At Taylor everyone is family. The intentional community builds this. While I attended there I had the opportunity to meet the parents of the students who died. They were so loving and welcoming. I was a part of each memorial ceremony and was able to learn from the families.
Weeks later, one survivor was coming out of her coma. It was discovered that she was not the daughter the parents thought she was. She was in fact someone else's daughter. A daughter they thought they had buried weeks before. A boyfriend who was planning on proposing ended up paying his last respects. Then he, and her family, learned that it was their daughter that was alive and being taken care of by the family of the girl they buried.
The remarkable story of what these families went through was shared with the world in the book Mistaken Identity. I finally read it on the plane on my honeymoon. I couldn't read it while seeing Whitney around campus. It made me cry, it made me laugh, and it made me sing with joy. If you are looking for a good read, and inspiring read. Check it out, and share it.
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