I recently lost my brilliant 40-year old brother to cancer. I’m sure I will have more to write about this experience. Jon-Marc kept a relatively frequent blog http://scarpadog.wordpress.com/ and it has been so wonderful to go back and read his posts. I’ve let this blog languish, but following his lead I’m going to write and get back in the habit of keeping relatively frequent posts. To start I want to post the tribute I gave at his memorial service.
I am blessed to have three amazing brothers that I love dearly. We couldn’t have wished for a better childhood with two wonderful parents. As children our imaginations ran wild as we played and grew together sharing many precious memories. I think I speak for everyone in my family when I say it now feels like a part of us is missing.
It’s a testament to the incredible man Jon-Marc was to see the outpouring of messages both during his illness and over this past week. We are incredibly grateful to each and everyone of you for being a part of his life and for celebrating his life as you have.
Jon-Marc lived life to the fullest. I’ve met few other people who knew how to enjoy themselves to the fullest, experience life to the max, and live in the moment when that moment was there to be savored. When asked to picture pure joy I think of Jon-Marc on the dancefloor especially if the Stone Roses was the track being played. I see him arms outstretched, not caring what anyone else thought and taking the greatest pleasure in that moment.
Jon-Marc climbed mountains both literally and figuratively. I intend to keep climbing mountains in my own way for him and I hope each of you will do the same and when you do take pause to think of Jon-Marc with that wonderful big grin on his face.
A friend of mine recently lost someone very close to her. She posted the following passage by Dawna Markova on Facebook on Friday and it struck me as so appropriate for Jon-Marc so I want to close with it.
I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible, to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise.
So long and thanks for everything dear brother xox