Hi Jarrod, it's me Ma.
Of all of the days I have made entries into your Guestbook, this day is by far the hardest. Here it is the third Angel-Versary of your passing and I miss you just as much if not more. As I have said so many times...life is so different now without you in it. Time has no boundaries, yet each of us has a time that we spend here on earth. Some very long, some very short. I just wish I had more of my life to spend with you. What I am feeling today, I have put into a poem. It is for you my darling son, and the words alone will tell how much you are truly missed. I love you with all of my being. Hold on tight to my heartstrings and do not ever, ever, ever let them go. Here it is
Jarrod Matthew Bourget
In Loving Memory on
Your Third Angel-Versary
One thousand ninety-five days since you have been gone
Yet the heartaches and the tears still linger on.
That is three long years without you, so very sad but true
Some days I still wonder, what am I to do.
I miss your wit, your charm, and your uncanny style
But most of all I miss your gorgeous, handsome smile.
For thirty years I was blessed to see you, most days and nights
Timeless, ageless, gone for now but never from my sight.
It really is the little things that I miss the most
Turkey day and holidays, sharing a Shiraz wine toast.
Lasagna on your birthday, cooking until I drop
A tradition tried and true, you know I will never stop.
I see the mountain bike that hangs so still upon the wall
Now two, not three, go answer the Sunday mountain biking call.
And music, music, music, that I could hear from down the street
All the tunes and flavors of my favorite DJ, Bugsy Beats.
And football games, and horseplay, and hanging with the "boys"
I know your little Ninja was your pride and joy.
But now he's big and all grown up with Radar by his side
Your love for them lives on in me, with so much love and pride.
So now I have the task of memories, and stories I must share
With all the young ones in our family, so precious and so dear.
Then when my time is over, and I walk my path to the end
I know you will be waiting for me, my devoted son and friend.
Your Loving and Lonely Mother
Always and Forever,