Good Grief, Its Memorial Day (Part 2)

This last week EC and Keena each had dance recitals.  I will never go to another recital that I do not think of Jodi’s youngest brother Jordan.  In 2009 I decided to change a patch of lawn into concrete to extend our driveway.  Jodi’s brother convinced me to try it myself.  He was working as an estimator for a local construction company at the time and said he would help us do it.

When it came to helping other people, Jordan was one of the best I’ve ever seen.  Whenever I took on a project that was overly ambitious, it was Jordan who came and bailed me out with the knowledge he had and I lacked. We did some redecorating a few years before Jordan died.  I wanted to put bead board around the bottom of the room.  Jordan offered to help, and said we should do window seals and crown molding as well.  He then came over and let me help him do it.  He was an amazing craftsman, and his attention to detail was second to none.

Jordan loved and respected all that he came in contact with.  He was always happy and treated his nieces and nephews like a favorite uncle should. I can still hear the way he said EC’s name as well as Keena’s.  He was always happy and laughed at everything.
My mourning process in losing Jordan has been an interesting one.  I feel guilty sometimes for how hard it has been for me. I am not the wife, the mother, the sisters, the children of Jordan, I am just the brother-in-law, yet I miss seeing him, talking to him, asking advice from him more than I would have imagined.  The first months after the crash, I would call his cell phone just to hear his voicemail message.  I still have his number in my phone to this day. 

Today as we were at the cemetery, I thought how proud Jordan is of his wife and his children. His kids love him so much, and he remains an everyday fixture in their lives. As his 4 year old let his balloon go to heaven, he chased it as it rose into the sky and yelled, “I love you daddy!”.  His kids sang the Lonestar song, I’m Already There just like they sang last Memorial Day.

We took his kids in our car as we left the cemetery.  It was a cold and windy day today, so I had sat in the van with Little Angel while Jodi’s family went through the second year of our new Memorial Day traditions.  I asked the kids if they could sing the Lonestar song for me as I did not hear it while sitting with Little Angel.  They said they needed the music, but the 4 year old then said, “I can sing you a song I made up for him”.  I told him I would love to hear it.  Hear are the lyrics he produced as we drove as best as I can remember.

I wish you didn’t have to die Daddy 

You are always in my heart wherever I go                                                   

I know you help me all the time even when I am not at home

You are always in my heart

I wish you didn’t have go away

I love you Daddy

You’re my daddy and I miss you

I know you always help me even though you are in Heaven

You are always in my heart

Jordan, your children are making you proud.  Little man 4 year old is quite a man of the house.  They are helping your sweetheart every day, and you are, as your son sang it, always in their hearts.

Jordan is the youngest of 6 kids.  He has 4 sisters.  It is a well known fact in the family that his older sisters often dressed him up when he was little.  There are pictures of him in tutus and other ballet attire. It is not for this reason that the dance recital made me think of him.  As we were replacing the grass with concrete one day, it was time for me and Jodi to take the girls to their dance recital.  Jordan stopped working, grabbed his kids, and came to support his nieces.  This dance recital ended up being about two hours long.  Except for the 10 minutes my daughter was on the stage, the other 110 minutes had me wanting to jump off the balcony.  Jordan never complained.  He made my daughters feel how important they were to him.  I am grateful for that.

The last time I saw Jordan was on a Saturday afternoon in late July.  We all decided to go swimming at the American Fork swimming pool.  I had an homework assignment that was due the next week, and felt I had to leave as soon as possible to get to work on it.  Jodi had taken some cake as it had been EC’s birthday earlier that week.  Everyone else was staying to have dessert, but that assignment for me was pressing.  I remember as I was walking away, Jordan yelled, “Chris, good to see you and thanks for coming”.  I waved back and got in my car to go home not knowing that I should have been cherishing the remaining opportunities I would have to talk with Jodi’s brother.  I would never see him again.

Jordan, I want you to know that I am grateful you are my brother in law.  As you know, you married an amazing woman who loves you so much.  You two had the perfect love story.  Your children love you and are very proud of you.  They know because of the blessings of the temple, they will be with you again as a family.  It is not just an understanding that you are in Heaven and that they will be in Heaven too, it is a knowledge that because of being married in God’s temple, you will be together in Heaven as a family unit with you as their father.  What a blessing that is.

We miss you Jordan!  You are always in our hearts!

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Jordan’s Handy work



 
 

 
 
 
 
Memorial Day 2010
 

Good Grief, It’s Memorial Day (Part 1)

Tonight I was at a neighbor’s house.  She is an amazing school teacher who is getting close to retirement.  She is also a widow.  We were discussing some matters of her lawn and the deck that the neighborhood is in the process of re-staining. As I got ready to leave, she was kind enough to share a little of her story with me. She was 27 when her husband was killed as they were in a car accident returning home from a family vacation. They had 3 young daughters, the youngest being 9 months old. I know that people say their heart aches, or that stories like that break their heart, but that was not the case.  I felt how much she loves and misses her husband all these years later.  That love, is not heartbreaking.

As I crossed the street to my house, I thought of another family I know who has experienced similar tragedy.

       

I took the picture above of Jodi’s brother and his young family.  We had just wrapped up a weekend family reunion at a cabin at Bear Lake.  As we were packing up the cars, Shelley asked me to snap this picture.  Little did I know, that it would be one of their only complete family pictures.

August 9, 2009

I will never forget that day.  I had just recently taken a new job where I work.  My manager had scheduled a training for me to come up to speed on what I would be doing.  The training was conducted over the internet and phone.  We had just started back after lunch when Jodi called me.  She told me that her dad and brothers had decided to take a rare father/sons vacation together.  Rare, because these three men worked harder than anyone I know.  Her older brother Jed, was a pilot and had decided to fly the 3 of them to the Oregon Coast to go fishing. 

Jodi and I were unaware of the planned trip, so it came as a shock when Jodi said, “They never made it to their hotel, and we haven’t heard from them since they left”.  I was immediately sick to my stomach.  Jodi comforted me saying that they would be ok.  She was handling it really well and told me I should stay at work until we knew more.

I returned to training, but was not paying attention.  A short time after Jodi called, I went to my boss, also a close friend of mine, and told him the situation.  I had to be home with Jodi.  The next hours were excruciating.  Jodi had gone and picked up Shelley’s two oldest kids so that she could deal with the stress without having to care for her kids.  It was agonizing as we kept them active and happy as we waited word.  Around 9 that night, Jodi got the call from her sister.  Police officers had come to her mom and Shelley to notify them that 2 husbands and 2 sons would not be coming home.  I was numb.  I did my best to comfort Jodi as we cried in our home office so that the kids would not see us.  Shelley wanted to be the one to tell her kids, but it was late enough it would need to be the next morning. 

The next few days after that are still a blur.  I remember taking the kids to Shelley’s and watching her tell them that Daddy had gone to live with Heavenly Father.  I love Shelley.  She is one of my heroes!  She is so brave.  I remember lots of people coming to her house and lots of food being brought for the family.  None of us had much of an appetite.  I remember media starting to call Shelley’s house.  We decided that I could manage that for the family.  I remember talking to KSL, Deseret News, and KUTV.

The following weeks and months were challenging for the family. The funeral(s) were hard, yet helpful at the same time for me. The church was packed.  I want to say there were around 1000 people that attended the service in our hometown in Idaho.  The service and love that we felt from friends, family, and even complete strangers was amazing. 

Memorial Day

I was raised in a home that commemorated every Memorial Day at the cemetary. My parents, aunts and uncles, and grandparents would go out and clean and tend to the gravesites of the many ancestors that rest in Rupert. Both of my grandparents are from families that were established there.  I have two sets of great grandparents buried in Rupert, a set of grandparents, several great aunts and uncles, and an uncle, Lonnie Ray, who died within a few hours after he was born.  All of them are buried in the same area, so memorial day growing up for me was almost like an extended family reunion.

Sometimes my friends would give me a hard time as their Memorial Day traditions differed quite a bit from mine.  They would go camping, boating, or fishing.  I was ok with that, cause I always liked the traditions we had.  Memorial Day is even more significant to me now.  In the Paul Cemetary, just a few miles south west of the Rupert Cemetary, Jodi now has 2 grandparents, her dad, two brothers, and our son now buried close to each other.  All of them have passed since 2005.

Memorial Day is a time to celebrate and remember those who have gone before us.  This is the 1st of a 3 part post.  I wanted to give you some context about the 3 angels I will be introducing to you over the next two posts as I remember them and share some of my experiences with you.  I have briefly mentioned these three angels before, wondering if and when I would share the whole story from my perspective.  After talking to my neighbor about her husband she lost over 30 years ago, I feel it is time for me to share some of what I remember of Ron, Jed, and Jordan.  Hopefully it will encourage some to remember their loved ones that now watch over them.

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Today's Fact About Down Syndrome

Myth: People with Down syndrome are severely “retarded.”

Truth: Most people with Down syndrome have IQs that fall in the mild to moderate range of intellectual disability (formerly known as “retardation”). Children with Down syndrome fully participate in public and private educational programs. Educators and researchers are still discovering the full educational potential of people with Down syndrome.

Catching Up

I need to apologize for my lack of updates over the last little while.  I don’t know what Christmas did to me, but I have yet to catch up.  Both work an school mixed in with family have left me little time to blog.  I intend to do better.

A First Christmas

Our Angel’s first Christmas was  a special one.  I had forgotten the spirit a little baby brings into the home.  It seems to be even more present during Christmas.  EC and Keena were so cute with their sister wanting to show her all the sights, sounds, and traditions of Christmas.  Santa decided to get some DVDs for her to learn sign language.  These DVDs, called Signing Time have been a family favorite.  Keena and EC watch them regularly as we try to help our Little Angel learn to communicate.

Angel’s First Road Trip

We were able to go and visit family in Idaho over the New Year.  It was Little Angel’s first road trip.  She loved it, especially all of the attention.  With her oxygen machine, we had to go a little white trashish and put some luggage on the roof of our van.  Ironically I forgot a piece to the oxygen machine so we had to track down an Idaho branch of Praxair.  They ended up just delivering oxygen tanks to get us through the trip, so we went all cousin Eddie for nothing.

My dad taught the kids a game he used to play with us as kids.  It is called “Fox and Geese”.  They all had fun.  It was a wonderful chance for us to go and visit family.a

Game rules:  Fox and Geese - This game is played after a snowfall. First the snow is tramped down in paths to make a big wheel with spokes and a hub in the center. One player is the Fox and the rest are the Geese. The Fox tries to catch a Goose (who then becomes the next Fox). Players must stay inside the paths. If a Goose steps off the path, that Goose is caught. The only safe place for a Goose is in the center (hub). But only one Goose is allowed to be in the center.

A Christmas Present for Austin

While we were in Idaho we ordered a Christmas present for Austin.  We just got the proofs.  There may be some minor changes, but we are anxious for the ground to thaw so it can be placed.

Updates & Milestones

• Little Angel’s pulmonary hypertension seems to be better.  We have an appointment with the pulmonologist on Friday for an update.
• She does have severe sleep apnea that requires oxygen at night.
• She has acid reflux that which complicates the apnea and the pulmonary hypertension.
• She has grown so much.
• She can use both hands to hold things.
• She reaches and grabs rattles and toys very well.
• Just recently she has learned to reach and grab with both hands for something right in front of her.
• She loves her play piano exersaucer.
• She can sit in her bumbo.
• She has started eating rice cereal and baby food.
• She has started laughing.
• She still sleeps through the night.
• She has become pretty social and looks when you call her name and smiles a lot.
• She easily rolls over on her own.
• Little Angel communicates very well.  Keena was paying the piano about a month ago and when she would stop, Little Angel would start whimpering until she started playing again.  She did the same thing watching signing time with me this morning.

Christmas 2010

"As we seek Christ, as we find Him, as we follow Him, we shall have the Christmas spirit, not for one fleeting day each year, but as a companion always. We shall learn to forget ourselves. We shall turn our thoughts to the greater benefit of others" (Thomas S. Monson, "In Search of the Christmas Spirit," Ensign, Dec 1987, 3).

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Merry Christmas One and All

 

 

Keena (9) greatly anticipated getting her ears pierced this year. She has enjoyed wearing her mom’s earrings and saving to buy her own. She had three piano performances and one jazz dance performance. She loves to read, be creative, make videos, play with her sisters, help her mom, babysit and work on her Faith in God. She entered Reflections at school. The theme was “Together we can…”. She did a video http://youtu.be/DRdxowtpkNc on “Together we can spread the word to end the word.” She took second place at her school and second place at district. We are so grateful for her willingness to always help out and be an example to others!

EC (7) takes ballet and was in Coppelia for her performance this year. She started piano lessons and has had two performances this year. She loves having one on one time with each of her family members, enjoys school, playing with her sisters and friends and doing experiments. She entered Reflections at school and did a video http://youtu.be/E8ZjwDtI-Yc on “Together we can be more alike than different.” She received first place at her school and second place at district. We are so grateful for her love, smiles and hugs!

Austin continues to watch over us and bless our lives in many ways.

Alea (4 months) has added great joy to our family. She is continuing to grow and develop well. At her doctor’s appointment on the 15^th of December she was 24.5 inches long and weighed almost 13 pounds. She is on ¼ liter of oxygen at night and off oxygen during the day. We are grateful for her happy nature. She is very patient and loving! http://awalkwithourangel.blogspot.com/

Chris continues to work at Novell as a Business Analyst. He enjoys his job. He has 6 months left of school and then will have a one year internship. It has been a great learning experience for him. He kept very busy this summer with the many projects he added to our yard. He enjoys playing with his kids, BYU football, cooking, extracurricular sports and being with his wife. We are so grateful for the many creative ways he helps us to have fun!

Jodi - I enjoy every minute with my family! I feel like I have learned so much over the last few years and am doing my best to simplify and learn to be a better mom and wife every day. I have a strong testimony of the gospel and am so grateful for my Savior, Jesus Christ! He brings joy and peace to my life! The Lord blesses me every day, and I feel His love! I hope you all are able to recognize His hand in your lives. He lives and is full of grace and goodness! I feel truly blessed to know Him!

Our family was able to go to visit Chris’s sister in Nevada in February, go to Disneyland in April for spring break and go to a  Family Reunion in Idaho and a Family Reunion in St. George, Utah. We had many wonderful memories together!

We are so grateful for your love and support! We hope you have a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Love,

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