Jordan’s headstone and funeral

I want to tell a story about my sweet boy. When Jordan was three years old, his dad did something horrific in front of him and his sisters. Jordan ended up having PTSD at the very early age of 3. Him and his sisters ended up, going to live with my grandmother for about five years, then came to live with me their mom. During the time that he lived with his great grandmother, he had very little guidance. He was the middle child so he kind of was invisible to them. They went through a rough patch all three of my kids in those 5 years. Once I got Jordan and his sisters back Jordan had ADHD and a slight touch of OCD. He was on medicine for sometime. By the time he reached the middle of junior high he did not like the way it made him feel so he didn’t take it anymore. The summer that Jordan turned 16 he met his first serious girlfriend. When they broke up he took it extremely hard and that’s the first time he tried to kill his self. We ended up putting him in Valley Vista for a week and seeing a counselor and then it was like everything was going really good. After that Jordan dropped about 50 pounds and all the girls seemed to be interested and he love that. When he started his junior year of high school he had goals and ambitions. He wanted to become a barber and he was actually really good at it just at 17. For Christmas he got a really nice set of clippers and from that point on he was cutting his friends and family’s hair. His junior year he started off with 7 credits and ended up with 20 and would’ve been able to graduate early. But he didn’t wanna leave his friends behind so he was going to take his time and graduate with them. During this time he had a different girlfriend they argued a lot unfortunately. That did get to him a bit. He came to me and told me he wanted to do counseling and get back on meds. So I made him an appointment but unfortunately it wasn’t until mid April of this year. We just had an appointment for Social Security, because of his ADHD, PTSD, and his OCD. The last few months of his life his OCD was really getting out of hand, and I could tell it bothered him. On March 30th I called Jordan around 7:22pm I asked him what he was doing, and he said he was on his way home. I said, who are you with, He said his best friend. We then said love you to each other and got off the phone. At 7:29pm my youngest daughter, Savannah called me, screaming that Jordan had just shot his self in the head. At 7:30pm Jordan’s best friend pulled up to our home with him. We called 911. They placed my son on the stretcher a part of me knew that he was gone. We all ended up at the hospital and they had him in ICU on life-support. I stayed with him through the night but the next day they did another brain scan and it showed no brain activity so we had to make the decision when to take him off life support, that was the hardest decision that I’ve ever made in my life. Jordan had a huge heart and a contagious smile. He was so intelligent and so beautiful. If you know someone suffering from mental health, please help them seek help. Last I want to thank everybody who has already donated without your kind generosity I would not have been able to give my son a beautiful goodbye. I’m now making this updated, because I would like to raise some more money to help with his headstones, we live paycheck to paycheck. So money can be a little tight for our family. In advance thank you for even sharing this and for any donations. It means more to me than I could ever put into words! Everyone stay safe.