Just a note from this side of Heaven on your birthday.
To tell you I love you.
I’m still trying to do something with your things. I am so sentimental. (Not like you weren’t the same when you were here. That’s part of the problem!! I still have the crap you were sentimental about.) I know that these earthly things have nothing important to them, but still. Don’t worry, son, despite the fact that they are the representation of your life here, I know things in my heart that last far longer and have more substance to them. I can’t wait to see you again. Well, I can wait, I am not quite ready to die if given my own choice, I have some things I think I need to do, but I am looking forward to eternity!
We are redoing a lot of this old house, your brothers have helped us a lot. Both John and Josh seem to know how to do so many things. I am grateful that they are smarter and quicker than me. Every room we redo and change, there are images that come into my mind at different rooms at different times in your life, that you have occupied in this old house. By the way, the mess is driving your Grandmother crazy. She and I talk about you all the time. She still laughs about much you like to cheat her at cards.
That’s the good thing about memories. I am glad we have so many of you.
Josh bought a house. You would like it.
Dad is missing you too. He is going back to elk camp. Your Uncle Brian even told me I could come for a couple of days this year if I wanted. I won’t take them up on it, but I sure did appreciate him loving me enough to ask.
They will be choosing a new cadet to get your Aggie scholarship. They are always very diligent to keep us informed of who gets it each semester. College Station has changed a lot. Remember that old speaker system you had? Remember butt pot, 99. I would love to hear what you think of Johnny Manziel.
This is a bit random, but, it’s just talking. That’s the part I miss, son.
Love you so much, Jake.
Tell all the others up there, Hi.Tell Dad and Gloria I love them too.
Janet
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You have once again brought me to tears (and that is not an easy thing to do) with your thoughts and love for Jake. He is lucky to have you for a Mom.
Dear Janet, you have an angel in heaven and he knows how much you love him. My heart is with you Amiga.
Happy birthday, Jake. Love you.
We miss you Jake, however we do have the random covered. Happy Birthday
Janet,
you alwasy make me tear up; think about the things that i should be doing with my son or wish he wanted to do with me and, finally, wish that i knew Jake. Your feelings are expressed so beautifully, I feel them and i hope that passing them along to Jake takes away the loss that you must feel.
No words . . . . . .