Stephanie Jackson

A friend of mine from Oregon was on a plane that went down in Indonesia 7 days ago. It doesn't seem real. She was one of the happiest and most adventurous people I've ever met - and always full of positive energy. Her idea of a friday night would be to put on a costume to go climb a mountain, even in the dark with a little flashy key chain light. She was always one to back a friend up and try to cheer someone up.

She was with her sister and father who lives in the area - a total of 102 passengers on board. Her brothers, fortunately were not with her. We didn't keep in touch after I moved, she was after all only 21 and in a much different place in life.

It must be really awful to be on a plane that's going down. I can't imagine what I would be doing, and it breaks my heart but I keep picturing her face realizing what's going on and that she can't do anything about it. Hopefully she did do something about it, this is what a friend wrote about what she's doing now:

Here's what I imagine: a search boat comes across a shore on which 100 people are tied up in slings, their bones properly set and their bleeding fully suppressed. Stephanie is standing there with a sharpened rock, sawing off a vine to use as a rope as she eyes the fruit above and decides on the best way to get it down. Lindsey is nowhere to be found! Where is she, but diving nearby, catching fish with a spear made from a broken wing and an armrest from first class.
A water-distiler (made from the aicraft windshield and some tubing) is working atop a pile of burning seat cushions.

If anyone could do that, it would be Stephanie.

Unfortunately the weather conditions have been horrible there in the days following the crash and the search for the plane couldn't even start until two days later. Now metal detectors are picking up what could be the plane on an ocean floor, 1,050 metres (1,150 yards) under the sea off Mamuju. There is some speculation that the plane actually broke apart in the air, which makes things look even more bleak.

Please keep Stephanie Jackson in your thoughts and send postive energy.

And remember how quickly life can change next time you want to start a fight with some one over the dishes, or leave some one angry, or are too lazy to send an email, or pick up the phone, or send a txt. And smell your roses and deal with your thorns - it's a game she played.

http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/traveloutdoors/2003507552_webindonesiacrash03.html