Well, my brothers Ryan, Micah, Tristan and I all decided to give high school a try instead of being homeschooled again this year. Going okay, some of the teachers are quite good, while others are just a bit idiotic. Good thing about it, I tested as a senior so will graduate this year and then, hopef...

Cool to see you here, Cambo. Like Brooke said, our mother would have loved it. I came on to share something my little brother showed me. "Jory, look what I wrote for Mommy..." I sang a song for you Did you hear it, Mommy? Of flying and dancing Below and above the sky. And when it was done ...

I've come to believe things that don't make sense. Not in any sense that makes the world what it is. My brothers and I were working at the Habitat site, the last day, the house is all done, and i looked over toward the end of the street and saw a woman standing on the sidewalk. I tapped Ryan on the ...

No date on that one. But, it was found folded up inside her journal from September 2001, so we assume it was written during that time.

God, Aunt Tracie...I miss you.

The deep breath expelled over blowing the great winds stirring up the overgrowth I stand in the center of the whirl my arms flay my legs bend my eyes close against the debris Here the world becomes chaos Here all things shatter Here the threads holding me together Snap. Before the end Before the gr...

Hi everybody. I'm Chelsea. Jory let me type under his nickname. I want to thank everyone who said happy birthday to me here.

Thank you everybody.

Love,
Chelsea

Ack. Did that under my game persona. Oh well, Chels wouldn't care.

Happy Birthday again, CC.

This poem was at the bottom of one of Aunt Tracie's journal entries. The entry itself was about her struggles trying to save AIDS orphans in South Africa. She wrote it after a particularly bad day. Thought I would share it. We, her family are continuing her work. Opened the back door all the breath ...

Here's another, we believe it's about Uncle Steve: Don’t take this wrong, But it came close to being about loss Oh the tears your eyes leaked The dancing confused you The music of discord And they moved disjointed Don’t take this wrong But it came close to being about frenzy And you stood still They...

Aunt Tracie was a light in mine and my brother's darkness when our mother passed on from AIDS. We would have been lost without her and Dad. For the rest of my life I will never let a day go by where I won't thank her for that. She saved our lives. This small symbol is not small at all. Thank you Fis...

Would you know my name if I saw you in heaven? Would it be the same if I saw you in heaven? I must be strong and carry on 'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven... Would you hold my hand if I saw you in heaven? Would you help me stand if I saw you in heaven? I'll find my way through night and d...

Here is something Aunt Tracie wrote. Not sure when, Dad has been looking through her journals and this piece of paper fell out. Actually, alot of pieces of paper fell out. But, this one grabbed hold of me. This is hope everlasting Grace beyond breath Here, the light illuminates all things All things...

Words to a song I'm writing for Aunt Tracie's memorial. Not sure if it's done yet. There’s a way the snow falls Drops down sorrow The forest longs for the songs she sang As she walked beneath the boughs Why take another mother from me? Why shake the snow from the trees? Why her? I see the way the sn...

Hey, wow, yeah, thanks for talking to me. I know she's fearless. I saw her take on a 250 lbs man that towered over her. She got right in his face and told him what was what and how it was and will be. She is the coolest. I know she's not afraid of this cancer. But I am. I'm afraid of losing another ...

Miss you, man.

What's up, everyone? My name is Jordan, my brother Micah and me were adopted by Aunt Tracie and Uncle Russ when our mom passed on from AIDS. But, even before that, we knew them and our now brothers and sisters. They have always been family to us. Aunt Tracie is our second mom. And like Brooke said, ...

Hey man, Aunt Tracie said this was the place to go to tell you how I feel. I miss you so much already. Yeah, I knew you weren't going to be around for very long, you told me that. But, I thought it would be longer then it was. Remember that song you were showing me how to play on the guitar? Well, I...