Our family received some devasting news on August 14 - Dan's youngest brother Jimmy died in a motorcycle accident in Salt Lake City. Life is too short. Because of this tragedy I have really been reflecting on my life, I want to be a better person. I want to be a better mom and wife and enjoy life to the fullest. My favorite memory of Jimmy is when he lived with Dan and I in Bountiful when he started High School. One night Jimmy and a friend were leaving the house and we asked where are you going? They answered something to the affect of, we are going to find some girls, we are a couple of cool Mac Daddy's! Definition of Mac Daddy=chick Magnets. I guess the thing that is so funny is that they really honestly believed they were Mac Daddy's, who knows I'm sure they were. We were able to see Jimmy, Dalina, JJ and Mariah and spend some good quality time with them just 4 days before he died. What a tender mercy our Heavenly Father gave us to see him one last time and be able to see the change in his countenance as he was making changes in his life to lead him on the right path.
3 comments:
That is tender!! Good ol' Macdaddy! That is what I remember most about him too.
So, I'm a total baby, and cried all through your post. It is so sweet. It's weird to be home now. I was kind of enjoying being around everyone so much.
Awww, sad but tender! I did not know that "Mac Daddy" came from Jimmy (or had I forgotten?) That is too funny! I hope Dan bounces back soon. My heart is with ya'll at this time. We love you!
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