during times like these, i usually turn to words for comfort. but for the first time in along time - i was speecless. everytime i tried to jot thoughts down on paper, i drew blanks. i simply could not find the words to help describe how i truly felt. my heart was broken.
this is so long overdue.
but there's not a day that goes by that i don't think about you ... and your family.
(not a single day)
nothing
has
ever
been
such a good example of
i r o n y -
until the day i heard you were gone.

the day it happened, April 16th 2007 - the worst massarce in US history my mind was in shambles. my reaction was delayed - at first it didn't click. it was not until i saw the images of the school logo, the school colours that i put two and two together - that's Jeff Jeff's university. i remember the talking with you until the crack of dawn last summer about how excited you were to finally getaway. to finally start pursuing your dreams of becoming an engineer - just like your dad. how you were thrilled to live on campus, meet new people. i remember telling you that university was tough stuff - but that you'd get the hang of it, after a few semesters.
you, so anxious. your parents, so proud.
we must have called your house a thousand times that day and because there was no answer, panic rose in Toronto. i swarmed your facebook wall with messages of concern. i didn't want to start to worry until i had to, but i couldn't help myself. i wanted so bad to hear from you - for you to tell me that you were okay. after all, bad things do happen to good people. then dad finally got the great news.
he uttered to me, 'thank God - Jeff Jeff's okay.'
the story was that you heard the gun shots in your dormatory - and got the heck out of there. if not, you would have made your way down to class in the engineering building and who knows what would have happened next.
you definitely had an angel by your side.
as the days passed, i found myself rather interested in all that was happening with V-Tech. the motive, the injured, the support and compassion from the world - every bit of new news that was outpoured to the rest of society, i knew about it. this fascination was came unexplained. it constantly checked the V-Tech website for updates, CNN the only kind of tv i watched - I was consumed. i remember my mom asking me, 'how could someone that young be so angry?' - i told her that times have changed and that it's a hard knock life out there.
the joy was short-lived.
where are were
what the heck is going on
the dust has only just begun to fall
crop circles in the carpet
sinking, feeling
spin me round again
and rub my eyes,
this can't be happening
none of this makes sense.
April 20th 2007, my world would never be the same. i remember exactly where i was. excatly what i was doing, what i was thinking. complete study mode that was only interrupted because of hunger. i was frustrated because i hated studying for economics and i was only on chapter 3 of 14 and it was nearly midnight. mom asked me to come home. i refused because i wanted to get more work done - was prepared to pull a decent all-nighter. then my brother asked me to come home, said something was up - but wouldn't say more on the phone. again, i didn't want to start to worry until i had to, but i couldn't help myself. this time it was different. i felt it. i felt my heart sink.
i came home to blank faces. no one was speaking, no one knew what to say. after moments of silence, the words were uttered, 'Jeff died'. the tears quickly rolled down my face, there was no intention of holding them back. my world completely shattered. i couldn't think straight. i focused on nothing but the fact that we wereliving proof of tragedy. nothing seemed to matter, nothing was as important - nothing but the fact that you were gone and nothing would be able to bring you back. we headed down to VA the next morning.
the 14 hour drive down to Virginia Beach was ...
i zoned out and just tuned into my ipod. kept my sunglasses on my face because just hearing the family say your name made the tears rush. it seems unfair that He took you and during the more recent days - I was filled with hatred and anger. I couldn't understand why He would let you survive the nightmare. i questioned why God would let you survive the slaughter, just to be killed 4 days later. i thought that it was so unfair because - to me, you were brilliant - you are brilliant. i was angry because the massarce indirectly affected your death. if the shootings never happened, then you would have never been home in Chesapeake - you would have been at V-Tech studying for finals and not hanging on for dear life. it wasn't until i was surrounded by loved ones and family and friends down in VA that i realized that the blessing behind you surviving the massarce was to have a chnace to see you family and friends one last time.
in this heaven, we'll never fully understand why. there will always be those hurts in our heart, but the Lord gives us comfort - great comfort and because of that, we shouldn't have to pursue the undertanding. so maybe there's no sense in searching for the answers. because no matter how long we search, they will never be revealed to us in this lifetime. we will never be exposed to that kind of knowledge - and we have to understand that that's okay.
sleeping in your bedroom with the other cousins reminded me of that summer night last year. we must've stayed up until 6am - just talking about out dreams, our aspirations. discussing how Amercians are so different from Canadians. how minimum wage was 5 something in VA and almost 8 bucks in Toronto. you tried to teach me and brother how to play guitar - but we didn't have the same eye-hand coordination like you did. we kept telling you that it hurt our fingers! and you told us that if we wanted to learn, we had to practice and sacrifice! we laughed about the childhood memories that we remembered about each other and we planned to visit eachother for every summer for as long as we lived. it felt so good to have the opportunity to restore the bond of family. that was our last night in VA, it was the last memory i have clinched onto. we bid our farewells and yelled, 'see ya next summer!' - i guess it's going to be goodbye for a little longer than expected.

your funeral,
was the hardest day of my life. but just seeing you there, so peaceful - gave me comfort, knowing that you're leaving a world filled with hatred and sufferings. that you were entering a place of everlasting life and that you would watch over us. lowering your casket broke my heart. it made me realize that were all truly mortal. that death is a part of life, something that we can't escape. and although, of course i knew that already, it was so clear in that moment. that even though you didn't want to leave any of us behind - it was simply your time. we don't choose death, but it is bestowed upon us.
Lord, help us to see death for what it really is -
the end of poverty & the beginning of riches,
the end of frustration & the beginning of fulfillment,
the end of fear & the beginning of tranquility,
the end of pain & the beginning of joy,
the end of weakness & the beginning of strength.i think the worst and the best part about all of this is that - life goes on.
(i've been trying to live without you now, but i miss you sometimes)
it's hard to think about happiness, knowing that you're no longer with us. it's hard to think about laughter, knowing we'll never be able to see you're smile. these kind of things, these events that change our lives so drastically - i don't think you can ever get over.
if this doesn't make our family stronger, i don't know know what will. to this day, it still has not hit me. i think it will when your family comes down to Toronto this summer and you're the only missing face. i think it will when i realize you haven't messaged me in ages. when i haven't heard from you in awhile. i think it will, our next trip down to VA and we visit your grave.
i still can't believe that you're gone.
Eternal Light Shine Upon Jeff, O Lord
and May He Rest in Peace - Amen.
(they say time heals everything, but i'm still waiting)