Well today was my H's brothers 28th birthday. Same day as you Jen. :)
Jeff died in 94.
It just dawned on me the other day, Oh its that time of year, Hard time for the Mom you know? I dont know how much the H thinks of his brother. But Im sure its most hardest for his mom.
Jeff was injured in a car accident in May of 94. He was soon to be Uncle Jeff. He passed away on May 7, we had our first child May 12th.
So you can imagine how many emotions went thru the family at the time of his passing. All in one week we had a family wedding, death, and birth. Wow life is amazing isnt it?
So just having a lil Memory of Jeff is all.
He would have been a great Uncle, the kids just know Uncle Jeff from pictures and memories we share. Gma has taken them to cemetery several times to see his stone.
Jeff was loving, bear hug kinda guy. He was bigger in size then H was, so whenever we got together on holidays Jeff would hold H down for me so I could tickle torture him. It was the only time I could have at H for all his tickling I hated. So H would be all pissed and Id be laughing as Jeff held him.
He used to always walk in and yell "BAM!" when things were quiet and still.
Jeff passed away in the hospital, he was on respirators for several days. So we all got to spend a farewell moment with him. He was then removed and breathed I believe for a day or so on his own till he passed.
H and Jeffs girlfriend were at his bedside when his body stopped.
I wasnt able to attend the funeral, for fear the trip out I would go into labor. And be several hrs from my physician.
We gave our oldest Jeffs name as his middle name. Jeff was greatly loved and is greatly missed.
Muah to you Jeff!