I don’t know why he died at age 27, I don’t know why a mother and father had to bury their son.  Or why brothers and sisters mourn the loss of their best friend who came in the form of a brother.  I find myself confused, a little angry, but mostly just incredibly sad.
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I don’t know how to say goodbye.  To a colleague and a friend.  I don’t claim to be one of his closet friends and I knew him for just over a year, but I’m still affected.  To know and work with someone so alive and then hear that they are fighting for their life after a tragic car accident, threw my heart and mind into chaos. I didn’t want to write anything, say anything, because I felt like my grief could never be compared to the ones closest to him.  But maybe grief isn’t meant to be compared.  So that’s why I let myself feel.  Feel the loss of Jamie.
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I wrote on his facebook wall, “Ever since I heard about the accident I’ve visited your page, and I still do..everyday. I read other people’s goodbyes, hoping it’ll help me with mine.”  Well Jamie, I finally found my way.  My way to say goodbye for now.  It’s in the form of an editing project that I took on.  I couldn’t help but wish that I was making this for your reel, to send in to ESPN and get that job that you deserved.  But nevertheless here’s a montage of your finest work, so that everyone can see your potential, skill, talent, charm and ease in front of the camera.  And watching your family take it all in last night, beaming with pride, made my heart smile.
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I told myself not to think while editing, so that I could just get through it, but instead, I found myself editing with my whole heart. Doing my best, to tell your story, through the stories that you reported.  You never did anything half way Jamie, and here’s proof of that.
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You’re more full of life now in heaven, than you ever were on earth.
We miss and love you,
Jennifer

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