am grieving all the same.

This is a beautiful, heartwrenching tribute to Yael, Wendy, and I'm very moved by it.

Irene

This was so sad! Poor Dan, I really feel sorry for him. It is beautifully written, and it really touched me on a level not many story have managed so far.

Thank you for writing this story, Wendy.

Rest in Peace, Yael.

Saskia

Reading your dedication has shaken me up quite a bit. I had no idea that Yael was killed in a terrorist attack.

The story you wrote, about loss, loving and saying good-bye is a wonderful and appropriate tribute.

Thank you for writing this very sensitive story.

gerry

Wendy,
I meant to say the in my first post that I think that the name of the man who made the bombs that killed Jenna and Mayson was Sean McCarthy not Sean Mallory.

gerry

Wonderful tribute Wendy..nicely done.

~Liz

Well done, Wendy. This was a wonderful tribute that brought a very appropriate tear to my eye.

I'm sure that wherever Yael is now, she'd also love this story.

Lynn

Well I didn't know her Wendy but I know you. I am sitting here with tears running down my face, not just because your story was beautiful and sad, but because your dedication to this young woman who lost her life too early was so sweet and thoughtful of you. It made me feel for both of you. In this story, I can feel your sadness as well as feel sadness for the loss of such a young and beautiful life. You are a wonderful person Wendy and I am sorry for your loss. God bless her soul. Laura

It is hard to know quite what to say about this story. I hope my comments will be as eloquent as the story itself, but somehow I doubt it.

In its own right, this is a lovely piece of writing, Wendy. It is heartfelt, gut-wrenching, bittersweet... Perfect. I really felt for Dan here -- heck, you made me like the guy!

But that is only one level upon which the story can be read. When you add into the mix the real-life death of a member of this community it simply makes the story that much more poignant.

To be honest, I only knew Yael as a name on a mailing list, but that, on its own, is enough to shock me to the core. How much worse, then, for those who knew her better and loved her.

Thank you sharing your tribute with us, Wendy. Thank you for making us think.

RIP Yael.

Chris

Nicely done. A fine tribute to a young life so tragically and senslessly cut short.

Tank (who is constantly amazed by a mindset that feels their cause is advanced by the killing of innocent people)

I've found it extremely difficult to say anything at all about Yael's death, because it hit me so incredibly hard. I don't understand why the death of someone I hardly knew should leave me so distraught. Perhaps it's the criminal waste, or the fact that she was killed by a terrorist?

Anyway, I didn't know her well, but what I did know was her bright, intelligent enthusiasm. She took part in the role-play fic I ran a few years ago, and played the part of Dan Scardino to perfection. Many of us from that fic remember her poignant contributions from a grieving Dan, as well as many lighter and more humorous moments. Wendy has captured her style from that roleplay extremely well, and I am so glad that she's written this story in memory of someone who will be sorely missed.

Yvonne

So wonderful tribute!!

Jose

A lovely tribute, Wendy. I'm sure Yael would have enjoyed your honest look at Dan's POV:

That was Yael's most poignant contribution to the ficlist's RPG a few years ago.

I can't stop thinking about her these last few days, and it seems to me that somehow, knowing a terrorist victim long-distance, so to speak, is even worse than the murder of someone I knew well.

Thanks for writing this, Wendy.

Hazel

Beautiful, Wendy. This was a fitting tribute and so appropriate. Even though I didn't know her, I think she would have loved it.

Thank you for sharing this lovely tribute to her with all of us.

That was so beautiful, Wendy. Like I told you yesterday, I can't find the right words to comment on a story like the one you wrote.

It's already heartwrenching as it is; Dan has often been mocked by us all as the annoying guy who hit on Lois and tried to take her away from Clark, and we rarely stop to consider what drove him. A small mention of his partner Jenna was made on the show, but I've got to say it had escaped my mind until I read your story. And it makes so much sense. I can't possibly quote passages. I can't bring myself to take sentences out of their context, as it's the whole thing that makes it so very meaningful.

And in light of Yael's tragic fate, it brought tears to my eyes, and it took me a moment to recover after I read it.

Thank you for sharing your very moving tribute with us, Wendy. I'm sure that Yael would have loved it.

Kaethel

Wendy

This is a wonderful tribute to Yael. It's beautifully written. So sad and poignant!
It's so easy to forget how precious every moment we have is.

Thanks for sharing this. It brought tears to my eyes.

Tricia

Thank you to everyone who posted comments on the story, and especially to those who thought it was a fitting tribute to Yael. Thanks especially to Hazel for posting Yael's most poignant contribution to OUATIM, Dan Scardino mourning the loss of the woman he loved. That particular post was very much in my mind when I wrote this story, as was your post about Yael herself on this thread , Hazel, from which I drew the inspiration for the passage about letting time slip away.

Over the days since we heard about Yael's murder, I've heard several people comment that they found the news hard to deal with - that they were more upset than they'd expected to be. When an RL friend dies, there are things we can do: attend the funeral, send flowers, send condolences to the family, talk about her with friends and swap reminiscences and so on. In this case, little of that applies. And so it was out of mingled feelings of acute sadness at the loss of a lovely young woman who I didn't know anything like as well as I would have liked to, and frustration at feeling that there was nothing I could do to express that sadness, which led me to write the story. I'm touched that people thought it was an appropriate tribute.


Wendy

PS: I forgot to say yesterday: thank you to Gerry for pointing out that it was Sean McCarthy, not Mallory. My fault for relying on the script!