Update
Many of you already know that Lukie passed on November 27th and on Friday November 30th we laid Lukie to rest. Thank you for all of the love, support and generosity you have shown our family, you have shown Lukie.
Below we wanted to share with all of you the words we spoke for Lukie during his eulogy...
Supernovas are intense, bright and shake the cosmos, but as powerful as they are, the can only exist for a short time. Yet the effect they leave behind lasts well beyond what we could ever comprehend. They are both explosive & disruptive close by, yet also subtle and far reaching. A supernova…. I can think of no better way to describe Lukie & his life. Luke brought with him a light that could not be contained and effected those close by and those far away in powerful ways. To some he was an inspiration, and others, helped to inspire him. To some he was a fighter and others he was a patient to be cared for. He was a jokester, a prankster who found joy in making others smile, sometimes at our expense, but never in a way that was meant to injure or harm. Lukie was stubborn, oh Lord was he determined to do things the way he wanted them done, and no one was going to tell him - or persuade him - otherwise. Luke was passionately protective of his family, and even as a child he was prepared to do whatever he could if he felt like someone or something threatened those he cared for. One of his most dominate qualities was his kindness, which shown through as he always seemed to care more for others than he did for himself.
I don’t think I know right now everything that Lukie is, which for some of you might seem like an odd comment. Yes, he is no longer with us to hold, to touch physically, but I assure you he is still here. I know this. I feel this. And it isn’t just the hopeful thoughts of a parent who is missing their son, it is something I can tell you with absolute certainty. In the immediate days after Luke left this world for the next, our family has experienced moments, that thanks to the lessons we learned over the past year, we didn’t miss, we didn’t let pass us by. Several come to mind, but I want to mention two specifically.
The first I want to mention was one that showed us how much he cared for his family, how he would go to any lengths to try and protect us and make us smile. We had to do lots of things this week, but even with the tasks we had to do, we still needed to eat. We went out to lunch Wednesday and got a table at one of Luke’s favorite restaurants, the Cheesecake Factory. Getting a table to eat… a simple enough activity, but it held something that on our way to the restaurant I know I didn’t think about specifically, but it was something in that the moment we spoke with the hostess was front and center in our minds – we asked for a table for four. As we made our way to the table we saw we were to be seated at a smaller 4 top, which was not the large booth we were accustomed to, you see a party of five just doesn’t fit at a booth made for four… especially when daddy is a tad bigger than the average bear. Nancy and I didn’t say a word, but we were thinking the same thing as we looked at each other and the girls scooted into their seats. A moment later, I excused myself and went to the bathroom. Christmas music was playing, I didn’t know the name of the song, but as I washed my hands and looked in the mirror, I heard the final lines, “Oh there'll be no more sorrow, no grief and pain, and I'll be happy, Christmas once again.” I stared at myself in the mirror for a moment, exhaled and walked out the door, feeling saddened and not quite complete, thoughts about a table for four that was much, much too small that it was supposed to be. As I turned the corner, I heard a saxophone, recognizing quickly the unique hook that started the song “Cheerleader” which is one of Lukie’s favorites. I looked at Nancy, smiled and she did too… comforted by the joy that song represented, the memories it elicited and a newly minted soul in heaven that seemed to be taking care of those he cared for.
That alone could have been chalked up to coincidence, a happy bit of chance that resulted in a smile.
But Lukie hadn’t just picked that one moment to let us know we were being watched over.
You see earlier in the day we had to spend some time at the funeral home, taking care of things that had to be taken care of, things we never imagined would be part of our lives. One of those things was going over some items we had brought with us and wished to be placed with Luke. We had decided Lukie was to be buried in his K-9 uniform, the exact replica of what members of the K9 unit where daily, which was given to him in the springtime and we had brought with us, but we also had several other items that were uniquely Luke. One of those items was his pocket watch, his Batman Pocket Watch. I have a pocket watch that was given to me by my parents many years ago, much like my brother James. A tradition started by our parents, one he has continued with his sons and one I intended to carry on with Luke. Luke had found it one day and said he wanted one of this own. Well…. He got it… and he loved it. As Nancy, Amber, Lucy and I were sitting there talking to Rick the thought came to me that I should set it to 5:03, the time Luke went to Heaven to be with God, to be healed and to live a life everlasting. It seemed like the right thing to do and I walked over and picked up the watch. I opened it and attempted to move the hour and minute hands to the right positions. I say attempted because while I could spin the little nobs the hour and minutes hands wouldn’t move that much. In fact they hardly moved at all. As I looked down, I saw that I could manipulate the time between about 8:34 and 8:55. I tried a few more times, but it wasn’t working, the hour and minute hands were being stubborn. Despite all I was doing it seemed things were not going to be done the way I wanted them to, I wasn’t going to be able to persuade things to happen otherwise. I smiled and laughed a little right then, and thought Lukie was messing with me. Nancy looked over to me and said, “when was Luke born? It was nighttime, right?” I couldn’t quite recall the exact time at that moment, I did know it was at night, but it wasn’t until late yesterday that I was able to get the answer to that question. I was retelling this story to a dear friend of ours, when I got up and walked into the other room and grabbed Nancy’s file of “important stuff” that held all those things she is smart enough to not let me be in charge of. I found the birth certificates, first Amber’s…. then Lucy’s…. then finally I found Luke’s. I looked closely and was elated, but not surprised, that Luke was born on August 22nd, 2011 at 8:50PM. Say what you will, think what you want, but I think Lukie was messing with me, and he wasn’t going to allow the time he ended his journey here on earth to be the one that was on his watch, it was going to be the one in which he was born into it… and it reads 8:50, and always will.
We are here today to honor Luke, to celebrate his life here on Earth, but we believe… we know his journey has not come to an end. It may have ended here on earth in bodily form, but he lives on with Christ in Heaven, and in the little moments, that if we pay attention, we will feel, we will experience. I posted yesterday that Lukie didn’t like it when Nancy got sad. He would say “Mommy!... don’t be sad, sad is boring.” We are sad, to say otherwise would be untrue and deny what we are experiencing. But we aren’t sad for Luke, we are sad because we miss seeing his glowing smile. Feeling is hugs. Watching him pull pranks on those he loved. But, we think we’d be letting Lukie down if we were boring. We asked everyone, maybe a little late, to wear bright vibrant colors today. To wear orange if you had it. To celebrate Lukie’s life. So today, and in the days that follow, when today may begin to fade from your daily thoughts, be bright, be kind, laugh, and know that is what Lukie was trying to teach us while he we here with us and is still teaching us. Lukie was our Nugget, but as I wrote this it occurred to me he wasn’t just ours, he was meant to be something more.
A Supernova.
We love you Lukie and we’ll keep on Expecting Miracles both big and small every day ????????
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