10 years

I've just come from a very needed, healing family day. First up was church and everything from the beginning song to the sermon seemed so right, so fitting for today. I could hardly hold the tears in. Ever had a day like that? Next we headed to Mom and Dad's for a quick lunch and as Mark loves to put it, Mom made us some of her signature "Sunday Sandwiches." What is it about eating food that Mom has cooked for you? Is there a particular spice that she puts in it, or is it the love and extra time that she takes to select that perfect piece of meat with that perfect piece of lettuce, knowing that you love mustard with yours and your brother detests it with his? Maybe it simply comes down to the fact that someone who loves you is making you food...someone who cares enough to know what you like and dislike? After our Sunday Sandwiches, we packed up and headed to meet with Mark at Jake's grave site.
Jake died ten years ago today. I know the people reading my blog remembers this day about as well as I do. This day is bittersweet for me. I remember Jake fondly and will miss him and love him until the day I meet him again. I enjoy laughing over his silly antics and purple hair. Remembering when he totaled his Mustang a week-and-a-half after he purchased it. I also will never forget a sermon he gave our previous church that just blew everyone away. I think back to camping in Gold Basin and trips to Ocean Shores.
Jake did die ten years ago, but he had 19 years with us. I rejoice that God gave Jake to us for that long. His soul was an old soul and he was not needed on this earth any longer. Knowing this does not take away the pain, but it does help.
Jake would have been 30 years old on June 24th, 2012. I wonder what he would have been up to if he had been around?


Jake, I love you, I miss you and I never stop thinking of you or remembering you and your wonderful witty style.  Here's to you!    <3      <3      <3