My family tragically lost my sister Jessica, in a car accident, 7 years ago tomorrow. She was 16 years old. I don't really know what to say or write about it. I've wanted to off and on. It's so painful at times...
I know that the only thing that I have left to cling on to, when it's all said and done, is the hope that we have in Christ.
Since I've moved from home it's kind of hard not to be around family this time of year. It's like you feel the wave of grief coming.
I've been back and forth and seen family and home a number of times. When I went home a few months ago, I didn't realize how much my family's house would make me miss Jessica. Our old room, bathroom and closets we shared, family pictures, dolls she had, pictures she painted, being at the dining table and in the kitchen. It's weird because when everyone's together I still look for her. I think everyone does.
Most of the time it's not THE day of July 14, but the months, weeks, and random days that lead up to it will be hard. Or after. I love to talk about her and giggle, laugh and reminisce. Some days I can't. The grief is still there, I think you must just get used to it. There is no "getting over it" either.
My sisters and I recently made a memory book to put all of her pictures, drawings and memories in and I wanted to share a few things we put in there....
This is about me Jessica Marie
I do not like school very much
If it was not mandatory
Than I don't think I would be here
I would be working
Or probably married and on with my life
I love children and I want a lot of them
Six to twelve,
Some people think that's wild
But that is me
I want a house in the mountains,
I want my husband to be a Christian first of all
But also strong and loving
My family is not like many others
Its almost secluded from the world
It's more like a team with coaches (Mom and Papa)
It is love, and joy
Along with everyone's dreams put together
Most importantly our family is God's not our own.
I am out to change the world
How you might ask? One person at a time.
What I mean is that I am pursuing to be a missionary.
I am going to Africa
I am going to hold and care for children
Who don't have families
And I will whisper in their ear a secret
One so powerful it will change their lives and eternities
I will tell them about their creator, saviour, and their heavenly father. Jesus.
I believe that is my intent in life
I also believe that God has sent every person on this earth
To fulfill a purpose
It might not be big or small
But it will be meaningful
-Jessica
Same poem here, in her funeral bulletin |
Freshman year tennis team picture |
At a swim meet, determined to learn to play guitar |
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