Three years ago today, I was standing in the middle of a department store in a nearby town when I got a phone call that would change my life forever.
I wasn’t sure how bad the Polaris accident was until I turned down our road.
And just like that, You were gone forever. No warning, no goodbye, no do-over.
I miss you, Rhett Jett!
Your life brought me endless joy and laughter.
Your death shattered my heart and forever changed my perspective.
You taught me so much while you were here...like how to look for the good in people, how to make the most of each moment, and the immeasurable importance of kindness. Thank you!
And three years after your death, you still teach me new things. I now know how little of this life we really get to control. I know how quickly someone or something can disappear. You were gone in the blink of an eye. And with you went so many dreams and hopes and the illusion that “life was fair”.
I can honestly say that your sudden departure from this world made me cling to Jesus like never before.
Your death pointed me toward Jesus instead of away from Him because I know He saved you that dreadful day. He was the only one who could.
Complete dependence on a merciful “Savior” took on a whole new meaning.
And Rhett, you would be amazed at all the people who have honored and remembered you. Your life mattered. It really did!
I love you Rhett, and I’m still so very proud of you. You will forever be my best one, blonde-haired, blue eyed, sweetheart boy.
And...5655 days was simply not enough time.
July 5, 2000 - December 28, 2015
You rocked the dash, Rhett!
You really rocked the dash!
