Denny Brockway Memorial Fund
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So many people, many who have never even met Denny, have reached out to me and asked what they can do to help my family in this trying time. And even more people have asked my mom the same. And the truth is: I don't know. I don't even know what I can do to help get us from one day to the next, let alone what to tell someone else to do to help.
The loss of Denny is just flat-out devastating, to all of us. To my brother Sonny and I, who lost our dad last year and really needed Denny to stick around for at least 20 more years (I used to ask Den to live until he was 121, but figured I would give him a little break) because we weren't ready to lose him too. It's devastating to my sweet nieces and nephews who loved Grandpa Denny so much, especially baby Kylee, and our sweet Cashie, and Mac too, and really I could list every single one of them, because they all thought the world of Den. It's devastating to Grandma Patty, who lost her beloved son the day after her 89th birthday. It's devastating to every single one of his friends who felt like family, and his uncles, and aunts, and cousins, and all his in-laws too. It's safe to say that anyone who met Denny was immediately drawn to him, because he just had the best personality ever. You couldn't help but fall in love with him.
And it's devastating to my mom, who has had a tougher life than most people could possibly handle, but felt like she finally found her peace with her sweet soulmate. She got to love Denny for two decades, but it still just wasn't enough. I'm not sure that any amount of time would have been, but I know she wanted and needed and deserved more.
But above all else, it's devastating to my sweet baby brother, the purest soul I have ever met. To say our Noble Warrior is the most amazing kid in the world is probably still an understatement. He is the sweetest, most inquisitive kid. He is caring and loving and compassionate beyond his young nine years of age. He is confident and bright and really just the best. I could never fully describe all that he brings to our world, but I know that I couldn't imagine it without him here.
And as much as he loves his sister, and trust me, it's a lot, and admires his older brother, and is thankful for all his siblings and enjoys his nieces and nephews, as much fun as he has with his mom, as much as he loves getting to spend time with his grandma every day and parenting his puppy Speedo, as much as he adores his entire family, near and far...he adored his daddy most of all. He has never shyed away from telling us all that dad is his FAVORITE and loving Denny with his whole dang heart.
And honestly, none of us minded. Because Denny waited a heck of a long time to be a dad, and as much as he loved getting to claim us older kids and all the other ones my mom wanted them to parent as his own, that was nothing compared to how he felt about getting to be his sweet Noble's dad. I cannot tell you how much joy it brought to my life to see the two of them together for the past nine years. And if you knew Denny, I know it brought a lot of joy to your life too.
As hard as so many aspects of the past few days have been, the moments with Warrior are the absolute hardest. We all try our best to hide our pain from him (I must admit that I am failing miserably at this, but everyone else is doing pretty well) but it doesn't matter, he feels it most of all. Watching him go through this is absolutely gut wrenching and all I want to do is make it better.
But, I can't. I can't fix it. I can't bring Denny back. I can't take away our sweet boy's pain. All I can do is love him through it, and as important as I know that is, it feels like nothing. So, I'm doing the only other thing I can think of. I'm setting up a fund for Noble in his dad's memory.
I know the hopes and dreams that Denny had for his Noble Warrior, and I know how much Denny wanted to be here to see him grow up. In fact, I think the only reason Den made it as long as he did through all his health problems was because he didn't want to leave Warrior.
Although I hate that Denny won't be here to see all that Noble will grow to be and do, I want to do all I can to ensure his sweet boy still gets to have all the adventures Den hoped for him and I want to ensure he gets the education Denny wanted for him too. Growing up without his dad is going to be hard, every single day, so I want to do anything I can to lift that burden, even if just slightly. I hope that this fund will help do that.
Please don't feel compelled to give any money, and certainly don't feel bad if you can't. I get it. But I know so many people have asked how they can help, and I know how much I want an outlet to help Warrior and I want to give you all that same opportunity.
And - thank you. Whether you can give or not, please know that we are feeling all of your love and hugs and prayers and are so grateful to have so many people that loved our Denny and want the best for our sweet Noble.
Xoxo!
Jess
The loss of Denny is just flat-out devastating, to all of us. To my brother Sonny and I, who lost our dad last year and really needed Denny to stick around for at least 20 more years (I used to ask Den to live until he was 121, but figured I would give him a little break) because we weren't ready to lose him too. It's devastating to my sweet nieces and nephews who loved Grandpa Denny so much, especially baby Kylee, and our sweet Cashie, and Mac too, and really I could list every single one of them, because they all thought the world of Den. It's devastating to Grandma Patty, who lost her beloved son the day after her 89th birthday. It's devastating to every single one of his friends who felt like family, and his uncles, and aunts, and cousins, and all his in-laws too. It's safe to say that anyone who met Denny was immediately drawn to him, because he just had the best personality ever. You couldn't help but fall in love with him.
And it's devastating to my mom, who has had a tougher life than most people could possibly handle, but felt like she finally found her peace with her sweet soulmate. She got to love Denny for two decades, but it still just wasn't enough. I'm not sure that any amount of time would have been, but I know she wanted and needed and deserved more.
But above all else, it's devastating to my sweet baby brother, the purest soul I have ever met. To say our Noble Warrior is the most amazing kid in the world is probably still an understatement. He is the sweetest, most inquisitive kid. He is caring and loving and compassionate beyond his young nine years of age. He is confident and bright and really just the best. I could never fully describe all that he brings to our world, but I know that I couldn't imagine it without him here.
And as much as he loves his sister, and trust me, it's a lot, and admires his older brother, and is thankful for all his siblings and enjoys his nieces and nephews, as much fun as he has with his mom, as much as he loves getting to spend time with his grandma every day and parenting his puppy Speedo, as much as he adores his entire family, near and far...he adored his daddy most of all. He has never shyed away from telling us all that dad is his FAVORITE and loving Denny with his whole dang heart.
And honestly, none of us minded. Because Denny waited a heck of a long time to be a dad, and as much as he loved getting to claim us older kids and all the other ones my mom wanted them to parent as his own, that was nothing compared to how he felt about getting to be his sweet Noble's dad. I cannot tell you how much joy it brought to my life to see the two of them together for the past nine years. And if you knew Denny, I know it brought a lot of joy to your life too.
As hard as so many aspects of the past few days have been, the moments with Warrior are the absolute hardest. We all try our best to hide our pain from him (I must admit that I am failing miserably at this, but everyone else is doing pretty well) but it doesn't matter, he feels it most of all. Watching him go through this is absolutely gut wrenching and all I want to do is make it better.
But, I can't. I can't fix it. I can't bring Denny back. I can't take away our sweet boy's pain. All I can do is love him through it, and as important as I know that is, it feels like nothing. So, I'm doing the only other thing I can think of. I'm setting up a fund for Noble in his dad's memory.
I know the hopes and dreams that Denny had for his Noble Warrior, and I know how much Denny wanted to be here to see him grow up. In fact, I think the only reason Den made it as long as he did through all his health problems was because he didn't want to leave Warrior.
Although I hate that Denny won't be here to see all that Noble will grow to be and do, I want to do all I can to ensure his sweet boy still gets to have all the adventures Den hoped for him and I want to ensure he gets the education Denny wanted for him too. Growing up without his dad is going to be hard, every single day, so I want to do anything I can to lift that burden, even if just slightly. I hope that this fund will help do that.
Please don't feel compelled to give any money, and certainly don't feel bad if you can't. I get it. But I know so many people have asked how they can help, and I know how much I want an outlet to help Warrior and I want to give you all that same opportunity.
And - thank you. Whether you can give or not, please know that we are feeling all of your love and hugs and prayers and are so grateful to have so many people that loved our Denny and want the best for our sweet Noble.
Xoxo!
Jess
Organizer
Jessica Schaak
Organizer
Superior, MT
