| crystal |
WELL TOMORROW IS CHRISTMAS EVE, I WILL MISS SEEING YOU AT JENNY'S , IT'S NOT GOING TO BE THE SAME WITHOUT YOU THERE .BUT I KNOW YOU WILL HAVE THE BEST CHRISTMAS EVER, YOU ARE LIKE OUR ANGEL WHATCHING OVER US NOW!! YOU WILL BE MISS IN SO MANY DIFFERENT WAYS. LOVE YA & MERRY CHRISTMAS
| Mama |
I don't know why, but your presence is always with me while I'm driving, or in stores. I can understand the driving part, and I'm always extra cautious of pedistrians or motor'cycles. I reckon thanks to you I've started a personal motor'cycle ministry>>>I pray over EVERY motor'cycle out there that passes me, crosses my path...I just pray and plead the blood of Christ over it.
As for stores...I don't know why you linger with me. Maybe because just less than a week before you died, you went to Walmart with me to help look for Haven some fish.
| Mama |
How about the time that I was flipping your mattress, (about third grade for you), and found tons of dollar bills hidden there. While standing before the quiz'squad, you admitted that it was your lunch money, and you were charging your lunch each day. The school wasn't complaining....just figured you were hungry, I reckon, and figured that we wouldn't able. You always was trying to figure out how to get rich quick.
And if the school did send notes, you would trash them before you walked in the door...just figured that we would be non the wiser if you tossed them into the trash just outside the door...
Your favorite story that you LOVE to tell often...in first grade, you decided to play hooky with Josh. What a nut'ster you was, you two constantly tapping at my door and running like crazy, disappearing before I could figure who it was messing around with me. Then I stayed near the door, and managed to open it in time to see two tiny pair of legs disappearing behind Josh's house. Next get'go, I didn't budge from behind that closed door, and you two little squirts were not'sa'bright enough to do it AGAIN, and immediately got busted! (Hineys got busted too, huh?)
You was always a show'off...last summer you were trying to convince us, (Billy), that b'b guns didn't really hurt, so held your hand up point'blank with the gun and>>>owie! That hand went to flappin' around real quick. You had to admit to Billy that, oh yeah, it sure does hurt!
And Haven won't ever forget you swallowing a live worm. I'll never forget it either. Gagged mah'self to death...which caused you great delight.
You were always one'eye'peeled for Angie. Very protective, but trying to stand back a bit so that she could mature up. Sometimes you got frustrated, but always recalled that I got frustrated too, waiting for ((you)) to mature up, and realized that this was a part of life, the maturing process. You are a child to be proud of Jacky, because once you sowed your oats you came out mighty in a spiritual way. I know that in your last days, you saw Angie maturing too, and relaxed. You knew that she would make it.
I'm proud of you both, because as a brother and sister, you never fought aloud, but always stood supportive of each other, despite any differences of opinions. And always, ALWAYS, if you two bought nobody ANYTHING, (including me), NOTHING, you always bought each other SOMETHING, and passed each other special cards EVERY SINGLE special occasion. Even Valentine's Day. Once, I even pondered to my barn...what am I?
But I was teasing on a PROUD tease, because not many siblings cared for each other in such a deep manner as my children do. If there were complaints, they were bought to me in a quiet and thoughtful fashion, not really a complaning way, and never severe enough for confrontation one with the other. My boy and girl loved each other, were literally in love with each other....and Jacky, your fears of Angie's future are calmed now. You are where you need to be to pray even more diligently for her...for me...for all of us. And...you are still being protective of her, guardian over her, in a sense.
She will do you proud. Hopefully, so will I. It's our goal as a family, to make you proud of us there in the heavenlies.
Kiss David for me! Another of your goals will be completed. His pic will be put to his stone.
| Angie Amos |
I miss you Jacky. You have no clue. I miss making fun of your cowboy boots (ropers), making you think that I THINK that I could beat you in arm wrestling. I miss making you think I was the pretty one. I miss your looks and and you just double knocked real fast on mommas door before walking in. I miss calling you to go pay something for me on your lunch break because I would have time. I miss your voice. I miss forwarding you something funny because I thought it would make you laugh I miss TRYing to make you proud of me. I miss the look of you when you got excited or really motivated about something. I miss your stories. I miss you. It still is hard to believe. I can't explain how i feel or think. anyways on a happy note.... Let's share some happy memories.
Remember when we was little and lived in Taylorsville at dads trailor... I remember we had bunk beds. I remember you had stayed working on a long page report for school that you had to turn in that next morning. Well I had slept on the top bunk and the next morning you were soooo mad at me because I had pee'd in the bed and soaked your report. lol
I remember when we was little at momma'a and we was across the street at your friend Josh's. We had at army bag swinging from the tree and you helped me in in and it sliped and tightened around my waiste and I couldn't breathe till da ran across the street and cut the rope. I always said you was trying to kill me lol.
I remember one year at moms around Christmas time we had a Karosine heater and a bunch of ppl were there. I put a metal fork on that heater for like 5 mins and told you to feel it and you was ignoring me, I stuck that thing to your cheek and I remeber y ou had that scar for about a year. lol
I remeber you telling me the secret on how to get dad to stop swinging the belt as many times. You told me that after I pee'd on my self he would only do it one or two more time after that instead of keep going. lol
I remeber thinking I have the strongest coolest brother in th eworld. I thought that there wasnt one girl that didnt crush on you, There wasnt one boy that I thought could be stronger than you. I will always remeber you Jacky You was a good man. A good man, I wish I let you of know that I thought that and how imortant you was. I love you and I know you are taken care of. Pray for us. Muuwaa and Merry Christmas.
| Mama |
I bought a helium balloon kit for Jacky, with thirty balloons, but seems they are only latex balloons. I thought that there would be some foil balloons in there also. Latex balloons float for five to seven hours. Foil balloons float for about four days. If anyone knows where to get some foil balloons, I have the helium. I looked at Walmart, didn't see any, but then I'm a little dim'witted lately.
Also, if anyone wants to buy already filled foiled balloons to sign (to float around for four plus days), I bought markers that all can sign them with.
I also bought him a small, potted, live Christmas tree for his ribbon from last night's memorial as a topper. (This thing is supposed to get 70 foot tall!)
If anyone wishes to add an ornament in memory of him, (it will have to be tiny, because it's just a baby tree, despite it's future height), then you are welcome to do so. I will plant that tree come spring, save the ornaments, and next year buy another a little taller and put the ornaments back on, along with a new memory ornament that anyone wishes to buy. That tree will also get planted each year, if not here, by a drawing of straws to go somewhere, and hopefully will start out taller and taller, the new tree in the pot, as the supply of memory ornaments grow.
When I die, Angie will continue the tradition, (and she had better TAKE CARE of the ornaments!), except Jacky and me will be sharing the same tree. Meaning....someone in the family had best buy themselves a small mansion, because that live potted tree is gonna be sorta kinda hard to get in the door.
I'm really sad that Hallmark is gone. That was my ornament store. Walmart can't quite manage to be up to parrrr... The kids need to MAKE an ornament. That would be sweet....
Just spoutin' ideas...All ornaments are welcome.
I know that the effects of Jacky's death, sudden realizations that he won't be around to hang out with the family anymore....I know that will all tone down over time>>and it should. We have to heal. We have to stop clinging. BUT, we CAN create small traditions that can last a life'time, and keep his memory going, not only in our own hearts, but in the hearts of our sooo very young children, who knew him. He did so love the kids.... In their mind, his Christmas balloons are truly being received by him in Heaven. And who knows>>>maybe....one will. Heaven is simply only another dimension of this world that God created. Stranger things have happened. ...And will continue to....
