COPE Parent Column – October 2013

Posted by: The Real Dave O. | Categories: Parent & Sibling Writings

Dear Cope Families,

 

Today my beautiful son, Troy, would be 26. I’ve been up for 3 days, surrounded myself with his things, and something that really sent me into some….crazy, crazy fit, was that I can no longer smell him in his caps anymore. I’m no longer sleeping with them, but this really got to me. I’ve been at the cemetery 3 days in a roll, washing and cleaning and painting. Troy was a die-hard Clemson fan. Which was where I was born and raised. We live right on the South Carolina- Georgia line. my family is still there. So there’s no possible way that Clemson Tiger’s wasn’t a great impression on his life. His Papa took him to every game. My mother was head of pay-roll for 35 years. Free Season tickets. On Troy’s Head stone I had Tiger Paw’s put in each corner. So it was time for them to have another coat of ORANGE paint. And Yeah…if any of u follow football, Clemson Tiger’s played the Georgia Bulldogs for the first time since 2006 last Saturday. I told all of Troy’s college buddies…Boy’s…there’s a Higher Power this year. Yeah, Yeah, that’s all they would say. That is, until it was all over but crying. We’re gonna go up there and kick his tail. It was GREAT. Of course Clemson won. I just told the boy’s…”look up, see all those ORANGE CLOUDS ? Sometimes things such as that help my mind for a while. Troy passed away in Feb. 2011 of end Renal disease. He was a Senior at Georgia Southern and 23 years old. He has a younger brother, Taylor, who actually got married to a lovely young lady last month at Myrtle Beach. They r what keeps me going. And…waiting on grand babies.

 

In closing I would like to share a poem that Troy wrote in my journal for me.

 

For My Mom and Those I Love

 

If I should ever leave u whom I love, to go along the silent way, grieve not. Nor speak of me with tears, but laugh and talk of me as if I were beside you there. I’d come, I’d come, could I but find a way. But would not tears and grief be barrier’s? And when you hear a song or see a bird I loved, please do not let the thought of me be sad….For I am Loving you, just as I always have…you were so good to me. There are so many things I wanted still to do, so many things I wanted to say to you. Remember that I did not fear…it was just leaving you that was so hard to face. We can not see beyond…but this I know…I Loved you so! ‘Twas heaven here with you Mom.

 

From Regina Gable

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I lost my son Adam 7 years ago. Since that time I feel that I have become a more compassionate & mindful person.

 

In order to honor the memory of my Adam I have volunteered to become a speaker for the Nassau County program that raises awareness of the drug epidemic that we are facing. We teach about, train & give out free NARCAN kits so that nobody’s loved one should ever have to die again from an opiate overdose.

 

Peace & Blessings

Paula Bruckner

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