God sent us a beautiful gift on October 02, 1989. He loaned to us, our precious daughter Jessica. She was our blessing from God and the joy of our lives.Jessie was born in Lincoln Nebraska and moved with us to Sioux Falls, South Dakota in 1992. We relocated to a comfortable acreage in Garretson, South Dakota in 1993.Jessica was called to her Bat Mitzvah on October 04, 2002 at Mt. Zion Congregation in Sioux Falls.Jessica also took religion classes through St. Rose of Lima Catholic Church in Garretson. She saw herself as a person of all religions and traditions. She was a student at Garretson Middle School. Jessica was also involved in basketball, track, choir, band, student council, TATU, and the Dare Program. She achieved a 3rd degree black belt in Taekwondo in 2002. Jessica was a member of Girl Scouts for 8 years.Jessica had many hobbies which included horseback riding, crafts, singing, writing poetry and stories, board games, and talking to her friends on the phone and online her computer. She also enjoyed volunteering at the Banquet in Sioux Falls.Jessica had an incredible sense of humor, she was a caring and loving person.She was known for fighting for the underdog, she had an exceptional Spirit and love for all living things.Jessica loved life and loved to share her life with all who knew her, she gave a special gift to all with her incredible smile, she touched the lives of all she knew. God called Jessica home on November 23, 2003. Sometimes Sometimes I stare into spaceSometimes I see her face Sometimes I look at her picturesSometimes I see her in the skySometimes she touches my soulAlways she touches my heart Sometimes we laughed just for laughingSometimes we laughed at corny jokesWhy such a long face and the monkey in the treeSometimes the jokes were funnyMost times we just enjoyed each other's wit Sometimes we cried over a movieSometimes we cried over a loss in the familySometimes we did nothing but listen to musicMost of the times hers, rarely mineSometimes I thought I gave in too muchShe always smiled and said, "It's okay dad,when I'm not in the car you can listen to your music!" Now that she's gone, I listen to her music.Now that's she's gone, I have no one to share my corny jokes with.Now that she's gone, I wish I had given in more.Now that she's gone, I don't even like "my music"Now that she's gone, I have no child to guide, to teach to love. Sometimes, I pretend she is still here, at school a friend's or outsideSometimes I believe my pretend worldSometimes I crySometimes I want to dieAlways I miss herAlways I cared Sometimes she thought I didn't listen.Sometimes she was rightMostly she was wrongI always listened to her in my heartShe was and still is always there Sometimes she visits me in my truckSometimes she sings with her songsSometimes I want to change the channelOh, if only I could Sometimes I eat eggsI will never eat cheese eggs againSometimes I may make dessertI will never make brownies without nuts again Sometimes I think life is unfairI am right Sometimes I wish the way out was not taken Sometimes I plan a planSometimes I wish I had the courage of my daughterBut I am a coward and have responsibilities to my wifeSometimes I wish we did not teach you courage, compassion and loveThen I realize that that was you and you were themSometimes I wish you weren't that good of a student or your mother and I weren't that good of teachersSometimes © Keith HafferJanuary 27, 2004 When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced.Live your life in a manner so that when you die the world cries and you rejoice. - Native American Proverb - Just Horsing AroundJessie with her "bridle" headdress A Native American Blessing May the Great Spirit Bless youwith the knowledge of your innerstrength and wisdom.May you have the strength of eagles' wings,The faith and courage to fly to new heights,And the wisdom of the universeto carry you there.We can only be what we giveourselves the power to be. Hold on to what is good even if it is a handful of earth.Hold on to what you believe even if it is a tree which stands by itself.Hold on to what you must do even if it is a long way from here.Hold on to life even when it is easier letting go.Hold on to my hand even when I have gone away from you. - Pueblo Blessing - When I am dead, cry for me a little. Think of me sometimes, but not too much. It is not good for you or your wife or your husband or your children to allow your thoughts to dwell too long on the dead. Think of me now and again as I was in life, at some moment which is pleasant to recall, but not for long. Leave me in peace as I shall leave you, too, in peace. While you live, let your thoughts be with the living. Ishi - Yahi of California - (1862-1916)   "I am In The Light" A shadow of joy flickered; it is me. I told you I wouldn't leave youMy spirit is with youMy memories, my thoughts are imbedded deep in your heart. I still love you.Do not for one moment think that you have been abandoned. I am in the LightIn the corner, in the hall, the car, the yard-these are the places I stay with youMy spirit rises every time you pray for me, but my energy comes closer to youLove does not diminish, it grows strongerI am the feather that finds you in the yard, the dimmed light that grows brighter in your mindI place our memories for you to seeWe lived in our special way, a way that now has its focus changedI still crave your understanding and long for the many words of prayer and good fortune for my soul. I am in the light.As you struggle to adjust without me, I watch you silentlySometimes I summon up all the strength of my new world to make you notice meImpressed by your grief, I try to impress my love deeper into your consciousnessAs you should, I call out to the Heavens for helpYou should know that the fountain of youth does existMy soul is now healthy. Your love sends me new found energyI am adjusting to this new world. I am with you and I am in the LightPlease don't feel bad that you can't see me. I am with you wherever you goI protect you, just as you protected me so many timesTalk to me and some how I will find a way to answer youWhen you feel despair, reach out to me. I will comeMy love for you truly does transcend from Heaven to EarthFinish your life with the enthusiasm and zest you had when we were together in the physical sense.You owe this to me, but more importantly, you owe it to yourselfLife continues for both of usI am with you because I love you and I am in the Light. Author Unknown |