June 8, 1989 started off as any normal day. It was our last day of school and in a few short week's we would be permanently moving to California. I was finishing up my 1st year of high school as a freshman. My brother was finishing up his last year of middle school. I had my last 2 final exams and was not looking forward to it.
Jason was excited about moving to the west coast. We had already spent time in both California and Arizona the past couple of years. A summer long camping trip in Arizona. Part of that summer was spent at our Aunt and Uncles in Arizona. We got lot's of cousin time with 4 of our cousins during that visit. And had a blast being able to see them. We adventually headed back to Michigan at the end of that summer of 87 and back to school and the same ol daily life....
That fateful day after school i would have never thought that our life would change in such a drastic devastating way when Jason and i stepped off that bus. A train was coming down the tracks and we had to cross over it to get home. My brother never saw it coming, he ran off of the bus so quickly that i couldnt stop him to make sure he knew it was coming. He never saw it coming until it was too late. I remember seeing him start to turn back around but it was to late. The train clipped him in the head and it is a memory that will never leave my mind. It took year's for me to forget and be at peace. I so desperately miss him during the summer months. Next month he wouldve been turning 36 and i sometime's wonder what he would have been like as a adult. How many kids he would have had. Career.... im pretty damn sure it would have had something to do with computer's!! LOL :)
I've been walking down memory lane the past couple of day's just remembering my favorite memories of him that i have permanently locked into my heart. I pull those memories out every now and then with a smile on my face. I will never forget any of them memories they will alway's be safe in my heart.
1 of the few memories that i have of the day that we laid Jason to rest was my grandmother singing my brothers favorite song which my aunt's adventually got up and joined her to help her get through singing it. This song often runs through my head just because its 1 of my memories of him. which i will add to this posting along with a few of my favorite picture's of him.
R.I.P little brother I Love You!!
Amazing Grace!!
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