This Star Won't Go Out: The Life and Words of Esther Grace Earl
Esther Earl, Lori Earl, Wayne Earl
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“This moving read will have you reaching for the tissues and smiling with delight….Stunningly alive on the page, Esther shows that sometimes the true meaning of life—helping and loving others—can be found even when bravely facing death.” –People Magazine, 4 stars
In full color and illustrated with art and photographs, this is a collection of the journals, fiction, letters, and sketches of the late Esther Grace Earl, who passed away in 2010 at the age of 16. Essays by family and friends help to tell Esther’s story along with an introduction by award-winning author John Green who dedicated his #1 bestselling novel The Fault in Our Stars to her.
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everything. Thank you all so much.:) So just to say really quickly that I feel good, and going home tomorrow is being talked seriously about! Yes:D -Esther Me and Blueberry, FALL, 2008 Tuesday, November 4, 2008 10:18 PM, CST On this election day, as you await the results with either joy or fortitude, here’s something to REALLY celebrate!!! Esther Earl is home tonight from the hospital! In sharing with a fellow teacher today, I stopped in mid-telling to exclaim—“This is what happiness
of cats, people, and sundry other things such as landscape scenes. She recently drew a fabulous cartoon of Graham and Abe diving into a pool (they are taking swimming lessons at the Y). We retrieve any art or prose she tosses out which she discourages and finds bizarre but mom and I are trying to save so many snowflakes . . . Be sure to check out her mostly unique and often hilarious youtube postings which you can find on the Links section of this site. All our love to you dear reader!
will die. You cannot escape these boundaries. But the miracle and hope of human consciousness is that we can still conceive of boundlessness. We watched a movie Wayne and Lori had made of Esther’s life. We ate Chinese food. We cried a lot together. Esther took breaks—for naps, to throw up, to have medicine injected into the port in her stomach—but she was fully with us, as alive as any of us, as capable of love and joy and anger and grief. And as much as I didn’t want our friendship to be about
HPA press conference following the victory in the Chase Community Giving competition. Esther was in attendance that day, her face projected comically large over the stage through a satellite feed. It wasn’t the first or last time we would play the song for Esther, and I later learned that this was actually one of her favorite songs. It makes sense. Esther was always involved in a larger battle than her fight with cancer. She was playing her own part in shaping our world for the better. She wanted
to take a turn for the worse. She was no longer able to breathe on her own without the assistance of oxygen, and her weight loss was quite striking. Esther very much resisted the idea of having a tube placed in her stomach to help with nutrition and medication delivery, but after an extensive discussion about fashion forward ways to hide the G-tube, we finally agreed to have it surgically placed. Then, in October 2008, Esther arrived in the ICU with a major setback after experiencing two episodes