Forgetting Is Not An Option!

I don’t know about you but I continue to think about my friend and “virtual” son.  During the good times I’m saddened that he isn’t here to enjoy the fruits of his labors.  When faced with challenging times (not so good or bad times), I miss his valued input and thoughtful assessments. 

In early March just before the Easter season Amanda forwarded a picture of Danielle that had been taken during Halloween.  It was the perfect Easter picture - Danielle in a duck costume.  Priceless…

(While we’re not able to post pictures of Danielle (at Amanda’s request) we were able to send a copy to a few friends with the understanding that the picture not be posted anywhere. Thanks to all for complying with Amanda’s wishes.) 

My heart skipped a beat when I saw this picture of Danielle - the eyes, the curve of her brow, all reminiscent of Jeremy.  He definitely lives in his daughter. It is a blessing that we can continue to see the eyes that seemed to have a life of their own.  How they sparkled when he was happy.  Jeremy was a very communicative guy.  He wore his heart on his sleeve.  Ready to give freely of anything (ANYTHING) he had if someone’s need was greater than his own.  Heck, the need didn’t necessarily have to be greater, he was generous to a fault. 

It may sound silly, but I don’t ever want to forget Jeremy’s face.  I continue to surround myself with pictures and memories of Jeremiah (I like that name).  There are pictures of Jeremy in my office and at any location that I spend any amount of time. 

Remembrances of Jeremy can pop up at any given time.  Not long ago, Rikk and I were having a conversation and he made a move that so reminded me of Jeremy.  I had to pause for a moment and said to Rikk, “Jeremy always did that”.  He knew.  His response, “yes, but you’re stuck with me.”  Pretty much every day brings some reminder.  Something to pull at the heartstrings. 

For such a young man, he was knowledgeable and wise beyond his years as is evidenced by his huge network of friends and supporters.  He couldn’t have been loved more.  My opinion (I could be wrong but don’t think so), outside of Jeremy’s immediate family, I truly believe I was his biggest fan.  He was family AND he filled our lives on both personal and professional levels.

As we approach the anniversary of his passing, my heart continues to go out to Amanda and Danielle; his mother (Debbie), his dad (Mike), brother Nathan (Heather too!); Grandmother , and all extended family members. 

I encourage each of you to do something nice for someone today – random acts of kindness embody who and what J was all about.  And do this without the expectation of something in return.  That would defeat the purpose.  We are our brothers (& sisters!) keepers.

Amanda – You are strength personified! 

Danielle – Angels On Your Pillow.  You are so loved! 

Sarah G – It does get easier.  Call anytime.  We love you as well… 

Debbie – The “white butterfly” was in my face all the time.  I just had to look up…

Jeremiah, I miss you and love you more than I can say.


In the eyes of his daughter, through the motions of a friend, and in the hearts of many, he continues to live!



June 6, 2009