Stacy's Garden

"Our Darling Stacy" From Dad

As we join together today with family, friends, and your classmates I am astonished at the number of lives you have touched in your short life.  I wish we wouldn't have taken for granted the times we were together --- thinking we can talk tomorrow because you or I had other plans.  Your vibrant, bubbly, and at times domineering personality will never be forgotten -- and we will keep the memories alive in our hearts forever.  Those bright eyes, that laugh, and that never ending smile --- will be missed by all of us.  When you were two years old family and friends would say, "This one's going to be a handful," -- but what a great handful you were.

Your mom and I have been thinking about all the things we won't be able to do for you -- like parties, graduation, and a wedding.  But, now we will be thankful for what we were able to do for you.  You were suppose to go and get your driving permit in a few weeks - you were growing up so fast.  But, I did get to have a driving experience with you that I will always remember.  You were about 10 and you wanted to learn how to drive Tim's Go-Cart.  After showing you the brake, the accelerator, and the emergency shut off, we were ready.  I said "Go slow and I will run alongside".  I think that bit of information never made it through those blonde curls of yours because it was pedal to the metal and hang on.  I ran as fast as I could - then dived for the back of the go cart.  You dragged me for about 100 yards until you ran in the ditch and hit a bump forcing your foot to come off the accelerator.  I got up and was just furious until I heard your laugh and saw your smile.  So, it was another lesson, and a block of wood behind the pedal, and all went well.

I remember all the fun we had going on trips, camping, and fishing. You and I would sit in my fish house and talk because you couldn't go anywhere and there were no phone calls to interrupt us. As you got older, you had so many friends and I took it for granted that someday we will have more time to sit and talk.  It was in the fish house where I got the call that would change our life forever --- and now it is something I will have to think about every time I am there.

As I write this it is snowing.  I can remember just a few weeks ago you were out sledding with Danielle and Michael and having a great time.  You had become such a beautiful young woman and you always found time to play with your little brother and sister.  You, Tim, and Michelle - each of you have so many friends - that you didn't hang out with each other as much as we would have liked you to, but... we knew you guys loved each other very much.

That personality of yours could also get you in a bit of trouble at times.  I think you were grounded most of last year - but, you would go to mom and ask her "If you could go to a friend's house:, and if she said "No", I would hear you coming down the steps and think "Oh No."  She will come to me now and smile and I am about to lose another debate over if you could go out or if you had to stay home.  It would also work the other way if I said "No" first.

We are in your bedroom now Stacy.  The old toy room which you wanted to make into your bedroom, so you could have your privacy, like all the girls your age want.  We wish we could have made it nicer for you, but the two cabinets, the old dresser, and that medicine cabinet (which we didn't want there), made this room beautiful and special - just like you.  We just sit here and stare at all the pictures and things that had a special meaning to you, wondering how long it will take for our hearts to stop breaking, while remembering all the great times we had together.  We have to go now Stacy, there are so many things that need to be done.  We know that when we, or anyone else, needs to talk to you, we will have this special place to talk - and remember you always.

ps. We know you are in heaven with Jesus, so here is one last piece of parental advice.  "WATCH OUT JESUS!!!"

 

 

Music on this page: "The Dance", by Garth Brooks

Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared 'neath the stars above
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye

And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end - the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance 
I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance

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