Shannon Tavares (In Memorial) The Lion King

Shannon's contributions in this lifetime were amazing.

Shannon Tavares

(CLEVELAND) - Broadway Actress Shannon Tavares, who performed in “The Lion King”, who was 11-years old, died Monday after losing a battle with leukemia.

The news was confirmed by her family Monday.

Shannon was known for her immense talent and also revered by so many youngsters who hope to find a meaningful role in the entertainment world.

After experiencing lower back and leg pain, Shannon was diagnosed last April with acute myeloid leukemia, which is also known as AML.

AML causes a rapid and abnormal growth of white blood cells in the bone marrow, interfering with the normal blood cell production.

I see my kid, 23, degreed, vibrant, smiling, what a joy.

Then I see this. Sad & happy at the same time. In my heart I find sadness for her parents, and I am reminded at the same time how much I enjoy looking at my daughter year after year after year.

The seemingly abrupt loss of Shannon Tavares is a reminder to all of us that we should treasure and appreciate what we have.

Some people are not able to live out their lives with those who are most precious to them.

Shannon's contributions in this lifetime were amazing.

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