The day of the accident I had come home from work. Jordan and I decided we wanted to go to town to get a milkshake. We jumped on the Harley Davidson and headed toward town. I passed one car, and as I was passing the second car I looked over and noticed the driver was leaning over doing something to the radio with his right hand. He made a left into a driveway, turning directly into us.
They think Jordan may have been run over by the car, but she also hit a telephone pole. Jordan was like no other person I have ever dated in my life. She was so level headed, so smart; always laughing. She made me laugh more than anybody I’ve ever been with. She was precious to my heart. I knew that was the person I was going to grow old with.
I landed in the ditch. The bike landed on top of me, and they had to lift it off of me. After I was airlifted to the hospital I underwent fifteen hours of surgery. I regained consciousness the next day at about 6:00 pm. All my family was there. I asked my sister first, “Where’s Jordan?” Her answer was, “They took her to another hospital and won’t release any information.” In a few minutes, she left the room. I then asked another family member the same question. Their answer was verbatim the same answer as my sister had given me. The third person I asked was my dad. He was sitting right beside me, and said, “I need to talk to you.” I immediately started crying, and said, “Dad, you don’t have to tell me.”
Even though that was one of the hardest times in my life I know where Jordan is. I know I will see her again. While in the hospital I came to the point of giving up on life. I felt like after twenty years in the military, five tours of combat, then coming home getting hit by a car, I didn’t see me going on without Jordan. It was at that point that one of my best friends from church sent me a message. She later told me that she has waited three days to send the message. When I checked it I saw that it was a song. I just pushed play. It was a song by Casting Crowns entitled, “Praise You In This Storm.” That song, by itself, made me focus back on God rather than where I was headed.
I refer to Jordan as my fiance’ because I was going to ask her to marry me that night. I didn’t, but I know that she knows. I know she knew I was going to ask her to marry me. One of my regrets is that I wish I had asked her that night.