I was in my little apartment in Winters, California getting ready for District Meeting when Hermana Weed answered the phone and then handed it to me, I said hello and realized that it was my mother on the other end! I knew right then that something was wrong, she informed me that Jared had been in an accident the night before and that her and my dad were at the airport trying to get a flight out to Salt Lake. They said they would call me that night to let me know more details, since they didn't know much themselves at that time. I said alittle prayer for my bro and headed off to district meeting not thinking much about it. I of course at this time did not realize the severity of the accident nor the trauma that Jared endured. I was able to stay in contact with my parents for the next few weeks, with little 10 minuet updates each night, I was grateful for my little chats with my parents each night, but even then I was not informed of the severity of this all. I was a little bit sheltered by all of this while I was on my mission-looking back I am grateful I was. I remember coming home from my mission and being in the kitchen/family room when Jared and Amy came in, I can still picture that first moment I had with him...being a little bit nervous, not knowing how to react, and having everyone watching me. I remember grabbing his hand and saying "hello" to him. It was all so natural (just like it has always been with us, and always been since then).
I am so very grateful for Jared Paul, him and I have always been so close. Playing as little kids, helping him pick out outfits for his dates, cleaning his car shop, him taking me shopping, daily phone calls my first year of college, his big hugs, always making me laugh, and the way he would pop my toes when I was asleep...just to make me mad, and of course the last time I saw him (before his accident) in the Provo Temple parking lot yelling out my name, then giving me a hug, then handing me a Cafe Rio Salad and his cell phone to call Blake...well I was at the MTC at this time and I got my name called over the loud speaker in the cafeteria of the MTC while I was eating dinner to go to the office, he had gotten me in big trouble!
Jared has always loved to have FUN, no matter what the expense just as long as everyone was having a good time. I love my little brother so much and I am grateful that we have him here with us, he is a very tough boy and I know that he has a very special purpose while still on this earth, and I know my family has been given a special opportunity to have Jared as a part of our lives.
Now this date has come around again, and it gives me an opportunity to think back to that day that Jared was almost taken from us, and to think back to how amazing Jared was and is now today, and to thank my Heavenly Father for letting Jared stay with us and change our lives forever.





























