Today it arrived, 8 years 5 months & 5 days. I guess I always assumed that the headstone would make it hurt more. Finalize things. The truth of it though, it brought some much needed, long overdue peace.
I’m not sure how to explain it in words. I never questioned when his parents would have it or what would be on it. The realization of it all came on my birthday. Then I was shown the rough draft and cried. Cried because of the meaning. The existence behind something that had been missing.
Momma Lynch text me today saying it had arrived, and with the text she sent pictures. I cried. I couldn’t breathe. Not from sadness but from the overwhelming feeling of comfort. Obviously I finished what I was in the middle of doing and headed to the cemetery. It was more beautiful in person. Artistically amazing, just as he was. The two circles on the bottom corners are medals that his family was given after donating to save others. ❤ The back, among other items, holds two beautiful pieces left longer than any life or memory. The top left corner holds my exact turtle tattoo. His mom says when he left he took a part of me. The bottom right corner says 'Love, Jordan', my most favorite thing ever. It's traced so it's his handwriting. Signed almost to insinuate this is the end.
His parents and brother did an amazing job putting something together that no family should have to do for a child or younger sibling.
I love you guys to the moon & back and I'm more than certain he wouldn't change a thing on it if given the opportunity.
40,000 Americans die yearly by suicide, making it the 10th leading cause of death. Every 13.3 seconds someone takes their own life, leaving those who love them to live in a whirlwind of confusion, depression and a life without closure.
Not real sure how this came about or happened. Ashley & I got up and shot sunrise, checked some things out blah blah blah and the next thing you know Ashley, Boston & I were headed to Beach Road. It will be fun they said. You’ll see wild horses they said. What they didn’t say was take your tires down to 20psi. What they didn’t say was there is no rhyme or reason to driving down the beach. What they didn’t say was stay out of the fresh sand. (Right, I should have known that one) This photo was taken the first time we got stuck. (Thank you Ashley Olvey) After this we managed to get stuck again, as well as getting two others stuck. Heated up the transmission nicely & never saw a wild horse. Was it stressful?! Hell yes! However, the awesome people we met, Kevin from Maryland was a lifesaver & his father Rich said I wasn’t too dumb 😉
Hey Ashley, remember that one time we got stuck on beach road?!
Today Ashley, Boston & I headed into Manteo, which sits on Roanoke Island. I’ve spoke of Boston before and her having Cystic Fibrosis (CF) and how I had watched her and experienced some of the trials her family faces. Since moving to NC I think its safe to say its been a good move forward for Boston. Today though, today I experienced a joy or rather funny side of this. CF produces a lot of phlegm and its super important that its coughed out. So Ashley and Josh have taught Boston to spit it up in a Kleenex or if outdoors, in the bushes. While walking down the sidewalks of Manteo, Boston gets to coughing pretty good, an older couple walks by with a look as if to say, “Why have that sick child in public”. Just as were passing by them Boston leans over in the bushes and spits an awesome amount of mucus. Ashley starts to congratulate her and asks for a high five….all the while I’m watching the horrified looks on peoples faces, as they’ve watched this petite beautiful girl bend over and spit in the shrubs with an overly excited mother.
She’s not sick. She’s a fighter. She’s not misbehaved, rather making her lungs healthier. She’s not a horrible parent, but a mom who has sat up many sleepless nights praying for a hour of peaceful sleep for her coughing baby girl.
Hittin’ the road!! Headed East, I love it out there. Its beautiful, the southern hospitality, the scenery & Miss Boston!!! I cannot wait to see that munchkin!!
Thank you for all the support from those that I love & doors I hope this opens for me<3
Today we celebrated Boston’s 3rd birthday, as well as the departure of the Olvey family onto a new journey.
I met Ethan as a co worker 3 years ago. Boston, his niece, was just a baby fighting infancy and cystic fibrosis. Cystic fibrosis is a disease passed down that causes a thick mucus that builds up in the lungs, digestive tract, and other areas of the body. It is one of the most common chronic lung diseases in children and young adults. Nearly 30,000 Americans suffer from this disease.
I’ve had the pleasure of watching her grow and fight. I remember holding her when she was just months old. Hiding her enzymes in her Mac and cheese as she grew. Watching her take them like a big girl before requesting a frosty and Papo (Grandpa Olvey). If you’ve met Boston your life has been changed. Josh & Ashley (her parents) have raised a God loving, strong willed, inspirational, beautiful young girl.
Research shows that salty mist from the water can help break up thick mucus in the lungs and makes breathing easier. It helps draw fluid out of the lung tissue and create a surface lining that kids would not have.
Good luck Olveys on the East coast. Your Midwest family & friends support you and love you.