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Brought to you by a back-handed Bitch-slap from karma

As i reflect on this day, and the fleetingness of life

6/17/2016

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Ten years ago today the boy in that picture was happy, full of life, and enjoying my 21st birthday party...while Mom and I waited in the ER. I think about him often, especially on Halloween: There when I got out of the hospital, I had joked that I was going to go trick-or-treating with him and his sister that night. Who could turn away a handicapped 20-year-old in a wheelchair anyway? He was excited when it was time to go out, hoping I would still go with them. Exhausted from an eventful day and restless last night in the hospital, however, I told him I was going to stay home.
No matter! When he got home he plopped down on the sofa next to me with his bag of goodies and asked what my favorite candy was. Why, Reese's peanut butter cups, of course! He began digging around, pulling them out, and sweetly unwrapping and handing them to me, knowing it would be frustrating for my newly one-armed self to try. I tried to stop him, knowing he loved them too, but he was not to be deterred. "What else do you like," he wanted to know. I told him I'd always loved Smarties and Bottle Caps, and again he began pulling them out and unwrapping them for me. That kid stuffed my stomach full of his hard-earned candy until I couldn't eat anymore. He was just a really sweet kid, and he always cracked my mom up.
That's why it makes me so sad to think that though he was enjoying my party ten years ago today, it was less than three years ago that he was killed on his street bike, only 18 at the time. I have seen so many people die before their time, and watched so many friends mourn the loss of a loved one. I always try to remember that the ones called Home early are the lucky ones, while we have to stay here in this shitty world. I know that thought brings hollow comfort to the ones left behind, still envisioning all they had wanted for their dearly departed. That's why I try to keep in mind and pass on two quotes from Harry Potter (where else?) that have brought me immense comfort.
The first is in line with my previous thoughts, when Dumbledore told Harry "Do not pity the dead. Pity the living, and above all, those who live without love."
That quote rings so true, and I love it as much as when Sirius Black tells Harry "The ones who love us never truly leave us." That one has proven true time and time again, as I can always feel the comforting love of my grandparents around me, especially if I'm talking to or thinking of them.
I was at my best friend Jaena's parents' house when I noticed her younger cousin Tess had that quote tattooed on her forearm. When I saw the quote, I began tapping the tattoo wildly, excited she had been as affected by it as I had. I love Tess; she's like another little cousin to me, and a lot like me. We were all heartbroken for her when she lost her mother and beloved grandmother back-to-back, right at the time in her life when a girl really needs her mom. That was the only time I've seen Jaena cry, when she lost her aunt and grandmother. Fortunately for Tess, her mom had 3 sisters who have been able to be there for her, but she will always miss her mom.
As I think about Hunter today, if I get sad, I'll try to remember not to pity him, but the mother and sisters left to live without the boy they adored so much. And for their sake, I'll remember that he never truly left them. May God be with them, and all of you as you face life's heartaches and struggles.
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Jamie Strong
6/17/2016 02:51:24 pm

Oh, JP, this made my cry. This is so beautifully written. You write with such heartfelt love. I could feel your pain as well as your love for Hunter. I feel so humbled by the reference to Tess and Jaena and their (and my) losses. Thank you for this! Love you.

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JP MacFarland
6/17/2016 07:26:50 pm

I love you Strong Mom, and the whole Very Strong family! I'm glad you enjoyed the post, and thank you for commenting. I hope we get to see you soon!

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Billie Morris
6/19/2016 02:21:52 pm

I think your writing is awesome. Your book will be such an inspiration for everyone. Love you cuz

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Jessica MacFarland
6/20/2016 01:49:08 am

Thank you so much sweet cousin, I love and miss you!!

Jamie Strong
6/17/2017 05:29:44 pm

I loved what you've written. You are a bright light in a sometimes dark world. Own it, girl! Love you!

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JP
6/17/2017 06:28:24 pm

Thank you Strong Mom!! I really appreciate that and love y'all so much. I hate hate HATE that we missed the wedding, but hope we get to see y'all soon!

Love you!!




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    JP MacFarland is the author of Hope Alive: A Coming of Age Tale Brought About By a Back-handed Bitch-slap From Karma. Native Texans, she and her husband live outside of their hometown of Houston, with their crazy fur babies. Every day brings new challenges to face and figure out with one arm. It's a crazy, one-armed life!

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