| Location | Johannesburg |
| Age | 30 years |
| Cause of Death | Cancer |
| Date of Birth | 14/11/1979 |
| Date of Death | 06/07/2010 |
| Visitors | 601 since 30/01/2012 |
| Creator |
Jeremy Vernon Johnson, from Johannesburg, born Wednesday November 14 1979, sadly passed away Tuesday July 6 2010 and went home to where there is none of the excruciating pain that he endured! He left a huge void to big to fill in everyone who knew and loved him! His presence is tangible!
JK as he was known to his loved ones epitomises unconditional love and was the most faithful friend anyone could be blessed with!
A poem read at his farewell describes how he lived his life unselfishly giving generously of himself always:
MISS ME BUT LET ME GO... When I come to the end of the road, And the sun has set for me, Why cry for a soul set free? Miss me little - ...But not too long, And not with ur head bowed low, Remember the love that we once shared, Miss me - But let me go. For this a journey that we must take, And each must go alone, It is all a step in the Master's plan, A step on the road home. When you are lonely and sick at heart, Go to the friends we know, And bury ur sorrows in doing good deeds... MISS ME BUT LET ME GO!
Our Angel of smiles you are much loved and missed dearly by your friends and family! I carry your heart in my heart! Love you infinity and beyond! Until we meet again...FLY HIGH ANGEL ...SMILE coz that's all we need to be okay!
still it hurts
Still it hurts.
For J
The day we most feared is here!
Knew it would come…tried to prepare ourselves,
Prayed for it…
Still it hurts.
As the days pass us by_
Slowly you fade away…
We watch you …like the pained movements of your eyes…
Slowly close then open….We struggle to let you go…
As you struggle to keep them open…
We love you….we understand…you are suffering…you understand…why,
Still it hurts.
I clutch your hand and squeeze it tightly …
Holding on forever…it seems.
My mind wanders to another time…
A happier time….
A time before your body was viciously invaded!
Here I see your smile and hear your ready humour…
Like music to my ears…
A kind word, an encouraging hug,
You brightened up everyone’s day…giving hope where there was none!
Oh your humour_ your humour…makes me laugh even today!
Still…still it hurts.
I wait to hear your voice,
Almost craving the teasing,
Anticipating, the gentle taunting I’ve grown to adore!
I find myself wishing, even for your tantrums,
Though very far and few in between,
They had an impact.
I long for the conversations, serious and relaxed because,
In each there was a lesson, always to be learnt.
Five in the morning you would get the urge to share and philosophize about life,
God I’m going to miss you and talent to annoy me.
Oh how I wish I hadn’t moved that day,
Rather remained by your side a little longer.
If before you were an awesome man, this
Dreaded illness brought to the surface a deeper strength…I saw,
A stronger you!
Your courage inspires me, your concern for others something to aspire to…still at the very front of your mind. Your body wrecked with pain you seek to comfort your comforters…and don’t give a passing thought to your own.
Now we stand at your grave, heads hung low, pleading
Prayers lifted to the sky.
A constant river of tears stream down our cheeks…a pain
So deep… rob us of air.
A feeling so surreal…borders on bizarre.
Messages and consoling words rings deaf to my ears,
I hear nothing but the sand falling…loudly…covering your encased body…laying….Lifeless…
Adorned …with flowers.
Still it hurts.
I want to scream “THIS IS NOT REAL_IS EVERYONE INSANE? WAKE UP IT’S JUST AN AWFUL DREAM!”
I look around and through my tears I blindly search for you…
Commemorative Balloons climb the sky and I remember to breathe, I see the faces of all that love you and know you will never leave!
You remain in each and everyone of us_it is your 1Love that we keep alive in our hearts.
We’ll live together for you…for us,
Remembering, crying, laughing…sharing our loss, will get us through this journey we on.
Even though it hurts so so, much…we will smile and laugh because that was truly your way…I love you J.
Journey well….
Our Angel of smiles
Forever in my soul…
Written by
Shaakiera Schroeder
11/07/10
Go home..
A road travelled before,
Perhaps,
A road travelled once to many times before.
Where the norm of the day is
Suffering and pain…
Constantly praying for relief _
Comfort eludes us….
Everyday seems the same…
The fear gets deeper_
Darkness….looms!
This familiar road …
So familiar infact, it’s the reliving of the past.
Everyday, waiting….expecting the worse.
Cringe every time the phone rings!
We remind ourselves to be strong:
“Keep it together” we say to each other,
But we feel it…we feel it in our souls!
The pain is too much… unbearable,
You can’t take it anymore…
You…want to go home!
We’re selfish and beg you to hold on,
Fight it …don’t give in!
But this monster inside you is eating you alive,
And we cannot imagine what it must be like.
You tired…but concerned about us.
Don’t worry we will be okay….
Let go…go to where there is no pain.
Let the Angels take your hand …and
Lead you home!
Written by
Shaakiera Schroeder
26/06/10
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