Today has been yet another day of pain and joy. We met with the principal at Walter Johnson. As we pulled up, the first name we saw on the congratulations board for the class of 2021 was Camille Gagne, the young woman tragically bound with Jaidon. It made us smile. We sat and met with the principal, and the first thing I saw on the wall was a photo of a red-tailed hawk, the same bird I saw at the funeral, and the same bird a friend of Jaidon’s told me he saw yesterday.
Ms. Baker told us that the superintendent of schools in the county in West Virginia where the accident happened called her. So thankful to hear that.
She gave us his high school diploma. Not that he would have cared to see it (because everyone who graduates gets one) but it is so special to have.
I talked with the EMT on scene that worked on Derrick and Anders. She said no one should have survived. We are thankful they did. The love we have for them is immeasurable. The love we have for all of his friends is immeasurable. We have welcomed all of the families in as our own and hope we get to know them all better.
I also have been in touch with a woman in West Virginia who said she felt compelled to put up a memorial. She is putting their pictures up tomorrow. She said the small town is really hurting for us. They have fixed the guardrail. For them we are grateful.
I will put up photos of the memorial, it is beautiful. I don’t want to say that, but it is. Knowing their souls are there, it is now the most beautiful place in the world. I can not wait to see.
I thought there were no words to make me feel better. I was wrong. Daddy, I love you from my three girls and daddy, he loved you bring me peace in the moment it is said. It looks like I am going to fight a 12-round fight with pain. I’m up for it. For Jaidon. For my family. For me. For LOVE.