The Wall...Wish he were here...

So another day has passed...but I am now home from our trip to "D.C." (as one little Firecracker called it)...and so I pick up where I have been adding to this...got home about 3:00 a.m. this morning as Heather and Lance got to see Eric Church to finish off their crazy week...so I got to hang out in Limon hanging with one of my favoritest persons...will just leave it from yesterday and last night...and then will hopefully finish one of these up...so many thoughts and memories swirling in this head...and please keep in mind I am lacking sleep...which could make my bike rides...a little more...

And I sit here in Lance's house as he has music playing while he is napping in the other room...as is Izzy and her mama in another...trying to rest up from the last week...month...year...but is funny as George is singing I ain't here for a long time...when I am gone put it in stone that he left nothing behind...I ain't here for a long time...I'm here for a good time...funny as I am getting ready to maybe put some thoughts of the last week (I think it was a week) in Washington D.C. where Jay Sheridan was honored...

Hard to put where to begin and I had thought I might go day by day...but those who know me know I am more chronic than chronological...so perhaps I will just share stories...as they come to me...or things that stood out the most...so of course I go to the "Wall"...this may have been one of the most touching pictures as Isabel's hand on her mama's...as she wanted to do it...you can see Jay W. Sheridan on there...I think of Izzy and last night asking her mom as we watched Lion King...where is Simba's Daddy?    To which her mom softly said something that his daddy had died.  To which was a Why?   Again...Where is his daddy?   And she said with my daddy...understands so much more than it seems a little one should have to...but her mama is so good with her and this one just says to me how much their hands are there for each other...going through it together...

And so I took a break in writing and one little Firecracker and I made our way from Windsor to Limon...yes mama and Uncle LaLa were finishing off the week with a concert...and so I just finished rocking an Izzy in my arms...but thought she would be more comfortable laying down...but how I love playing with her...talking with her...and just holding her as she sleeps...She fell asleep singing our song we wrote for "Uncle Jacob" (sorry Jake)...and the red and blues...perhaps will share it another time...

So I go back to pics from the "Wall" at the Police Memorial in Washington D.C. we took turns in trying to get a copy off of the wall...we used a special blue pencil but was having a harder time...I think that a pencil or a blue crayon worked better...but Miss Isabel loved trying and so she took extra turns...finally Heather got a chance to do one on her own...

Heather...

There is a song that has been out for a while and I had thought I would put it on the Colorado Memorial and then they sang it at the National Memorial...It is Miranda Lambert's "Over You"...and I think of Heather when this song comes on but the part that hit me during this was the line, "It really sinks in Ya know when I see you in stone"...

But we all feel this pain...and miss him...I was rocking Izzy tonight and we were singing songs...we sometimes make up songs...I had given her copies of the picture of her and her daddy and as we sometimes do...and make up songs...we were looking at the picture and she was just holding on to it and I said should we make up a song for Izzy and Daddy and she said how bout the one..."Daddy in Heaven.  Daddy in Heaven.  Daddy in Heaven". (there was another part in here that I am not certain of...something of wanting to be with him) but she ends it with...Wish he were here."    I am not sure where that song came from but she sang it as one she had sung before...

So we sang that song...and then she wanted to sing the Joy song we had learned where I sing Joy Joy Joy down in my heart and she shouts out WHERE!  I said do you have Joy in your heart and she didn't miss a beat and said, "no my heart hurt."   I wonder sometimes where what she says comes from...but it brought tears to my eyes and she said what's the matter Ahma?   I told her it made Ahma sad that her heart hurt.   And she said it no hurt Ahma...such a precious little girl...

The picture above we put in a frame and placed at the wall...Yes that is Amy's puppy...we talked about the puppy and I told her that they gave it back to Amy...she said How tum?   I said well Daddy working and Mommy working and just with playing with Izzy was too busy for a puppy...but I told her I bet Daddy has a puppy in  Heaven...We talked of Jesus...of maybe Daddy fishing...that he was with Ahma's Mom and Dad...and Grammy's Mom and Dad and Grandad's Mom and Dad.   I told her because of Jesus' love we get to see them again someday...she smiled...

Izzy giving Mom her picture...I love Dad...Best of the Best

We also put one of the t-shirts that Shelley made from us from Designs N' Stitches in Fowler, Colorado...thanks for all you put into them Shelley... go to https://www.facebook.com/DesignsnStitches check them out...

So this picture shows somewhat of what the front of the t-shirt was but Izzy was given a stick on badge...yes she knows where the badge goes so that's where she put it!!!

In taking the 4ever in our hearts...Jay was Limon 4 for some who might not know...and I looked at this collage and thought most of these pics are not of him in his uniform...but pictures that make me smile and yes miss him and wish he was here...and how I would have much rather missed the whole D.C. experience and just had more time with him...but wasn't my call and so I think of how he has been honored...how he made us laugh...wondered what he would have thought of all of this...

More pics at the wall...Izzy and the lions...some of us copying Jay's name...

Oppy (aka Tim)

Ahma and Izzy...Ahma and Izzy...Ahma Ahma Ahma and Izzy Izzy Izzy

Tyler Yowell...Izzy's "boyfriend"

Izzy with her Uncle LaLa...she picking up leaves and he taking it all in...

Perhaps I will write more later...on other memories...and I am sure most of you know MORE PICTURES...but for now I stop and give thanks for my favorite son-in-law...and like your Peanut...wish he were here...



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