JASON HIGHET    OUR HEARTS WENT WITH YOU.......
   
       YOU WERE GONE BEFORE WE KNEW IT AND ONLY GOD KNOWS WHY
                  YOU ARE NOT FORGOTTEN, NOR WILL YOU EVER BE
                AS LONG AS MEMORIES LAST WE WILL REMEMBER THEE


                  

              We have lost our son. A fun, lovable young man who was only 18 years old.
             Jason died alone on the street without me (his mom) or his dad by his side

           
  We did not get to say good-bye. We did not get to hold his hand. We did not
             get the chance to tell him one final time how much we love him or not to be
             afraid. He was all alone. It is a loss that continues and will continue for the
             rest of our lives until we finally die.
  


                                                           
       
        This website has been created in honor of our forever loved son, Jason, 
       who was born in Florida on January l4, l984, and tragically and violently
       left this earth on July l4, 2002, in Chandler, Arizona. His life lasted 
       l8 1/2 years. We will never understand how life can be so cruel.

        Jason said goodbye and told his dad he'd be back in a little while. 
       Ed told him to be careful and his final words were,
             "Don't worry dad I've got my helmet." And that's it.

                  Shortly later:
                                                    Jason is dead on the street. 
                             
                                              
             
         FULL  OF LAUGHTER, LOVE AND FUN, JASON, OUR PRECIOUS SON
 
     

                                                                           
                   THE ABSENCE OF JASON IS EVERYWHERE 
               
        It has been said time heals all wounds. I do not agree. 
       The wounds
remain. In time the mind, protecting its SANITY,
                      covers them with
scar tissue and the pain lessons.
                                 But it is never gone....never gone

                                   
                                     
                                         My heart stopped .... with yours 
                                             My breath died    .... with yours
                                                My life ended   ....  with yours


                             
 
                                       

                                        TEARS WITHOUT END
                                        
NIGHT WITHOUT DAY
                                    TIME WITHOUT FORGETTING
                                         
FOOD WITHOUT TASTE
                                         
SLEEP WITHOUT REST
                                     
SORROW WITHOUT COMFORT
                                            
PAIN WITHOUT LIMIT
                                     
EMPTINESS WITHOUT BOTTOM
                                          
LIFE WITHOUT JASON         
                                                                                          

                                       


                                              How can I tell you things that are too sad to be told,
                            
of the helplessness of holding a child who in your arms
                            
grows cold? Maybe you can tell me how should one behave
                            
who's had to follow their child's casket and watch it lowered
                            
into a grave.  On that final day we placed a kiss upon that box.
                            But, we had to leave Jason there and walk away.

                                 I NEED TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE OKAY JASON BECAUSE
                                                                     I AM NOT................

                        

  Jason is dead. It is still shocking to hear myself say it. There was nothing wrong with him.
  He was not sick. He was not old. He was a teenager. How could he be dead? He was so 
  active, he was healthy and so full of life. He was only 18. But life did not leave him on its
  own; his life was taken from him. It ended in a horrible way. He didn't just die; he was
  violently killed. Even saying he was in an accident is too kind. Dead...a gut-wrenching 
  word. One word that can literally make me sick. We did not loose Jason - we know 
  where his body is laid to rest. To say he's gone sounds like he willingly went somewhere
  and will come back. Well, we have lost Jason and he is gone and the fact is: HE IS DEAD.
  He will not be coming back home to us. We will not see him, hear him, touch him ever
  again. His life here is over, it has ended. That's it. No more. There was a past, but there
     is no future. Tomorrow will not be......END OF  STORY.

                            As long as I have memory.....I will love you
                              As long as I have eyes to see and ears to hear
                            As long as I have lips to speak.....I will love
you
                          As long as there is time, as long as I have a breathe            
                                       To speak your name......I will love you! 
                                                        JASON, we love you



                      

                               
                                                NO FEAR: HE'S RIDING THE CLOUDS
                                                      
        
                         
              

                                                       A life so young released to heaven
                                                  Left on earth we wonder "why"
                                             But some are sent among us briefly....
                                                   Some have spirits meant to fly
 

            

                   
         YOUR LAST PARTING WISH WE WOULD HAVE LIKE TO HAVE HEARD

                                     AND BREATHED IN YOUR EAR OUR LAST PARTING WORDS

                                                ONLY THOSE WHO HAVE LOST ARE ABLE TO TELL

                                             THE  PAIN IN THE HEART OF NOT SAYING FAREWELL 
 
       
                      

             Everyday I stare up at the sky and wonder if you are staring too, thinking of us?
 
  
                                                             
      

                                                                  LONELY IS OUR HOME WITHOUT YOU
                                                      
                                         

                                                                            LIFE TO US IS NOT THE SAME.
                                                          
ALL THE WORLD WOULD BE LIKE HEAVEN,
                                                                
IF WE COULD HAVE YOU BACK AGAIN.
                                                        
THE LIGHT FROM OUR HOUSEHOLD IS GONE,
                                                                   
THE VOICE WE LOVED IS STILL,
                                                                 
A PLACE IS VACANT IN OUR HOME,
                                                                       
THAT NEVER CAN BE FILLED.
                                                                
MAY THE GOD OF LOVE AND MERCY,
                                                                     
CARE FOR JASON WHO IS GONE,
                                                                   
AND BLESS WITH CONSOLATION,
                                                               
THE THREE OF US LEFT TO CARRY ON.
      

                

                                             

   A HEART OF GOLD STOPPED BEATING, TWO SHINING EYES AT REST
    GOD BROKE OUR HEARTS TO PROVE:  HE ONLY TAKES THE BEST



                     

                                  
Memories
He danced through our lives,
Leaving traces of his smile                        
and his sparkling eyes
everywhere...
His laughter
echoes through our thoughts and dreams
everywhere... 
Some times we reach out to hug
                                                         
And to touch a                                     
memory.                                             
Our love for Him is neverending,
But has been placed in a
special part of our hearts.
     
  
     
                  

 





          

         
  
      WITH A WAVE OF HIS HAND, A HAPPY
 SMILE AND A LIFE FULL OF
    PROMISE, JASON RODE OFF. A SUDDEN CRASH AND ALL IS STILL. 
    SHATTERED LIVES, BROKEN HEARTS, QUESTIONS WITHOUT ANSWERS.
    WE CAN ONLY WISH WE KNEW WHAT REALLY HAPPENED.

    DON'T BE FOOLED; TIME DOES NOT HEAL OR MEND. IT ONLY MAKES YOU
    REALIZE ALL THE THINGS YOUR POOR CHILD WILL NEVER GET TO DO.

    WATCH OVER US, JASON, UNTIL WE ARE ALL TOGETHER AGAIN. WE LOVE
    YOU AND HAVE ALWAYS BEEN SO PROUD OF YOU. BE AT PEACE. WE HAD
    NO CHOICE BUT TO LET YOU GO.

    IF YOU KNEW JASON, I HOPE YOU WILL REMEMBER THE BOY WITH  
    THE BIG CHEVY TRUCK WHO HAD A PASSION FOR RIDING AND AN
    UNQUENCHABLE ZEST FOR LIFE. LIFT UP YOUR EYES, LOOK ABOVE, AND
    GIVE HIM A WAVE AND A SMILE.      "LATER J"

                                                                             
                             YOU SHOULD BE HERE WITH US JASON

  
     

                                                                    
                                                                      JASON'S ROOM  
                                                   I walk past it a dozen times a day,
                                                    
Sometimes pausing at the door;
                                        
It hurts to look inside; It's not his room anymore
                                     You see our boy is dead; Only memories are there

                                                                             

 

If I Knew

If I knew it would be the last time

That I'd see you fall asleep,

I would tuck you in more tightly

and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time

that I see you walk out the door,



I would give you a hug and kiss

and call you back for one more.

If I knew it would be the last time

I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,


I would video tape each action and word,

so I could play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time,

I could spare an extra minute to stop and say "I love you,"

instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.



If I knew it would be the last time

I would be there to share your day,

well I'm sure you'll have so many more,

 

so I can let just this one slip away.

For surely there's always tomorrow

to make up for an oversight,

and we always get a second chance



to make everything just right.

There will always be another day to say "I love you,"

And certainly there's another chance to say our "Anything I can do?"

 

But just in case I might be wrong, and today is all I get,

I'd like to say how much I love you and I hope we never forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young or old alike,

And today may be the last chance

you get to hold your loved one tight.


So if you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?

For if tomorrow never comes, you'll surely regret the day,

That you didn't take that extra time for a smile, a hug, or a kiss

and you were too busy to grant someone, what turned out to be their one last wish.



So hold your loved ones close today, and whisper in their ear,

Tell them how much you love them and that you'll always hold them dear

Take time to say "I'm sorry," "Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay."


And if tomorrow never comes, you'll have no regrets about today.

                             GONE TO BE WITH GOD . . . WILL MEET YOU THERE
                          
            
         When Jason was a baby, a young child, then a teenager we watched over him.
             We thought we would watch over him for our entire lives. We were wrong.
        We hope with all of our hearts that he is the one now watching over all of us.

                            
                      
                            The moment that you died, Jason, my heart was torn in two,

                     one side filled with heartache, the other died with you. 
                     Remembering you is easy, we do it everyday. But missing
                    
you is a heartache that never goes away.
 
                             

              Suddenly our whole world has been cruely ripped
apart.  No
              longer can we see you smile for you are with God above. Watch
              over us from Heaven, Jason, and help us through this pain. We
              will love and miss you always until we see you once again.



                                                                                      
                      
                                                                                      

                                                                                                                           
          
   
                      
YOU SLIPPED AWAY WITHOUT A FUSS
                                           AND BROKE THE HEARTS OF ALL OF US

   


                         
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