I know it has been awhile since I last posted. My computer has been on the fritz and I haven't downloaded pictures from my camera (whose media card is full now). So, no pictures to post right now. I have now claimed James' laptop as my new computer, so hopefully there will be some posting going on now.
This has been a very difficult week for us. It is even hard for me to post about it because the tears keep getting in the way. I never have posted about this before, because I never was at a spot where I could post about it without crying. But through the tears, I will post about it now. Yesterday marked the one year anniversary of my sweet nephew Connor's death. Pause....lots of tears. He was 13 years old at the time. It was Memorial Day, the family coming home from a weekend of fun at the lake. My 16 year old nephew Hutton, Connor's brother was driving. He fell asleep at the wheel, the back wheel hit a culvert, the suburban overturned and rolled several times, throwing connor out the window. He died instantly. My 18 year old niece Bailey, was injured very badly with one leg broken and the ankle of the other leg injured badly. The other four people in the car had only scrapes and bruises.
It was a very difficult summer and year. The injuries have healed, new memories made, but our hearts are still very broken.
Saturday is my birthday, the day I will turn 31. It's going to be hard to be happy in light of the sadness surrounding this week. So, to distract me from the tears, James is taking me to the movies on Saturday. It should be fun.
So, it's a week of one's. One year without Connor, one year of being in my thirties, but hopefully the start of one fun summer.
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I feel moved to write more about Connor for those of you that didn't know him. Although only 13, he was regarded as a Christian man by the men in our family.
He had (has) a sweet spirit and an uncommon courage. He would walk by random unknown people and say "Smile, Jesus loves you."
He loved all water, but especially the ocean and sea creatures. He loved travel, and he was very mission minded. I have no doubt he would have followed in the family tradition of missions.
Connor was an encourager, a friend to all. Many called him their best friend, and it would be difficult, if not impossible, to find someone that knew him and did not consider him a friend.
Connor had a special heart; he loved holding babies, VERY uncommon for teenage boys. We have many pictures of him holding Lena and several of the other cousins when they were infants.
Last March, very near his birthday, Connor, his father, grandfathers, a number of uncles, his cousin Mitch (also participating) and several friends (along with similar family) took part in a kind of "rite-of-passage" ceremony that marked their coming into Christian manhood. The participants committed to living godly lives in the heritage of their families, and they each received a sword of Solomon (not sharp) to symbolize their passage through wisdom and maturity into Christian manhood. They had all of course already committed their lives to Christ.
Then, several weeks later, at his funeral ceremony, the swords were carried and placed on specially-designed stands behind the casket to display the unity and support of those young Christian men; his sword was carried first by his father and then the others carried by the other participants.
It was a display of unity and brotherhood that can only be shared by Christian men, and it was one of the most noble, serene things I have ever witnessed. We know and have confidence that Connor is at the feet of Jesus, and we long for the day we will be reunited with him in glory by the power of Jesus. Until then, we wait in anticipation and remember him by his message, "Smile, Jesus loves you!"
April and James,
I won't say I know what you are going through. But I do know how hard it is to lose someone so close, so young in such a unexpected and shocking way. I think about your family and Conner often and wished that I had met him. I'm sure he was a great kid.
On the anniversary of his death I pray that you feel the love and peace of Christ and know that Conner loved you both and that he is in heaven and that someday you will see him again.
In Christ,
myra
Just want you to know that I have been thinking about you and yout family this week and have prayed fot you guys. Love you guys alot.
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