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JASON, OUR HEARTS WENT WITH YOU...


    
 

 NO AMOUNT OF TIME..WILL EVER MAKE THE HEART..
                                        THE SAME...AGAIN  
 
                   
       
WE HOLD YOU CLOSE WITHIN OUR HEARTS
        AND THERE YOU WILL REMAIN
        TO WALK WITH US THROUGHOUT OUR LIVES
                   UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN

        

                           
                 
                       
     
             WE DID NOT SEE YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES
                     OR HEAR YOUR FINAL BREATH
              WE ONLY HEARD THAT YOU WERE GONE
                       TOO LATE TO SAY GOODBYE   

                                           
           

        
A SILENT GRIEF THAT'S IN OUR HEARTS
         NO HUMAN EYE CAN SEE
         FOR MANY A BROKEN HEART IS HID
         BENEATH A SMILING FACE...WE LOVE YOU, JASON

                              

       

               

                    
                   
       OUR LOSS IS NOT IN THE LIFE WE HAD WITH HIM; OUR
        LOSS IS IN THE LIFE WE COULD HAVE HAD WITH HIM
 
                                                       
             
   
OUR WORLD COLLAPSED THE MOMENT YOUR HEART
                       STOPPED        B E A T I N G              
                             
                      THIS IS NOT GOODBYE
            HE IS NOT FAR ~ HE IS ALWAYS NEAR
          IN MEMORY OF OUR SON AND BROTHER
                      JASON YOU ARE LOVED
              FOREVER UNTIL THE END OF TIME 
 
                           
    
  
 
  
  
                               "   
LATER  J  "
     
        
       
MY HEART ACHES WITH SADNESS FOR A FACE
               I CANNOT SEE; ONLY GOD KNOWS WHY
                        THIS HAD TO BE
                    
GOD FORGOT TO ASK IF IT WAS OKAY TO TAKE OUR SON
THEN I REALIZED I NEEDED TO ASK HIM TO TAKE CARE OF HIM
    

                
 
         
              
     
    
               
                 
FULL OF LAUGHTER, LIFE, LOVE & FUN
                         J A S O N ...... OUR PRECIOUS SON

                                 
                                                                                                                        
       IT  IS  HARD  TO  LIVE  WITHOUT  YOU
        NO  MATTER  HOW  HARD  WE  TRY

                   

         
       MY TIME WAS SHORT, AND I LIVED LIFE
   FAST, BUT WHEN ALL WAS SAID AND DONE:
                 I  REALLY  HAD  A  BLAST !!!
     
                                     
              TO THE WORLD YOU ARE ONE PERSON,
                   BUT TO US YOU ARE THE WORLD

                                                                           
                           

                 
                                           
                                     JASON'S  ROOM
                    I walk past it a dozen times a day,
                    Sometimes pausing at the door,
                    It hurts to look inside, It's not his room anymore
                    You see our boy is dead, only memories are there
                                           
                   
   
       I HAVE LOST A LIFE--NOT MY OWN, BUT IT  
          WOULD HAVE BEEN EASIER TO HAVE LOST MY OWN LIFE
         THAN TO HAVE LOST THE LIFE I LOVED MORE THAN MY OWN  
                                      ....JASON....
       
                    
    
       
                       
       
                      
                      
     WE  WERE  BLESSED  YOU  WERE  OURS
              IF ONLY FOR A WHILE       
         
         
                   
           
          
               
 
                             
           
               THIS IS NOT GOODBYE
      HE IS NOT FAR ~ HE IS ALWAYS NEAR
    IN MEMORY OF OUR SON AND BROTHER
                   JASON YOU ARE LOVED
           FOREVER UNTIL THE END OF TIME
 
            
                
       WE HAVE LOST OUR SON. A FUN LOVABLE BOY WHO
      WAS ONLY 18 YEARS OLD. JASON DIED ALONE ON
       THE STREET WITHOUT ME (HIS MOM), OR HIS DAD
       BY HIS SIDE. WE DID NOT GET TO SAY GOODBYE. WE
       DID NOT GET TO HOLD HIS HAND. WE DID NOT GET
       THE CHANCE TO TELL HIM ONE FINAL TIME THAT
       WE LOVE HIM, OR MOST IMPORTANTLY, NOT TO BE
       AFRAID.
      
 
        WE WERE RESTRAINED AT OUR HOME BY THE
        CHANDLER POLICE WHILE JASON'S BODY LIE
        COVERED BY A TARP ON THE STREET FOR
        HOURS UNTIL ALL SIGNS OF A FATAL
        ACCIDENT WERE WASHED AWAY. NOT EVEN
        ALLOWING OUR PRIEST TO BLESS HIM.       
                                                   
              
      
          YOUR LAST PARTING WISH WE WOULD HAVE
        LIKED TO HAVE HEARD, AND BREATHED IN
        YOUR EAR OUR LAST PARTING WORD .... ONLY
        THOSE WHO HAVE LOST ARE ABLE TO TELL THE
        PAIN IN THE HEART AT NOT SAYING GOODBYE 
                               
                   
                                           
                  
  WE LOST OUR CHILD, OUR BEAUTIFUL AND LOVING
  SON. HE WAS THE WORLD TO US AND NOW HE IS
  GONE. WE WILL NEVER BE THE SAME WITHOUT
  HIM. PLEASE DON'T FORGET JASON. WE WANT YOU
  TO KNOW THAT HE WAS HERE, THAT HE WAS LOVED, 
  THAT HE WAS ONE IN A MILLION. HE IS MISSED 
  EVERY SECOND OF EVEY MINUTE OF EVERY HOUR 
 OF EVERYDAY AND WILL BE FOREVER AND EVER.                                     
 
                    
 
                                        SINCE YOU LEFT US
        EVER SINCE YOU LEFT US NOTHING HAS BEEN THE SAME
        ALL OF OUR HAPPINESS HAS TURNED TO TEARS
        AS OUR WORST FEAR CAME UPON US
        EVERYDAY I WONDER WHY IT HAD TO HAPPEN TO YOU
        IN EVERYTHING I LOOK AT ~~~ I SEE YOU
        AND IN EVERYTHING I DO I CAN ONLY THINK OF YOU
        KNOWING THINGS HAPPEN FOR A REASON
        DOES NOT HELP US TO UNDERSTAND
        YOU HAD YOUR WHOLE LIFE AHEAD OF YOU
        AND SUDDENLY WITHOUT WARNING IT CAME TO AN END
           
                                   
 
       GOD FORGOT TO ASK IF IT WAS OKAY TO TAKE MY SON...
    THEN I REALIZED I NEEDED TO ASK HIM TO TAKE CARE OF HIM
 
                         
           
   WHEN JASON WAS KILLED WE NOT ONLY BURIED
   HIM, BUT ALSO THE LIFE THAT WE KNEW AND
   LIVED EVERYDAY. WHEN HE DIED, WE ALSO
   BURIED HIS FUTURE: WIFE, CHILDREN, HIS
   WEDDING DAY AND OUR FUTURE GRAND-
   CHILDREN. INTO THE CORNER OF JASON'S
   CASKET IS HIS ONCE HAPPY DAD. WE BURIED
   MY DAUGHTER'S ONLY SIBLING. WE BURIED
   HER FUTURE NIECES AND NEPHEWS. THERE WAS
   NOT ENOUGH ROOM IN JASON'S CASKET FOR ALL
   THE THINGS THAT DIED ALONG WITH HIM.
   DREAMS, HOPES, JOYS, LIVES, HEARTS AND
   SOULS SLIPPED INTO THAT CASKET WITH JASON
  
         
 
                        TEARS WITHOUT END
                      DAYS WITHOUT NIGHTS
                      NIGHT WITHOUT DAY
                      TIME WITHOUT FORGETTING
                      FOOD WITHOUT TASTE
                      SLEEP WITHOUT REST 
                      SORROW WITHOUT COMFORT
                      PAIN WITHOUT LIMIT
                      EMPTINESS WITHOUT BOTTOM
                      LIFE WITHOUT JASON
                           
                         
 
             IT HAS BEEN SAID TIME HEALS ALL WOUNDS.
          I DO NOT AGREE. THE WOUNDS REMAIN.  IN
          TIME THE MIND, PROTECTING IT'S SANITY,
          COVERS THEM WITH SCAR TISSUE AND THE
          PAIN LESSONS. BUT IT IS NEVER GONE.....
                          N E V E R   G O N E
                
           MY HEART STOPPED ..... WITH YOURS
           MY BREATH DIED    .....  WITH YOURS
           MY LIFE ENDED       ..... WITH YOURS
                                          
      FOR  PARENTS  WHOSE  CHILD  HAS  DIED,  TIME 
      DOES  SO  LITTLE  EXCEPT  TO CONTINUALLY 
       REMIND   US  OF  EXACTLY  HOW  MUCH WE HAVE
                                   L O S T 
                                       
                  
             
 YOU DO NOT GET OVER IT.  YOU JUST GET THROUGH
 IT. YOU DON'T GET BY IT BECAUSE IT IS EVERYWHERE.
 IT DOES NOT GET BETTER. IT JUST GETS DIFFERENT .
 EACH AND EVERYDAY.....GRIEF PUTS ON A NEW FACE 
 
                      
 
                 IF ONLY WE HAD ANOTHER MINUTE
                 ANOTHER DAY
                 ANOTHER CHANCE
                 TO HUG YOU
                 TO SEE YOU
                 TO HOLD YOU
                 IF ONLY A MOM AND DAD COULD GIVE YOU A KISS,
                 TELL YOU WE LOVE YOU AND SAY GOODBYE
                 IF ONLY.......WE HAD JASON
          

                         A HEART OF GOLD STOPPED BEATING;
                                TWO SHINING EYES AT REST
                           GOD BROKE OUR HEARTS TO PROVE
                                   HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST
 
                                
                                            
     OUR GRIEF IS OVERWHELMING AND OUR
      SON WILL REMAIN FOREVER LOCKED IN
                       OUR BROKEN HEARTS
                         
              
                                          
                             WHAT DID I DO WRONG?
     WHAT DID I DO THAT WENT SO WRONG?
     I TRIED TO TEACH YOU TO BE WISE AND STRONG.
   I LOOKED FORWARD TO SEEING YOU WITH FAMILY AND HOME
     I DIDN'T KNOW IT WOULD BE EARTH AND STONE.
     I'll NEVER SEE YOU WALK DOWN THAT AISLE,
     I'LL NEVER AGAIN SEE THAT WONDERFUL SMILE.
     MY HEART IS BREAKING THAT MUCH I CAN SAY,
     I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE YOU ON SOME DISTANT DAY.
     I AM NO LONGER AFRAID OF DYING.
     OUR DEAR, JASON, ONE DAY WE WILL BE TOGETHER,
     AND WE WILL REMAIN LIKE THAT FOREVER AND EVER.
 
                                  
      THE PAIN FROM THE DEATH OF A CHILD NEVER
     LEAVES US FOR IT IS A PART OF OUR LIVES THAT
     WILL FOREVER BE UNFINISHED AND COMPLETELY
                                    UNEXPLAINED
 
                
             
   The sadness, the anger, the loneliness...how
  could he be such a significant part of life
  and the world and then all of a sudden  
    Jason is wiped off the face of the earth ?    
    
                 
            
    THERE ARE NO WORDS TO DESCRIBE THE
               DEPTH OF OUR HEARTACHE  
             
            
                   JUST WHEN YOUR LIFE WAS THE BRIGHTEST,
                   JUST WHEN YOUR YEARS WERE THE BEST,
                   YOU WERE TAKEN FROM US
                   TO A HOME OF ETERNAL REST
 
        
                    
   GONE TO BE WITH GOD..WILL MEET YOU THERE
     
                
             WE MUST NOW BEGIN THE LIFELONG JOURNEY OF
             ACCEPTING THE UNACCEPTABLE: THE DEATH OF OUR
             SON.
             JASON, YOU ARE LOVED FOREVER AND ALWAYS UNTIL
             THE END OF TIME.
            
       
 
              
                
               
                   
                                     
   FOREVER LOVED, ALWAYS MISSED; TILL WE MEET AGAIN
                            OUR PRECIOUS SON
                        
                                     
              
   BECAUSE SOMEONE WE LOVE IS IN HEAVEN... 
          THERE'S A LITTLE BIT OF HEAVEN 
                      IN OUR HOME   

                         
 
  
       
                
                                                              
       
          
     JASON'S NEW WEBSITE:   WWW.JASONHIGHET.COM
                      
    
        A PHOTOGRAPH WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG
       SITS QUIETLY ON THE SHELF
       THOUGHTS OF YOU COME DRIFTING BACK
        I JUST CAN'T HELP MYSELF
        A PART OF ME JUST DISAPPEARED
        THE DAY YOU WENT AWAY
        AN EMPTY SPACE NOW FILLS MY HEART
        THERE ARE NO WORDS TO SAY
                                    
         
            
                                 
    
            
   
  
      I CAN REMEMBER THE HAPPINESS BUT I
                    CAN'T FEEL IT ANYMORE
 
                         
                                Silent night, lonely night
                      There's no presents, here's our tree
                                 Silent night, lonely night
          HAVING A CHILD IN HEAVEN CHANGES EVERYTHING
                         Jason, please come back to me
             Others wrap presents and tell of gifts they give
              While we are searching for flowers to bring to
                                        Jason's grave
     
                      
             
 
   LONELY IS OUR HOME WITHOUT YOU,
   LIFE TO US IS NOT THE SAME.
   ALL THE WORLD WOULD BE LIKE HEAVEN,
   IF WE COULD HAVE YOU BACK AGAIN.
   THE LIGHT FROM OUR HOUSEHOLD IS GONE,
   THE VOICE WE LOVED IS STILL,
   A PLACE IS VACANT IN OUR HOME,
   THAT NEVER CAN BE FILLED.
   MAY THE GOD OF LOVE AND MERCY,
   CARE FOR JASON WHO IS GONE,
   AND BLESS WITH CONSOLATION,
   THE THREE OF US LEFT TO CARRY ON.  
    
    
                               
I'll be home for Christmas, you can count on me
I'll be home for Christmas...

I hear the words on the radio and in my mind.
I see your face, your eyes, smiling at me.
I am filled with incredible sadness
knowing that you won't be home for Christmas,
Not this year, not next year,
Not anymore years ever again,
no matter how many times the song plays.
Everywhere people are getting ready
to celebrate the season,
while we are left to mourn your death
and wonder if it will ever
feel like Christmas again:
if we will ever feel happy again
without you home for Christmas.
And knowing the answer is no...We will not.
 
 
                                           
            
                        
                                                                               
      THE ABSENCE OF JASON IS EVERYWHERE 
     AS LONG AS I CAN DREAM, AS LONG AS I CAN THINK
     
AS LONG AS I HAVE MEMORY......I WILL LOVE YOU.
     AS LONG AS I HAVE EYES TO SEE AND EARS TO HEAR
     AS LONG AS I HAVE LIPS TO SPEAK...I WILL LOVE YOU.
     AS LONG AS THERE IS TIME, AS LONG AS I HAVE A BREATHE 
  TO SPEAK YOUR NAME....I WILL LOVE YOU! JASON, WE LOVE YOU.


        
         Full of laughter, life, love and fun
                          JASON, our precious son

     This website has been created in honor of our forever loved
     son, Jason, who was born in Florida on January 14, 1984,
     and was killed on July 14, 2002, in Chandler, Arizona. His
     life lasted 18 1/2 years to the exact minute. We will never
     understand how life can be so cruel. Jason said goodbye
     and told his dad he'd be back in a little while. Ed told him
     to be careful and his final words were, "Don't worry dad
     I've got my helmet." And then that's it. Shortly later:
                      Jason is dead on the street.
 
 
 
 
Do you know something about the "accident" that took our son's life?
PLEASE ANY INFORMATION whatsoever regarding the night Jason was 
killed: just email me.   Thank you
                                                      
             THIS I DO KNOW AND BELIEVE .........
                              GENESIS 9:6
       WHOEVER SHEDS MAN'S BLOOD,
   BY MAN SHALL HIS BLOOD BE SHED
                                                                  
                                    
                               JASON'S ROOM
         I walk past it a dozen times a day,
         Sometimes pausing at the door;
         It hurts to look inside, It's not his room anymore
         You see our boy is dead; Only memories are there
                                   
 

We visit with Jason all the time. However, we drive to the cemetary
to see him. To see your child's name etched on a headstone still feels
like a punch in the stomach. His name should be on a diploma, a
wedding invitation, a birth announcement, a business card anything
BUT NOT A HEADSTONE.

MISS YOU BEYOND WORDS & LOVE YOU EVEN MORE
      
                 
    
           Remember Jason (Forever 18)

           Remember him with a smile today
           He was not one for sadness
           Remember instead the memories
           Of all the happy times
           Recall to mind the way he spoke
           And all the things he said
           His strengths, his voice, the way he walked
           Remember these instead
           His eyes always shined with laughter
           So much of him will never die
           But live on forever after
           As we loved you, so we miss you 
           In our memory you are near
           Loved, remembered, longed for always
           Bringing many a silent tear

     NO FEAR: HE'S RIDING THE CLOUDS

                A life so young released to heaven.... 
                Left on earth we wonder "why?" 
                But some are sent among us briefly... 
                    Some have spirits meant to fly
 
                  
                DEEPLY LOVED, PAINFULLY MISSED
                                                                                 
  WE NEED TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE OKAY JASON BECAUSE
                               WE ARE NOT..............
   
                             
                    
      GOD RIPPED OUT OUR HEARTS......
           AND THEN SAID GO ON AND LIVE NOW

        

             A Tragic End to a Young Life
 
                   

       IF LOVE ALONE COULD HAVE SAVED YOU,   
              YOU NEVER WOULD HAVE DIED
        
  Jason is dead. It is still shocking to hear myself say it. There
  was nothing wrong with him. He was not sick. He was not old.
  He was a teenager. How could he be dead? He was active, he
  was healthy and so full of life. He was only 18. But life did not
  leave him on its own; his life was taken from him. It ended in
  a horrible way. He didn't just die; he was killed. Even saying
  he was in an accident is too kind. Dead..What a gut-wrenching
  word. One word that can literally make me sick. We did not
  loose Jason - we know where his body is laid to rest. To say
  he's gone implies he willingly went somewhere and may come
  back. Well, we have lost Jason and he is gone and the fact is:
  HE IS DEAD. He will not be coming back home. We will not 
  see him, hear him, touch him. His life here is over, it has  
  ended. That's it. No more. There was a past, but there is
  no future. Tomorrow will not be.....END OF STORY....
             
         MAY A THOUSAND ANGELS BE WATCHING
                    OVER YOU
          
      NOW TOGETHER IN HEAVEN, JASON & SAMMI   
                            
                                      
                                        
       I AM SO TIRED....
       I am tired of crying for my child.
       I am tired of being depressed.
       I am tired of longing for my child.
       I am tired of not being happy.
       I am tired of telling people my son is dead.
       I am tired of my son being dead.
       I am tired of not being able to remember what joy 
          feels like.
       I am tired of being angry.
       I am tired of feeling guilty.
       I am tired of missing my son.
       I am tired of being told it is a blessing I have an 
          angel in heaven.  
       I am tired of being misunderstood.
       I am tired of having to explain myself.
       I am so tired of death.
       I am tired of grieving.
       I am tired of grief.
       I am tired of asking why.
       I am tired of not getting an answer.
       I am tired of having to learn to live without Jason.
       I am tired of being indirectly told to "get over it".
       I am tired of reliving the night of his death over & over
         complete with tears and the emotional upheaval.
       I am tired of endless hours at the cemetery.
       I am tired of that street corner.
       I am soooo tired of not being able to remember...
       Every moment of my son's life.
       I am tired of being tired.
                
                              
         
  
         JASON MAY NOT HAVE BEEN HERE FOR A LONG
              TIME, BUT HE DID HAVE A GOOD TIME.

       

         MY TIME WAS SHORT, AND I LIVED LIFE 
      FAST, BUT WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE: 
                    I REALLY HAD A BLAST!!!
 
 
                                
As my life was ending tears fell from my eyes for all my life
I'd always thought I didn't want to die.I had so much to live
for, so much left to do. It seemed almost impossible that I 
was leaving all of you

                 
      A Real Friend is Hard to Find, Difficult to
                Leave and Impossible to Forget
      
    
            
          BUT NOW IT'S TIME I TRAVEL ALONE
     

                                   
                 
      If you knew Jason: you know it was all about his friends, 
      motorcycles, dirt bikes, atvs, and riding, lifted trucks -
      it had to be high (really high) and it had to be loud, 
      the wheels, the rims, the size of the tires, his friends, 
      4-wheeling, sand, mud, and did I mention ALL OF HIS
      FRIENDS and hanging out!! *his friends were most
      important and above all else*  and don't forget: the hair!!!

                         
 
    LIFE WAS HIS FRIEND~~FOR JASON KNEW HOW TO LIVE

 

            HE DIDN'T JUST RIDE HE COULD FLY

        
                               
                 
     
I DROPPED A TEAR IN THE OCEAN...WHEN THEY FIND IT...
           THAT'S WHEN I'LL STOP REMEMBERING YOU

        
 
     FAVORITE LBZ CAP, ALWAYS WORN BACKWARDS
       
 
       WE MISS YOU SO MUCH JASON, BECAUSE .......
                    THERE'S SO MUCH TO MISS
                       
                      
    

               TO THE WORLD YOU ARE ONE PERSON,BUT TO US 
                               YOU ARE THE WORLD

                     
            
      Bury your child and you bury your heart
If you are lucky enough to be living a happy life, how
wonderful for you. Plan your child's funeral, pick out 
a coffin; everything changes. Not one aspect of your
former life remains the same. Loose your child and 
you loose absolutely everything. Maybe in 10, 20 
years I will feel okay, but for now this is how it is.
 

    
                   
        

I have lost a life-not my own, but it would have
been easier to have lost my own life than to have
lost the life I loved more than my own, JASON


                      
         
   
  
 
             
                           
             
                 
    WE ARE HERE, YOU & ME, SIDE BY SIDE FOR ALWAYS
                                 
You will always be my dad...as I sit and look down 
from the heavens above, I point at you and proudly   
say:  "look, look, over there, that's him:  
                     THAT'S MY DAD"
   
 
  I know your heart is broken from the pain of losing me
            But one day we will finally meet in heaven
                    and it will be forever you and me 
                                                      
                            DADS AT GRAVES  
       I see them weep the fathers at the graves taking
       off the brave armor they are forced to wear in 
       the world. Clearing away the debris with gentle 
       hands, inhaling the sorrow, diminshed by anguish, 
       their hearts wishing what they cannot have--to
       walk with children no longer here--
                       
 
 When this road gets lonely and the journey seems too hard
 and I get to feeling sick inside and find it hard to carry on,
 if I close my eyes I can almost hear you say, "I love you DAD
 and I miss you, too, and I will see you soon."
  DEAR GOD:  PLEASE KISS MY SON GOODNIGHT
                                                                          
                                                         
    My dad is a survivor, which is no surprise to me.
      
 
I walk with my dad each day to lift him when he's down.
My dad is like a tower of strength. He is the greatest of
them all. I am his power when he is sad. I hold his hand,
I pat his shoulder and tell him I am okay. Now as I watch
over my saddened dad from the heavens up above...He
says he's the one who is so proud of me, but I say it is
my honor dad that I am called  YOUR SON.
                     
I WALK BESIDE YOU, WHEREVER 
YOU ARE, WHATEVER IT TAKES
NO MATTER HOW FAR                          
              

JASON & ED WERE MORE THAN FATHER & SON. THEY WERE BEST FRIENDS
                          WHEN JASON WAS KILLED, ED NOT ONLY
                                     LOST HIS ONE & ONLY SON
                    HE WAS ROBBED OF HIS BEST BUDDY FOR LIFE
   AND THAT WILL BREAK MY HEART FOR ED & FOR JASON FOREVER
                
                                              
       WE WALKED TOGETHER YOU AND I, A FATHER AND HIS SON
                          WE TALKED, WE LAUGHED, WE LIVED
                
WE HAD HOPES AND DREAMS FOR TOMORROW...
                              
BUT TOMORROW DIDN'T COME
   
WE WALKED TOGETHER YOU AND I, BUT ONLY FOR A SHORT TIME
                 
FOR ALL TOO SOON IT ENDED LEAVING PIECES OF A
                                   BROKEN HEART BEHIND
                
                                
                                        
   
                              
 Allison, forever a sister to Jason--must now live
                          without her brother
                    Suddenly she is an only child
        
WHERE ARE YOU? PLEASE COME BACK HOME,
DON'T LEAVE ME HERE ALONE. JASON, LIFE WITHOUT
YOU HERE JUST ISNT  THE SAME.YOU ARE SO FAR AWAY
AND I MISS YOU MORE EVERY PASSING DAY. WHY DID
YOU HAVE TO LEAVE? ONE DAY DEATH TOOK YOU 
                AWAY FROM ME. JASON I LOVE YOU.
                                   
                                        MY BROTHER 
                                     NOW IN HEAVEN
                       
  You are my brother not by choice, but by the
   nature of our birth. I could not have chosen
  a better one,you are the best there is on earth 
                               
                                   
                                              
                           A BROTHER IS FOREVER
         That is what they say. When you loose a loved 
         one their soul goes to heaven. That's what 
         happened to me for I lost my ONLY brother.
         I just always assumed Jason would be here
         forever. I know that I will see him again one
         day and I will never forget him ever because
 
                  I KNOW DEEP WITHIN MY HEART
                            A BROTHER IS FOREVER
     
                         
 
          
                                      
           There is always a face before me
           A voice I would love to hear
           A smile I will always remember
           Of a brother I loved so dear.
           Deep in my heart lives a picture,
           More precious than silver and gold,
           It is a picture of my brother,
           Whose memory will never grow old.
 
          
     I WILL SAY I LOVE YOU AND I WILL SEE YOU
     LATER. YOU WILL BE MY GUIDE FOR NOW 
                             AND FOREVER .
               WATCH OVER ME BIG BROTHER.          
 
      YOU SHOULD BE HERE WITH US JASON
              
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           OH!!  THE PAIN OF NOT SAYING GOODBYE
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Dear God,            
I know that Jason is home in heaven with you. I ask that you watch 
over him. Please send extra angels to help him adjust to being in
heaven and away from us. We are all here and he is not. He is alone.
He is young. He may need help. All I can do is pray. Is that enough? 
He did not want to leave us. With my last breath I beg of you to take
care of him. He was a good boy, a loving son and a great brother. 
Please send me a sign from heaven so I know Jason is in your hands.
                     Love from his broken-hearted mom

                                       

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        Our hearts are deeply and mortally wounded for life
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                   S E N D   T H E   B E S T
                   
                             
We lost our child, our beautiful and loving son.
He was the world to us and now he is gone. 
We will never be the same without him. Please
don't forget Jason. We want you to know that
he was here, that he was loved, that he was
one in a million. He is missed every second of
every minute of every hour of everyday and will
be forever and ever. 
 
                                                       
                          THE MENTION OF HIS NAME
The mention of Jason's name may bring tears to my eyes, but 
never fails to bring a smile to my heart and music to my ears.
           
If you really are my friend, let me hear the beautiful sound of his 
name. It soothes my broken heart and sings to my soul.
                         
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We miss you, Jason, more each day for life is not the same. To 
Queen of Heaven we do visit, placing flowers there with care.
But no one knows our heartache when we turn and HAVE TO
LEAVE YOU THERE. We speak your name with pride, reliving 
our memories of you by our side. God has you in his keeping,
we have you in our hearts.

           WE'LL LOVE YOU, JASON, FOREVER!!!


As I write this, I still cannot believe Jason is dead. I still cannot believe
this is how his life turned out. No one can imagine when they first hold
their newborn baby that this joyful moment would, down the road,
lead into the worse possible scenerio: DEATH. Parents still worry 
about their children long after they are buried. The parent/protector
doesn't just end with the funeral. Our lives are tied up in the what 
ifs and the whys and the constant thoughts of Jason's last moments
alive, alone on the pavement that we are doing all we can to just
survive day after day in this nightmare called, "our life".

     
     
  
                         LATER  J   
                      
       GOD BLESS YOU JASONWE WILL LOVE YOU
            UNTIL THE DAY WE
 DIEBE AT PEACE MY 
                     SON . YOU WERE THE BEST............

               
                                                                                                            
Tributes and Condolences
Sad Goodbye   / Jason Gone To Wherever Forever Is
You never said, "I'm leaving,". You never said "Goodbye".
You were gone before we knew it, & only God knew why.
A million times we needed you. A million times we've cried
If love alone could save you, Jason neve...  Continue >>
THINKING OF YOU ~   / BECKY~MOTHER TO FFF JARRETT LITTLE
 
Happy Thanksgiving...God Bless!   / Fam. Of Scott &. Samantha Myers
Thanksgiving prayer at dinner Nov 27,2014   / Kelli George's Mom Lorraine (Connected by Angels )
‚ÄúDear God, we are here to express our gratitude for all your blessings. You have given us so much, not only providing what we need to live, but in giving us yourself. We are richly blessed, and it is right to acknowledge that you are the source of al...  Continue >>
Happy Easter...God Bless!   / Fam. Of Scott &. Samantha Myers
Obituary / Final Words About Jason     Read >>
Jason / Miss You     Read >>
Sure do  / We Miss You     Read >>
Christmas In Heaven  / Elizabeth Bentley     Read >>
FROM OUR HOUSE TO YOURS ~ 2013  / BECKY~MOTHER TO FFF JARRETT LITTLE     Read >>
Happy Thanksgiving!  / Fam. Of Scott &. Samantha Myers     Read >>
Your Jason  / Niecy Moss     Read >>
A Mother's Love  / Jo-Ann Pacenta Lauren's Mom     Read >>
Merry Christmas!  / Fam. Of Scott &. Samantha Myers     Read >>
FOREVER IN MY HEART JASON  / CATHY~MOM OF DAVID GIRAUD     Read >>
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His legacy
JJ  
Our hearts are filled with the over-whelming grief of losing our son.  How do parents ever survive this loss?  Time does not heal anything.  It only makes you realize all of the things your child will never get to do.  Jason would have been a great dad - he learned from the very best. He would have been there for his sister.  Now she is all alone.  As parents, we tried to be there right by his side.  The only way to go on is to tell myself that God must have needed Jason.   For other grieving  parents that have had to bury a child as we have, my heart aches for you.  Watch over us Jason until we are all together again.  We love you and have been, and always will be, proud of you.  It was an honor to be your mom.
Jason  
Jason really did put as much living into each and everyday.  But, there was a lot yet to do and no life should be cut short as his was.  We were all cheated when Jason was killed.  He loved his family and was especially close to his dad.  Ed was always there for Jason.  There was a never ending list of projects they were working on together.  To this day, our garage sits as he left it.  When you have a Chevy 454 one-ton with a 24 inch lift, there is always something going on. He had lots and lots of friends and he loved just hanging out with all of the guys. 
Jason  


Jason's life came to a crashing halt on the night of July l4th, 2002.  Going out with his friends, he changed his mind at the last minute and took his motorcycle instead of the truck.  A bike is no match for a car and Jason was killed at the corner of Alma School and Summit.  Jason loved all things with motors and wheels.  He had been riding since before his feet could reach the ground.  He knew how to ride and he did so at every chance he got.  No matter where or when.  He could be found loading up the truck and going even on the hottest of Arizona summer days.  He loved Sycamore Creek for dirt bike riding and four-wheeling in his truck.  Jason never wanted to be alone.  He always had to have a friend with him.  We had an active garage and a cul-de-sac full of boys and their trucks.                                                                     

MY TIME WAS SHORT AND I LIVED LIFE FAST,BUT WHEN ALL IS SAID AND DONE: I REALLY HAD A BLAST!!

                  
REMEMBER JASON AND SMILE                           
                   

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