A Life to Short
Thursday, January 24, 2013
What a week, today makes 5 days since the infamous call advising me that my 32 year old cousin, a man who was a loving father, son, cousin, nephew, brother and friend lost his life unexpectedly. Just a few hours later, I was back in my home state, walking through his mother¡¦s door to hear that cry I have only heard once before, the day my father died my grandmother had the same cry, the kind that makes your bones shiver since the cry is so deep that it comes from the depths of the soul. It makes you realize how deeply a mother loves her child, how much hope she has for them and the loss of wonderful bond is so unbearable it can¡¦t help but touch the hearts of those who witness the response.
We all feel a loss right now, still sitting in disbelief over it all. Thinking of all the wonderful things that made my cousin unique ¡V incredible, truly incredible, like you read about athletic ability. He could back flip off of two story houses with ease, amazing. He could do the same on a bike on a ramp or whatever he could find to get height in a jump, in the snow on his snow board, there seemed to be no mountain too high, literally. As we sat at the funeral this past Tuesday his sister talked of his BMX days where, despite having the oldest bike on the track and lacking all the fancy gear the wealthier kids had, he always seem to win the race. She was so proud to be his sister she would slide her finger down the list until landing on his name, lingering there for a second hoping others would realize, she was Jake¡¦s sister. I think we all felt that way about him, his sense of humor, his acceptance of the faults of his friends and family, his acrobatic abilities, his ability to do magic tricks and his intelligence kept us all entertained and in awe of him.
We will miss him so much and we will all think of him often. He was truly loved and his friends and family are all blessed to have had him for the 32 years on earth that he blessed us with his presence. Love you always cuzº