The Lamron’ Managing Editor Alexandra Ciarcia passed away on Thursday September 21, 2017. Below are remembrances from family, friends and fellow members of The Lamron. You can also read more here.
Alex was the kind of daughter any dad would be proud of. She was smart, hardworking, beautiful both inside and outside. She was not judgmental of people...open and friendly to all. I was always so proud of how she was chasing her dream. But I think I was as equally proud of how she was a great person. That was made so clear to me by all the students and teachers who wrote and/or came up to share a story with me. I knew Alex was doing well but these stories really painted a picture of what a wonderful person she was and how well she was
doing. So thank you for sharing them.
I have an overwhelming number of memories of us doing things together. Coaching you teams, helping with science projects, going on roller coasters, the beaches, the trips, buying you stuff...talking to everyone about you and then there is your laugh. How your eyes would close when you laughed. These memories will be the roses in the middle of winter for me.
I am not sure how this will all play out. I can only pray that some good comes out this. That there is some purpose to all this...some plan that will all make sense one day. Until then, I know she is with her grandparents and they are all together with God and we...down here...have to do everything possible to laugh like Alex and
bring some joy to the world.
I love you Alex,
The very first conversation I had with your dad, was about you. That is how important you are to him and us. Even when meeting someone he didn’t know yet, he just wanted to talk about you. You were and continue to be a light in his heart that will forever glow and illuminate our life. And Chris, your brother and best friend. You gave him love, confidence and best friends friendship. Wherever you were, there he too was welcomed with open arms and laughter. You gave him such a gift by giving him your time, your understanding, your ‘being a big sister’ and
forever you are emblazoned in his heart, life and mind. And me... how brave you were to be the first to meet me. I remember planning it with your dad, how I would meet his kids – we put a lot of thought into it as we knew we would be family. We elected to do something with my horse Foxy Lady whom had been my companion for 30 years. You had never petted, brushed nor rode a horse – yet there you were... welcoming me to the family in the best way possible – by bonding while we brushed Foxy Lady – you even rode her a couple times! It moved me deeply that you were so welcoming. I remember planning your high school graduation party – everything had to be the best as you deserved the best. I wanted you to know how much you were loved and celebrated. I am humbled by the outpouring of love and support from your sisters, your Geneseo community, your best friends, and everyone you touched. Humbled and inspired to live my life even half as great as what you accomplished. I struggle deeply to make sense of your passing, I get angry at God sometimes because we and the world didn’t get nearly enough of you. The world needs women like you, to inspire other women, to make your mark in the world and show everyone what goodness and strength looks like. However, you deserved a better place than this world, and I try to be at peace knowing the joy you experience every moment. The world will have to look to the stars and heavens now, to see the inspiration and example of what strength and goodness looks like.
We miss you more than words can express. But as your dad told us all “Mourn, but then move forward and learn to live in greater joy in Alex’s honor – she would never, ever ever want anyone to be in pain because of her.” On my good days I do this... on the tough days.. well they are tough.
All my love, Madonna
P.S. I was so sad in my heart after writing you, but then I suddenly remembered the debacle
with the iTunes accounts and you and your dad were getting each other’s photos – hahahaha –
all four of us laughing so hard with tears in our eyes at the kitchen table as everyone was
scrambling to get the accounts in order hahah.
And the time we couldn’t read your dad’s writing on your birthday card – it looked like
he wrote Ciao Girl (I think it was supposed to be ‘love dad’).
Thank you for inspiring me with these happy thoughts, and thank you for the times
you’ve come in my dreams to answer my questions. Please say “hi” to Foxy Lady and my dad
for me. You are loved so much dear Alex.