
Pictured here is the shadow box we made for Jacks memorial service. I’ve never made anything like this before and to be honest I was nervous about doing so, I do demolition for a living so building isn’t my strongest skill (yet) but hey we made it, after getting the box together I stained it with some nice stain using a cloth followed by lot’s of clear lacquer, Jennifer had already made all the fancy little scrapbook goodies that would sit inside, then together we placed them all inside and sealed the box for his memories to be safe and visible to us to see whenever we walked by.
It’s one thing to make something like this as a gift or for a nice collection to sit on your wall, yet for us this was to keep all of our late son Jacks belongings in so we can see them every day, it now sits nicely among our family pictures on the ‘growing’ picture wall in our living room.
I don’t find my days any easier, and I’m sure I won’t for a long time, infact our little shadow box is a constant reminder of what we’ve just lost in our lives. I can be outside working on the yard and he just pops into my thoughts, nothing triggers it so to speak, I just think a lot when I’m alone, and I can’t stop my tears, I some what get mad and feel worthless and I have to remind myself it wasn’t something that we did or caused, it was just one of those weird things. One thing I do know from this is that Jennifer will make a great mother when the time comes, she was so nervous about being a ‘good mum’ yet when it all happened she took care of Jack like he was our 3rd child, it’s crazy how people change when placed into a situation.
Jennifer still not doing too well, we both grieve differently, I’m a quiet person that soaks emotions and feelings up like a sponge, where as Jennifer likes to be open and talk about them. I don’t personally think there is only one way to deal with this, each to there own. Like I’m able to sleep on a night when I climb in bed usually yet Jennifer is only getting 2-3 hours a night, she wakes sweating and confused and often has dreams about Jack of which some are nightmares and some are pleasant, I’m sure it’s because her mind is in overdrive with all that we have just gone through, I know mine starts going a mile a minute when I’m not occupied.
I want to personally thank you all again (I can’t tell you enough times) for your wonderful comments, gifts and donations, you have no idea how much everything has helped us with this.
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Here are a few more pictures for you to view of Jacks Shadow Box and Jacks tiny Urn:

Tags: Jack Joseph Craven, memorial service, shadow box, St Josephs Hospital