"Missing You"
(feat. Tamia, Gladys Knight, Chaka Kahn)

[Hook]
Though I'm missing you
(Although I'm missing you)
I'll find away to get through
(I'll find away to get through)
Living without you
Cause you were my sister, my strength, and my pride
Only god may know why, still I will get by

[Brandy]
who would've known, that you'd hav to go
so suddenly, so fast
How could it be, that a straight memory
would be All that we had left
Now that you're gone, every day I go on
(I go on)
But life its not the same
(Life just not the same)
I'm so empty inside, and my tears I cant hide
but Ill try to face the pain

[HOOK]
Though I'm missing you
(Although I'm missing you)
I'll find away to get through
(I'll find away to get through)
Living without you
Cause you were my sister, my strength, and my pride
Only god may know why, still I will get by

[Gladys]
Oh there was so many things
That we could have said, un-huh
if time was on our side
(Time was on our side)
Ooh, Yeah
Now that you're gone, i can still feel you near
So I'll smile, with every tear i cry

[HOOK]
Though I'm missing you
(Although I'm missing you)
I'll find away to get through
(I'll find away to get through)
Living without you
Cause you were my sister, my strength, and my pride
Only god may know why, still I will get by

[Chaka]
How sweet, were the losses to spare?
But I'll wait for the day
When I'll see you again, see you again, yeah

[ HOOK]
Though I'm missing you
(Although I'm missing you)
I'll find away to get through
(I'll find away to get through)
Living without you
Cause you were my sister, my strength, and my pride
Only god may know why, still I will get by

[ALL]
I'm missing you

Parents grieve loss of 'Pumpkin'
Email this storyPrint this story Monday December 12, 2005
By Errol Kiong


AGNES BOWIE

Agnes Chua Bowie never got to attend her first school ball. She never even saw the ballgown bought by her aunt in Japan, intended as a surprise gift next July.

The 15-year-old died after a car driven by her friend lost control on a Piha bend, flipping upside down into the Marawhara Stream.

Don and Rita Bowie still do not understand how they lost their only daughter. The day was clear, the bend - although sharp - was signposted with a speed advisory of 35km/h.

Floral tributes, notes and mementos mark the crash site - 20m from where a similar accident happened in October 1994.

Mrs Bowie remembers that fateful Monday. Her "pumpkin" had just completed her first NCEA assessments, and her friend - a girl she'd known since they were both 2 - came to pick her up.

"That morning when she left, I'm crying, and crying. I don't know what is the reason, I'm just crying in bed. I didn't want her to go."

She remembers Agnes seeing her crying, and then waving goodbye. At 5pm, two police officers and a victim support worker came up the drive of their New Lynn home.

Mr Bowie said Agnes' friend was still on her learner's licence.

"We all survived our adolescence, but only just. You're invincible when you're 16," he said.

But the couple have gone beyond anger.

"At the moment, I feel numb. I can't feel anything," said Mrs Bowie.

They take heart from the tributes that flowed, and from meeting the countless friends they never knew Agnes had. They spoke of her outgoing nature, her sense of humour and good heart.

"She packed quite a bit into her 15 years," said Mr Bowie.

Her mother remembers the good student who only wanted to fit in.

A teacher once offered to move her to a class for gifted English students.

"She attended only once - after that she didn't want to go because she didn't want people to call her a nerd. 'I don't want to be different, mum.'

"She just went once, just for mummy's sake."

Christmas will be hard for the couple and their other child, Alastair, 11.

"I'm trying to be strong," said Mrs Bowie. "But I know that I can't see my pumpkin again."

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We Love Agnes! xx
R.I.P..
Gone But NEVER forgotten!