My Obituary (but not for real)

First, (to whom it may concern) this is not an actual obituary. Second, this is a creative assignment for my journalism class. The first part of the obituary is true, but after the study abroad during spring term everything is a creation of my imagination. (I am going on a study abroad and I will create a blog. The success of that blog is in no way factual or a prediction of what will happen, but if it was I think that would be pretty cool).

Obituary:

Cara Wade, a resident of Happy Valley medical center, was called to heaven last Wednesday afternoon and laid to rest early this morning in the cemetery next to her husband of 65 years.

Born in 1994 in Highland, UT to parents David and Donna Wade. Cara was an only child and learned at a young age how to entertain herself with a vivid imagination. It was not uncommon for her elementary school teachers to call her parents and explain some wild story Cara had told the class.

She continued to develop her creativity through writing and stories. Cara has always loved hearing, telling and creating her own stories. Though she had no siblings, she never felt alone and was capable of entertaining herself on her own. Her favorite playmates were her books, pen and paper, and her flute. She developed her talents and devoted herself to school work.

As a self-proclaimed true Ravenclaw, she loved learning and in turn loved school. Cara was curious about many different things and wanted to learn as much as she could. She excelled in English and History, though she loved learning about many different subjects.

Growing up Cara was quiet and often labeled as shy. While she was quiet, she was not shy. She was strong minded and determined to succeed at whatever she put her mind to.

Initially public speaking was not one of her talents. In high school Cara decided she didn’t want to fear public speaking and confronted her fear head on. After researching more of the benefits of speech and debate she decided to become a part of the high school debate team.

Very few people thought her capable of being successful in the academic sport. People’s underestimation of her abilities drove her to become the best.

Through Cara’s hard work and dedication she attended the National Speech and Debate tournament twice and was the only female to make it to the final round in her event at the Arizona Southwest Championship.

As a senior in high school Cara was chosen to represent the school as the speech and drama Sterling Scholar.

After graduating high school in May 2012 she attended Brigham Young University where she continued to succeed. Her participation in speech and debate helped her develop a love for the art of communication. Her love for the art of communicating, her curiosity and creative nature led her to pursue a degree in journalism.

As Cara learned more about people and cultures and customs she realized that stories are an important aspect of culture. This helped her decide to minor in Anthropology.

While on a study abroad to Western Europe in spring of 2015, Cara developed her skills as a photojournalist. As she traveled she did photojournalism and captured the world and people around her. She started a blog chronicling her adventures. The blog received national attention and she spent the rest of her life traveling and writing about the people she met.

After graduating from Brigham Young University, Cara did freelance writing for National Geographic and Good magazine along with several others. She also produced several world report articles for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

During an expedition to the Peruvian jungle she became reacquainted with a former college co-worker. The two later got married and had 4 children and 2 dogs. Cara continued to travel and write freelance with her family by her side to share in the adventure.

Cara published several books in addition to her freelance articles. The books ranged from life stories to some of the vivid stories she had created when she was young.

After her husband passed away she had a tendency to lose her sense of reality, but she never forgot who she was or what made her unique.

While she was able to tame her imagination growing up, her imagination became more vivid with age and experience. She returned to her old habit of creating wild stories and telling them as fact. While many of her stories were elaborated or even fictional, the fanciful stories she told brought joy to those who heard them.

Cara refused to accept the fact that she was growing older. She insisted on competing on the local bowling team, the Highland Heartbreakers, until her early 80s.

After a hip injury during a bowling tournament she was admitted to the Happy Valley medical center. During her time there she helped the residents to keep active and continue to enjoy life. One day Cara decided to hold a wheelchair derby. Cara acted as the referee at the finish line to determine which contestant won.

In a freak accident the two leading wheelchairs and their riders collided and crashed near the finish line, taking the finishing line and Cara with them. Hospital staff moved her to a private room for further observations. After a few days it became clear that Cara’s condition was becoming worse.

Cara passed away surrounded by her friends and family. She is survived by her four children and 15 grandchildren.

She lived a wonderful life and brought joy and beauty to many. She will forever be remembered as a woman who continuously pushed the boundaries of her mind and capabilities and will now settle down to enjoy a life of pushing daisies and continue to bring beauty to the world.

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