The purpose of this blog isn't to tell you all about Jonathan's life. He was a great guy and if you had the privilege of knowing him, you already know this about him. The purpose of this blog is to tell you the ugly truth.
I had so many mixed emotions about Jonathan's death. I was mad at Jonathan when he died. He had been acting really weird the last few weeks. He was supposed to play drums one Sunday when Jordan was leading worship and he never showed up. He wouldn't answer our calls or texts.. nothing. He had been showing up 45 minutes late to worship practice every Sunday, but to blow Jordan off like that was really low and I was not happy about it. He had pulled away from the people who were once his best friends and started hanging out with these other friends...
About a month before his death Jonathan, Brendan, Jordan, me and Jayden all went to dinner at the Cheesecake Factory in Boulder. It's my last memory of Jonathan. There are a few things that I remember about that night. The first one is a question Jonathan asked me. He said, "Kortnie, why do girls always have to have a boyfriend to be happy?" And the second thing I remember is walking down the Pearl St. mall listening to the musicians and watching Jonathan give money to one of the performers.
It still hurts me to think that Jonathan died because of a drug overdose. In fact, I hated saying it when people asked me how he died. Why couldn't he have died in the car accident he was in the week before his death? I could have handled that, but to die because he was using drugs is so hard for me to wrap my head around.
Regardless of how Jonathan's life ended I still love him. I'll always treasure the memories we've made together. Here are a few I'd like to share with you. The photos aren't in any particular order.
I thought we'd still know Coop when he was an old man. He was the usher in my wedding and the ever-present guest at all family events. :) My last conversation with him was me being the older sister and telling him that he had to have his heart broken once in life. He still hugged me and told me that I had to be miserable with my huge baby belly. Ryde was born 6 days before Coop went, and he never saw him. I drove by a kid today who looked just like his twin. Very weird. Great photo video of him!!
ReplyDeleteI cried watching your slide show Korts... Feels like he's still here in a lot of ways and then it hits me that he's not. The hardest thing about the whole thing for me is that without the drugs, he would be here. Perfect health, perfect smile... He should be here...
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