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Thursday, December 4, 2008 11:57 AM CST
Chanda and I welcomed a new addition to our family last week. At 0934 on November 26th, Lucas Dane Courtney arrived weighing in at 7lbs 10ozs. Chanda and baby are doing very well. We are both extremely happy and can not wait to tell young Lucas all about his big brother. We know that Jacob will be watching over the three of us and will occasionally give us little signs to let us know he is there.
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Thursday, July 3, 2008 9:44 AM CDT
I have had a recurring dream since Jacob left us. Chanda and I are standing on the side lines of a football field and in front of us is a grown boy in football uniform and he is facing away from us and his jersey has “COURTNEY” on the back. I can remember being so excited and when I would wake up I thought of how my Dad must have felt when I was playing ball. I can see it in my head even when I am awake, it was so real. I had accepted that this dream would never come true and that realization left a hole in my heart.
I am proud to say that Chanda and I are expecting a baby boy who will arrive in November. We are excited and sad because we both know that Jacob would have been a fantastic Big Brother. We will, however, have the pleasure of telling little brother all about Jacob and making sure he knows how great he was. Chanda and I both want to make sure that little brother grows up knowing Jacob from our stories and seeing Jacob in pictures and video.
We are smiling and I know Jake is too.
Thursday, July 3, 2008 9:41 AM CDT
I have had a recurring dream since Jacob left us. Chanda and I are standing on the side lines of a football field and in front of us is a grown boy in football uniform and he is facing away from us and his jersey has “Courtney” on the back. I can remember being so excited and when I would wake up I thought of how my Dad must have felt when I was playing ball. I can see it in my head even when I am awake, it was so real. I had accepted that this dream would never come true and that realization left a hole in my heart.
I am proud to say that Chanda and I are expecting a baby boy who will arrive in November. We are excited and sad because we both know that Jacob would have been a fantastic Big Brother. We will, however, have the pleasure of telling little brother all about Jacob and making sure he knows how great he was. Chanda and I both want to make sure that little brother grows up knowing Jacob from our stories and seeing Jacob in pictures and video.
We are smiling and I know Jake is too.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Yes, it is possible to live and breathe with a broken heart after the death of a child. The hard part is wanting to live and breathe.
Our dear friend Harrison lost his battle on 2/17.
I imagine Jake and Harrison in heaven together, sharing TRANSFORMERS for once!
Our hearts go out to the Nichols family, life is truly unfair.
Today Harrison would have turned 9, happy birthday Harrison, I hope you and Jake are eating green cupcakes in heaven.
Friday, February 8, 2008
As Valentines Day approaches, I wanted to post this sweet photo of our little man. Daddy and I bought him this singing kitten for Valentines Day that year and it sang “You are my sunshine”. Jake absolutely loved it because I use to sing that very same song to him all the time, and trust my singing voice ain’t great at all, but he sure loved it. He was the light of our lives, our everything. Our empty arms ache so badly for him every minute…
Jake, if you are reading this, Mommy and Daddy love you bigger than a dinosaur, bigger than the Milky Way, bigger than the universe, infinity…
Hug your children everyday…and tell them how very much you love them, no matter how your day is going, you never know when things can change.
Sending prayers for our friend Harrison, we are thinking of you all.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Today our sweet boy would have turned 9 years old. Brian and I still cannot believe he has been gone 4 years.
The holidays are always tough to take; they are not merry or happy for us. We are faced with the anniversary of Jake's passing and a week later Christmas, then a week later his birthday. Pretty painful...
Each day will always be a struggle without him. He loved the holidays and all the festivities so much.
We hope you will remember Jacob today on his 9th birthday, whether you sent a balloon up into the sky or you sang happy birthday to him, we appreciate you remembering him and I know Jake would be thrilled. He touched so many people deeply.
Happy Birthday little man, Daddy and I miss you more and more every single day.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007 5:27 PM CDT
When we are asked “How are you doing?”
Well, that really depends; you see, we are putting one foot in front of the other. We are still struggling to get out of bed each morning to face the day. Yes, I admit that just this year the fog has lifted a bit; we’ve found that we can laugh and not feel guilty about it as often. We can have a good day, if that is considered a “good day”, we like to refer to them as better days...
We don’t expect anyone to understand when we share our hearts on this page, we are just venting in our world of grief. There is not one minute Brian and I don’t think about Jacob Aaron. He was the love of our lives and we miss him terribly. I still feel his little hand on the back of my neck with his little fingers wrapping around my hair. What I would give to have him back, even for a day, a minute….
Another one of our dear friends passed away on Monday from Cancer. Jake’s Grama Brenda lost her battle to lung cancer. She was just diagnosed in November of last year. We will miss her terribly; however we have peace knowing she’s with Jake. Between Brenda and Patty now in heaven with Jake, our hearts have a little more peace...
Until next time, thank you for caring even after all this time.
Thursday, April 12, 2007 1:33 PM CDT
“A heart is unpractical, until it can be made unbreakable”
-The Wizard of Oz
Those words never meant so much until witnessing Jake go through so much unimaginable pain and suffering for such a long period of time.
Watching Jacob draw his very last breath will forever haunt us. We relive that last moment a lot, most of the time over and over in our minds. Could we have done anything different? Should we have chosen one doctor or treatment method over another? These are the many battles we both face everyday.
Time passes, and the world keeps turning for everyone, except us. It’s hard not to be bitter or angry. The pain of losing him is still very real and ever present. The sky is a different color of blue with out Jake here.
Holidays are especially hard. Jake loved Easter; he loved coloring eggs and everything that went along with it. It’s very difficult enjoying or celebrating anything without him.
We are however, trying to focus on something positive. Jake's 4th annual golf tournament will be Wednesday June 13, 2007. It will be held at Regent Park Golf Club in Fort Mill, SC. This tournament will benefit families that struggle financially, while caring for their child when they are sick or in the hospital for a lengthy period. If you or anyone you know would like to come out and golf or you would like to make a donation, simply go to our web site www.swingingforkids.org and register to play for this great cause.
Tuesday, January 2, 2007 6:49 PM CST
Heard the preacher at the service
Declare you'd gone home that day
To meet the Maker and His servants
And take a rest amidst His grace
He said now that you're in heaven
Your trials on earth are through
But I didn't hear him mention
If heaven's good enough for you
He claimed you feel no more sorrow
Since you're free from all life's fears
But can the blessed on God's mountain
Love you more than I down here
I was raised not to question
Promises the Bible makes
But how could the Almighty
Make such a terrible mistake
Did the Lord's illumination
Shine upon you from His throne
When He witnessed my sweet angel
Suffer on the long road home
If there's really no more teardrops
And the streets are paved with gold
Send me down some reassurance
I don't believe what I've been told
If there really is a kingdom
Where you start your life anew
Won't you please somehow convince me
That heaven's good enough for you
Artist/Band: Allison Moorer
Lyrics for Song:
Is Heaven Good Enough For You
Tuesday, January 2, 2007 6:49 PM CST
Heard the preacher at the service
Declare you'd gone home that day
To meet the Maker and His servants
And take a rest amidst His grace
He said now that you're in heaven
Your trials on earth are through
But I didn't hear him mention
If heaven's good enough for you
He claimed you feel no more sorrow
Since you're free from all life's fears
But can the blessed on God's mountain
Love you more than I down here
I was raised not to question
Promises the Bible makes
But how could the Almighty
Make such a terrible mistake
Did the Lord's illumination
Shine upon you from His throne
When He witnessed my sweet angel
Suffer on the long road home
If there's really no more teardrops
And the streets are paved with gold
Send me down some reassurance
I don't believe what I've been told
If there really is a kingdom
Where you start your life anew
Won't you please somehow convince me
That heaven's good enough for you
Artist/Band: Allison Moorer
Lyrics for Song:
Is Heaven Good Enough For You
Tuesday, January 2, 2007 6:49 PM CST
Heard the preacher at the service
Declare you'd gone home that day
To meet the Maker and His servants
And take a rest amidst His grace
He said now that you're in heaven
Your trials on earth are through
But I didn't hear him mention
If heaven's good enough for you
He claimed you feel no more sorrow
Since you're free from all life's fears
But can the blessed on God's mountain
Love you more than I down here
I was raised not to question
Promises the Bible makes
But how could the Almighty
Make such a terrible mistake
Did the Lord's illumination
Shine upon you from His throne
When He witnessed my sweet angel
Suffer on the long road home
If there's really no more teardrops
And the streets are paved with gold
Send me down some reassurance
I don't believe what I've been told
If there really is a kingdom
Where you start your life anew
Won't you please somehow convince me
That heaven's good enough for you
Artist/Band: Allison Moorer
Lyrics for Song:
Is Heaven Good Enough For You
Wednesday, December 13, 2006 4:27 PM CST
Someone once said losing their loved one was like a having a hole in your heart, that when the wind blew you could feel it go through... grief is just like that and so much more but that's close to how my sorrow feels.
This is such a happy time for many, but not us. I read something today that said it's okay to let the season pass without celebration. Well, the tree is up and that's about it.
Brian and I were discussing how if Jake was here, how the gifts would be flowing over, under the tree. How he would have asked for everything he saw a commercial for. How excited he would be that Santa would be coming.
This year we are buying gifts in Jake's memory for the hospitals toy chest. It cracked me up, because Ms. Susan would just give Jake the run of the chest (what cute kid could she say no to?) Man, he thought that was HIS toy chest.
January 2, 2007 Jacob Aaron would have been 8 years old. My baby would have been in second grade, playing soccer, baseball and in karate.
Can you believe it?
I can't, I still can't believe he's gone.....
Monday, September 25, 2006 8:03 PM CDT
It's been a long time, since I updated here...
It is with a heavy heart that I tell you Jake's "Auntie Pat" has joined him in heaven tonight. Brian and I are completely devastated; our hearts absolutely break for her husband Jeff and for the Price / Carbone / Shembari families. Pat was diagnosed with an AVM only a few short months ago. She was set to undergo the removal of the AVM which was located in her brain on September 8th and never regained consciousness. After complications from brain swelling and several unfortunate surgical set backs we lost her tonight.
Brian and I just cannot believe it, our hearts are breaking right now for her husband "Uncle Jeff" and her family in New Jersey. Life is full of unexpected sucker punches. If you love someone, let them know right now.
We have some peace knowing Jacob Aaron was waiting (impatiently) on his "Auntie Pat", hoping she brought him a "surprise". It gives Brian and me great comfort knowing she is with our baby. Brian and I will miss her terribly. I know I will never have another friend like Pat; she was the very best friend I've ever had. She and her family in New Jersey welcomed me, Jake & Brian into their lives while Jake was treated at Sloan Kettering, re-adjusting their lives and joining our emotional roller coaster all for the love of one little boy named Jacob. I cannot tell you how much we appreciated being able to get out of the "city" (NYC) to seek refuge in Bricktown, NJ. For the love we were shown and the sanity we received, I'm so very grateful. Thank you Patty for being the best friend a girl could ever have. I miss you so much.
Please remember Jeff and Patty's family in your prayers, all of our days ahead without Patty will be extremely broken without her in our lives.
Jeff respectfully requests in lieu of cards or flowers memorials made in memory of Patricia Price to:
GODSTOCK:
PO Box 661
China Grove, NC 28023
Thursday, July 20, 2006 3:25 PM CDT
Jacob loved to swim. We would call him our “little water baby”. Once he would get in the water, it was off to the races. Of course, he couldn’t always get in the water when he wanted because of the access port. But the times that he was not accessed, he was in the water. Now when we go to the pool, it never fails, there will be a family there and their little boy will be jumping in and splashing around. It's good to see a happy family, but it still hurts a little. Jacob would have his arm floats on and jump in to Chanda, climb back out and jump in again. He got the whole love for the water from his mom, you can’t keep her out of the pool either. It would fill my heart with pride every time I would see them together. Whether they were swimming together or walking or anything. I could stare at them for hours and smile. I figure Jacob would be about chest high now. He would probably be playing t-ball and any other sport that could hold his interest. I am sure he would love to play the video games that kids play today. Although his dad would have rather been playing games in the line of Pac-Man or Asteroids. I do believe he would have gotten bored with those.
Life would have been so much easier if we would not have lost Jacob.
I love you Jacob Aaron Courtney.
Dad
Tuesday, May 2, 2006 1:51 PM CDT
To begin, Chanda and I would like to thank everyone who is still checking in on us. We are getting along. We really appreciate the entries that you all are making. Yes, we are still reading them. I have not made an update in a while, for that I apologize. When we read the entries that are still being made, it brightens our day. Sometimes I am at a low point and I can go to the website and read a while and it helps. Some of the stories about Jake I have never heard. Keep them coming.
We found a disposable camera from Toys for Us (that's how Jake would say it), that had some pictures on it. We got them developed and it was pictures that Jacob had taken. You could tell what was important to him, a bunch of pictures of Transformers and his mom. It was a treat to get to see things the way that he did. Small treasures that we will never forget.
Brian
Thursday, January 26, 2006 8:17 AM CST
My dear Jacob,
Mommy is getting a new puppy. She is very excited and I know you would be too. We have decided to name her Pwiget. Why Pwiget? Well, we remember how we would read Winnie the Pooh to you or watch the movie with you and instead of saying Piglet, you would say Pwiget. We have thought of other names but we keep coming back to that. You have probably already seen her. I have a feeling you are with us everyday. I don’t think your cat, Mischief, will think too much of the puppy. But, I am sure he will get along with her, eventually. Just think. You will be able to watch the puppy chasing the cat all around the house. Kinda reminds you of Milo and Otis, doesn’t it? I know they would love to play with you. Maybe they will. Mischief still goes in your room and sleeps at your feet, like he used to. We’ll come home and can’t find him. After we look around a while, we find him curled up on your bed. We hung a Transformer on the Christmas tree this year. But, I guess you already knew that. I think next year we’ll put up a second tree with only Transformers on it. A Transformer Tree. Cool, huh.
I wish you were here.
I love you.
Dad
Friday, December 16, 2005 12:59 AM CST
Jacob,
Mommy and Daddy miss you terribly. We are getting by. Another Christmas is upon us, without you. The holidays do not seem complete since you have been gone. We talk about you every day and think about you every minute. Sometimes I dream about you and I swear I can feel you with me. It is comforting at times and sometimes it angers me because you are no longer here. All I ever wanted was to be a father. I remember the day you were born, it took my breath away. I spent the whole night watching you and making sure you were okay. I was so proud of you. You were the best thing that has ever happened to me.
Merry Christmas little man.
I love you.
Dad
Thursday, October 13, 2005 1:55 PM CDT
Regret.
Regret comes in many forms. The dictionary says: to feel sorry, disappointed, or distressed about. To remember with a feeling of loss or sorrow; mourn.
I am going to tell you a story of regret. Along with regret comes guilt and guilt can be a M.F.. There were times when Jacob was still with us that he would want me to play with him or watch TV with him and instead I would either be too busy or too lazy. He loved to lie in mommy and daddies bed and watch videos. During commercials he would holler at me to come in and watch with him and for whatever reason, I would not. Regret. It is a short word that holds a punch that will knock a grown man to his knees, and it has. “Daddy, let’s go swing!” “Not right now, daddies busy.” To turn down a sweet boy who only wanted to swing. What he must have thought.
So many times I would have to leave him. Whether it was to go to work or drop them off at the airport to fly to New York. I was always leaving or they were. Always saying goodbye and telling Jake that I would see him soon. For weeks all I had was phone calls to hold me over until the next time I would see them, and then say goodbye again. I regret not quitting work and doing what some of the other fathers did, stay with their families. It would have been a struggle financially, so what. I would have had so much more time with Jake, time I will never get back. Time that I would give anything for right now.
I think I have written about this before. Maybe I worded it different or told different stories.
Bottom line is, try to live your life so that you do not have regrets.
Dad
Monday, June 27, 2005 1:47 PM CDT
Stating the obvious, it has been a long time since the last update. Nothing really going on here. A few “holidays” have come and gone. I have a picture that Jake gave me for Fathers Day a few years back. The frame has a recorder on it. Jake says, “There’s a snake in my boot.” He pauses then says, “Happy Fathers Day daddy, I love you very much.” Such a sweet and loving little boy. The picture is the day we got back from Tweetsie Railroad. He had his cowboy hat on, his six shooter in hand, and Thomas the Tank Engine painted on his cheek.
The Jacob Aaron Courtney Golf Pro-Am went really well. Thank you all for coming out. The money raised was for Godstock. They helped us out a lot while Jacob was here. My family came into town as did Chanda’s. What would we do without family?
It is not easy to hold our heads up, but it is possible when we try hard. Some days we don’t feel like trying very hard. If you happen upon us while we are having one of those days, please excuse us.
Jacob is all around us in pictures and in spirit. We both talk to him a lot. We will see something or hear something and we will comment that Jake would have loved to have seen/heard that. Any social gatherings, such as the golf outing, Jake would have been working the room meeting everyone. One of our friends’ daughter makes a point whenever she has balloons to release a few for Jacob. We love that no one is forgetting our son. That may sound bad. How could anyone forget a child that impacted so many lives?
Not possible.
Dad
Friday, March 4, 2005 12:48 AM CST
It has been a while since the last update. I have a lot of feelings, but there does not seem to be any words to express how I feel. Lonely, cheated, distraught, angry. Okay, so there are a few words. We are puttering along through the day to day. Dealing with the awkward moments that always seem to pop up. “Wow. Married for twelve years. How many children do you have?” First, you remind yourself that the things that have happened were in our lives, not theirs. How would anybody know? So you bite your lip and try to let them know without breaking down. “We have one son, he would have been six.” The confusion on there faces tells you that they are embarrassed for asking and no one needs to feel that way. I continue with, “We lost our son to cancer, he fought hard for a long time.” We never want anyone to feel uncomfortable about speaking about or telling stories about Jacob. We love to hear all the different takes people have of our son. Some of the stories may make us cry, but don’t stop. We are crying because we miss him, not because someone is telling the story. We are both proud parents of the toughest kid in the whole world.
If you are listening up there, please take care of our baby.
We miss you Jake.
Friday, January 28, 2005 12:07 AM CST
I have been trying to think of something to put on this page for a few weeks, but the words are not there. I am sad. I feel like everyday is the same and I am just going through the motions. Go to work. Go home. Go to bed. And repeat. There is a giant cloud over me that has sucked out the life. I have nothing to look forward to and I really don’t want anything. I miss Jacobs little hand in mine. The looks he would give me. He would hug me and say, “Oh dad, I love you.” I could tell that even at his age, he really understood what love was and everything it meant. I am fighting back tears right now. It hasn’t helped to cry. I have done it, a lot. I have gotten advice from people and don’t get me wrong, I appreciate it. But, it hasn’t helped. I hate not having Jacob here with me. I am jealous of God. He has my sweet boy and I am left here. Hold your head up, be strong for Jacob. I hear you! It is not that easy. Every smile that I happen to smile is quickly replaced with a blank stare. I don’t want to smile. Why should I force myself to smile, to laugh? Nothing will ever replace the feeling of love that I felt when I was with Jacob. He made me strong. He made me want to get up every morning and tackle the day. I am writing this and I can hear every ones advice, “You should still stay strong for Jacob. He is still with you.” I know! But again, not helping. At times it seems that the whole thing, Jacob being here, was a dream. Other times his pain and suffering is as real as the day is long. Life will never be as it was without Jacob.
Thursday, December 30, 2004 10:23 AM CST
As Jacobs sixth birthday approaches I am with mixed feelings. On one side I am grateful that Jacob is not suffering. On the other, I miss him terribly. As most people are celebrating the holidays, we are trying. One thing I am not sure I have done is thank all the people out there that helped us while Jacob was here. To all the nurses and doctors, thank you for taking such great care of my son. I know that without you Jacob would not have been as comfortable or have lived as long. Some of you helped in other ways. Maybe by being with us to help us walk when we wobbled. Some may not have been here physically, but were praying for us. I have read the entries and the support is enormous. Thank you. I especially enjoy hearing someone refer to themselves as a “Jake Fan”. I thought that Chanda and I were the only ones. To all the parents out there who have more than a picture to look at, grab your child and hug them. Hug them once for you, and if you don’t mind, hug them once for Jacob.
Friday, November 19, 2004 12:53 AM CST
Will I ever see you again? My heart has a hole in it and it makes it tough to live. I miss everything about you. You would get mad at your mommy when she made you get out of the hospital bed and walk. She is the reason that you would heal faster. If you would have just lain there, you would have gotten much worse. We tried to make it fun. Maybe play hockey in the hallway. Or go out there and blow bubbles. You really loved blowing bubbles. I hated having to leave you in the room and eating in the hallway. I know how the smell of food would sometimes make you sick. When you did get sick, you would always say that you were sorry. You didn’t have to say that. Getting sick was not your fault. I told you that one time and you said, “Yeah, it’s that damn chemo.” So grown up for a small boy. I learned so much from you. The pain that you went through is unforgivable. Mommy and Daddy are sorry that you had to go through it. We would have both given our lives so that you would not have to go through what you did. Remember when you would sleep in between mommy and me? You were the cheese in our snuggle sandwich.
I miss our cheese.
Friday, October 29, 2004 9:11 AM CDT
Halloween. One of Jacob and Chanda’s favorite holidays. Since Jacob first arrived right up through his treatments, it did not matter what he felt like, he loved it. One year he was a little clown and Chanda colored his nose with red lipstick. Another year he was a skeleton, no, Spiderman, no. He changed his mind every time they went to the store. That’s okay, variety. Choices. That’s what I’m talking about. Last night Chanda started giggling so I asked what was going on. She told me she was thinking about when Jacob would take a bath he would splash the water and laugh and say “Splashin the water like crazy!” The more he splashed the harder he would laugh. He would be laughing so hard only part of the sentence would come out, “Splashin crazy!” It wasn’t long before the three of us were laughing and the floor was covered in water.
Inside joke: Hey, JohnBouk, what did ya bring me?
Monday, October 18, 2004 2:53 PM CDT
Ten months. In some ways it feels like it has been ten years, in other ways, 10 minutes. The longing to hold my son again consumes most of my days. I know that Chanda feels the same way. We deal with this differently. We both try to keep busy at work and at home. Yet another kick in the sack today. I had the pleasant task of updating my benefits today at work. Deleting something has never hurt so much in my life. A message popped up after I checked the box beside Jacobs name, “are you sure you want to delete?” NO!
Friday, October 1, 2004 7:45 PM CDT
We are going through the worst possible experience that any couple could expect to go through. And to be quite truthful, it sucks. The days pass by, slowly, and the hurt is there constantly. In stores I might hear a child say daddy, my heart stops because the child sounds remotely like Jacob. I miss Jacob saying daddy. I watch dads everyday walking with their sons, who are the age that Jacob would be, holding their hand or carrying them. Jealousy is the first thing that comes to me. Why are some chosen to bear such a weight? Some days I feel Jacob with me. Jacob would tell me he would always be with me, I hope so. Well little buddy, I need you now more than ever. Sweet dreams little man.
Monday- September 13, 2004
I have a few theories, and I am sure some people may not understand. I am not sure that I understand. Some of you may not want to read any further. So, all of you Bible thumpin tree huggers, hold onto your shorts.
Chanda and I have discussed this subject on many occasions. For years we prayed that God take Jacobs pain away. Even asking for Him to give us the pain, ten fold if need be, just let us have our son. Well I think He was listening, but didn’t quite understand what we were shooting for. He did take Jacobs pain away and He did give us great pain, but like I said, not quite what we were looking for. Now let’s move on to the whole Heaven and Hell issue. I think that as a group, we have the destinations mixed up. Yes, my son is in Heaven. There is no doubt there. Guess who is in Hell and where that might be? You guessed it, Hell is right outside your front door and all around you. We are living in Hell. Where else can your child be taken away from you by cancer? Where else can there be continuous death and dismay all around the earth? That’s right folks, right here. We have all the signs of Hell. People killing each other, parents starving and beating there children, hurricanes, fires, mass killings. Do you really think that the “bad” people go to Hell? If that is the case, then HELLO all of you “bad” people.
You do not have to agree or like what I have said, but I bet you will think about it.
Dad
Friday, January 16, 2004
Sunday will be one month since Jake passed. It still does not seem real.
I am still crying and wondering aimelesly through the house. So very painful without him. I cry all the time. Maybe that's good. I never did cry very much during the three years from hell, until toward the end of Jake's life.
I cannot check on anyone else's site, I have cut myself off from the CB world. Way too much pain involved. I can't read the entries, too painful, though very appreciated. I have decided to take care of myself for a while and try and learn to live minute by minute without my little man.
Brian and I are struggling with grief, but we keep Jake alive in conversation and we are trying to learn how to cope without him in our lives. It's very hard putting yourself first after loving a child so much and giving all your hope and faith and energy to his well being.
I don't know when my next update will be. This year will indeed be challenging. Brian and I sure do appreciate all of our friends whom we've met along the way via internet or in the flesh. It's aswesome to me knowing that there are such huge hearted folks in this world that care so much. And just think...if we didn't have Caringbridge...how much more difficult that would be to support, encourage, and grieve with one another.
Thank you Caringbrige & Supporters for allowing so much more love to come into our lives during this most very painful painful time in our lives.
Thank you Jake Fans for everything along the way.
XO
Want to make a difference? Here's a list of folks that helped our family through this hellacious nightmare. All the links are above. And Thank you in advance if you already have donated in Jake's memory.
Donate to Caringbridge
Donate to Godstock
Donate to Corporate Angel Network
Donate to The Ronald McDonald House of NYC
Donate to the NCCS
All the links are above and will make a difference for a family in one way, shape or form..
Monday, January 12, 2004
Hello All~
We are back, and Granny Lu gave us a hell of a scare. She was moved to a regular room after 4 days in intermediate care ( a step sown from icu) and should be transferred to a rehabilatation center who knows when, depending on how stable she remains. It seems she stopped taking her medicines and thats when things went down hill. She says she's rebelling. Now I know I come by it honestly. I love her so much, we all do. She's a wonderful Grandmother. I'm continuing to pray she gets stronger everyday.
We are both still exhausted, I cried all the way home yesterday from Atlanta. My face looks like a blowfish, and I'm sick as a dog, I've been fighting crapiteUS for a month. I'm taking myself to the doc this morning.
The house is so still. So empty, without warmth and joy. I cried all night. We miss Jacob so bad, the pain is unberable at times. I just bury my head in a pillow and scream. I sleep with his pillow and one of his blankets for comfort. The pain in my heart is just so deep. As a friend asked me, How do you get over wonderful? Never, I never will get over it....How can anyone get over the death of a loved one? In fact as time goes by it hurts worse. My heart is so broken into dust, not shards. Forget picking up the pieces, we are just trying to make it by each minute.
I've had enough today.
Sunday, January 11, 2004
Hello Jake Fans~
We have returned from Atlanta EXHAUSTED. Granny Lu gave us all a hell of a scare, bit she making the road down to recovery thank god. Long story short, it was really good seeing my family, but Brian and I need some US time right now BAD.
I have cried ALL DANG DAY about Jake, My eyes are so swollen I can haltf-type.
I pain is so deep it hurts danmit!The despair and hollow feelings are just freaking BRUTAL!
Wr miss our monkey luv bug so bad. And one friend said to me tonight "How do you get over wonderful"? Well I can tell you it is not possible am I really don't give not one.... but two craps what ANYONE SAYS to me EVER!!! We gotta do this our way...period,
VENTING VENTING INFINITY!
Very broken hearted,
Chanda Mommy to the Jakster....
XO
Wednesday, January 7, 2004
Brian and I made it home around 2AM on Tuesday morning. Thank you to all who provided the funds for our air travel, you all are so generous and we appreciate you thinking of us very much. We are exhausted but the trip was really good for us all. A very special Thank you to Chris for picking us up from the airport and being there for us when we came home to this empty house. Brian and I appreciate all you, Lisa and Kaitlyn have done for us. We love you guys.
Life without Jake is empty, hollow. It's horribly difficult to breathe and every second there is a reminder of our monkey in every way shape or form. Going to the grocery store yesterday was horrific. I intentionally tried to avoid those isles that Jake and I HAD to venture down, just to HAVE TO BE FORCED TO GO DOWN THEM ANYWAY DAMNIT! Life IS SO UNFAIR. WE WANT HIM BACK! Our hearts are so broken and heavy with extreme grief and devastation. Every minute is a complete struggle. We smile, but inside we are so heartbroken. I know time will ease the pain, but GOD HELP ME I NEVER KNEW WE COULD HURT SO DEEPLY. Jacob was our life, he was the reason we did EVERYTHING. We wander around aimlessly, trying to get to know each other again without him. Daddy will always be Daddy and I will always be Mommy, we still call each other that. My thoughts and prayers are centered around Brian's and my peace and comfort. This pain is so unberable. I'm counting on Jesus for comfort. I saw the sunset tonight in Charlotte, and I was in awe.... God is awesome...I know Jake is running and jumping and playing and singing...LORD did that child love to sing! We all loved to sing together. God I miss that..
On yet another sad note..My Grandmother is very ill, Jake's Granny Lu. So, we are headed out again in the AM to see about her. Please keep her in your prayers for comfort and peace.
Sunday, January 4, 2004
The balloon release was awesome. Our family gathered around and released a rainbow into the sky for our little man. Brian and I sobbed as we whispered "Happy Birthday to you....Happy Birthday to you...Happy Brithday dear Jacob.....Happy Birthday to you.....
And of course in tru Jake style the blue balloon shot off like a rocket into the sky, it was incredible. It was a crystal clear mild sunny day and Jake made that possible for us to celebrate his life.
It's terrlibly difficult to breathe without him. He is our heart and soul, our shining star, our absolute hero. We are devastated without him. MY HEART SCREAMS Time does NOT make it better. That's bunch OF &