FC: One moment can change your life forever.
1: As I got woken up by my mom, I walked into the pool room and I saw Jake, Brent, and Dad. I thought something is wrong.
2: We sat down on the fireplace, and mom walked out of the room to hide her tears. We watched as she hurried to her room with tears streaming down her face like a river.
3: I looked at my watch to see it blinking at five thirty. I thought what in the world is going on to have us up this early!?
6: "Don't count the years...count the memories." | Jake decided to speak up and tell us what was going on. He looked at Brent first then me. Tears flooded his eyes as he began to speak. He didn't look at either us as he said " Garrett was killed in a wreck a little over an hour ago."
10: I screamed bloody murder and cried like a baby, finally my brother ran to his room and Jake picked me up telling me it was all going to be okay..
11: No one ever wanted this to happen. I kept asking why, but no one could answer my question. When I calmed down we went to my uncles house. When we drove down the long dirt road and reached the house I looked around me to find about seventeen other cars already there. I knew this was going to be bad. We walked in and it was so palpable. I saw Michelle, and I ran as fast i could and jumped into her arms. She sat down and rocked me until I fell asleep.
12: I woke up and it was Nine thirty. Everyone was huddled around his room just hoping he would show up. Finally I got up and walked to the backyard, Lela was on the phone with the phone company telling them that Garrett has passed away and they need to cancel the phone number and bills. I found Brent and hugged him, knowing he was hurting inside but didn't show it.
13: After seven hours at his house everyone got hungry and were going to eat. After everyone was out the door, Randy and Lela called me and Brent into the kitchen. She said pick out three things of Garrett's. The band decided to give Brent the drums, he also got his truck and some shirts. I got his old phone, his glasses and a hat. I wanted more but I knew not to ask.
14: Mom took me home to change, because I was still in my Night clothes and had pulled on some boots to keep me warm. The band members were at the house and Chase Phillips the driver, met us in the street and said I'm sorry the whole thing is my fault. I tried doing CPR, but he just took two deep breaths and shut his eyes. We told Chase it wasn't his fault and doesn't need to be the blame. Only the good die young.
15: I indolently walked to my room and threw on some sweats and a hoodie. We went back over to Garrett's house (Which is only two blocks away, but some reason took forever!) and we ate sandwiches, and drank hot chocolate. At six O'clock we decided to call Rusty Tapp. We made arrangements for November 15, 2006.
16: The next day we went to the funeral home, as we walked into the chapel, the 6 foot 3 inch casket he was lying in with his black curly hair, pearl snap shirt, and jeans. He looked very peaceful. I didn't want to believe it was him, but I put my bear and my picture in with him and walked back to the pew where my family was standing. While everyone was crying Rusty walked up to the front and said if I can have everyone move into the waiting area except the family. They shut the casket, and I thought what is going on? About that time Brent walked in. (He didn't want to see Garrett in this.) So Brent signed his casket and turned around and asked if we could go wait outside for him. Of course we did, but my dad stayed behind. After about fifteen to twenty minutes he came back out and said I'm ready to go home. Dad took Brent home and we went back into the chapel to see what Brent wrote. The casket said 'Your the best cousin ever, I love you - Brent.'
18: Funereal rolled around, we were all lined up in our cars ready to go. We entered the back of First Baptist and got placed in a certain way. As we walked into the service I heard sobs and sniffles then I felt it. I felt the tears start to flood my eyes until my eyes couldn't hold it any longer and it flooded over. Tears were streaming down like a rushing river. I looked around the church and the top and the bottom were filled, people were standing around the edges of the pews. Rusty sat us in our assigned seat, and walked up to the front to let Brother Paul know we were ready to begin.
20: After an hour long service we got into our cars and drove all the way to McLean for the graveyard service. There so many people at the service that by the time we reached McLean there were still cars stretched back to The first curve you turn on to head to McLean. They Sat the casket down on the rails and Brother Paul said rest of his service and ended it. We took our flowers from the bouquets then said our goodbyes one last time before he was gone forever. I knew after he was put in the ground he would become my Texas Angel and would watch over me until he was beside me walking me through the gates.
21: On November Twelfth two thousand eleven it will be Five years that he has been gone. Still to this day I don't want to believe it was him in that casket. I still cry every time I look at a picture or talk about him forever. But life must move on and I think what gets me through the day is this:We knew little that morning, that God was going to call your name, In life we loved you dearly, in death we do the same, it broke our hearts to lose you, you did not go alone, for part of us went with you, that day God called you home, You left us with peaceful memories, your love is still our guide, and though we cannot see you, your always at our side, our family chain is broken, and nothing feels the same,but as God calls us one by one, The chain will like again.
22: I love you Garrett.