Yes. From Georgia... It has been one heck of an emotional roller coaster ride! I wrote the Homesick post and future dated it to post, thinking I was going to delete it. {I often write posts to get it off my mind and future date them so I will have time to re-read it and usually delete cause then I think it's stupid}
I wrote that post Friday evening.
Not 12 hours later, my mom calls to inform me a long time dear family friend, Jason Moye, died.
Shocker of all shockers!
He was only 25 years old...
He was to be married in April...
He was moving back to Georgia from working the pipeline and starting this whole new life...
He is gone.
Needless to say, without batting an eye we got things together and made our way to Georgia to be with the family and go to the funeral.
NOT how or why I wanted to go to Georgia!
It was an emotionally taxing week, to say the least. I was in the valleys when with the family and remembering Jason. I had a few highs when I was able to do a wonderful get together with a group of long time dear friends and spending time with my two younger brothers and our parents.
I still find it so surreal that Jason died. I thought by seeing his body in the casket and attending the funeral would make it real, but it didn't. We grew up together. His family. My family. All the camping trips. The tubing adventures. The campfire stories. Impromptu get togethers between our families. Church outings and events.
Jason was such a fantastic guy. While working the pipeline he was in Illinois, oh so close to where we lived. We talked a few times on the phone trying to get together but it never worked out for whatever reason... I regret that.
I am grateful to have known him and to know that I will see him again one day in Heaven. Until then, his family and dear loved ones will remain in my thoughts and prayers as they grieve.
I wrote that post Friday evening.
Not 12 hours later, my mom calls to inform me a long time dear family friend, Jason Moye, died.
Shocker of all shockers!
He was only 25 years old...
He was to be married in April...
He was moving back to Georgia from working the pipeline and starting this whole new life...
He is gone.
Needless to say, without batting an eye we got things together and made our way to Georgia to be with the family and go to the funeral.
NOT how or why I wanted to go to Georgia!
It was an emotionally taxing week, to say the least. I was in the valleys when with the family and remembering Jason. I had a few highs when I was able to do a wonderful get together with a group of long time dear friends and spending time with my two younger brothers and our parents.
I still find it so surreal that Jason died. I thought by seeing his body in the casket and attending the funeral would make it real, but it didn't. We grew up together. His family. My family. All the camping trips. The tubing adventures. The campfire stories. Impromptu get togethers between our families. Church outings and events.
Jason was such a fantastic guy. While working the pipeline he was in Illinois, oh so close to where we lived. We talked a few times on the phone trying to get together but it never worked out for whatever reason... I regret that.
I am grateful to have known him and to know that I will see him again one day in Heaven. Until then, his family and dear loved ones will remain in my thoughts and prayers as they grieve.
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