As a family we decided to move to Florida in June 2005. We had a big going away party with our closest friends and family. It was hard for everyone to say goodbye especially for Jake and Jessica they were really going to miss their friends! On July 30Th we packed up our condo into a huge Penske moving truck. We were ready to go, everything was great. We were going to make this a fun trip; we were taking our time, not in a hurry at all. On the 2ND day of our trip, Jake and Donnie ( Jake's best friend was going to Florida with us for a few weeks) rode in the Penske truck with Eric. We stopped for lunch at about 3pm we ate turkey sandwiches and got A&W root beer floats. I took pictures of everyone while we were getting gas, not aware that these would be the last pictures I would ever take of Jake again. The boys were having a good time, I asked Jake if he wanted to drive the SUV he said sure just as long as he and Donnie were together. Jake always wanted to go on a road trip with Donnie. I thought since we were right ahead of them in the moving truck and the road was flat, no traffic that they would be fine to drive. Certainly more safe than driving in San Diego traffic. Jake had been driving for a about 2 hours. We had just talked with Jake on the walky talky and told them 100 miles then we would stop at the hotel and go swimming and have pizza by the pool. It wasn't more than 15 minutes when Eric looked in the rear view mirror of the truck and said, " OH MY GOD". I knew at that moment my babies were in serious trouble! What I saw with my own eyes I could not believe! I thought this isn't real this isn't happening! I jumped out of the truck with Ryan running with me by my side down the highway to my children. It was 110 degrees as soon as you breathed the air your mouth went dry like you hadn't drank for a week. My legs wouldn't run any faster and I felt like I was going in slow motion. As I ran I called 911, I couldn't tell the operator where we were, we were in the middle of nowhere in New Mexico. Thank God for GPS on my phone, she new exactly where we were, marker 68. I thought my children were all dead, the truck was on it's side, everything had been thrown out of it. Eric had ran ahead of me and gave me the thumbs up signal that they were alive. I thought, thank God their going to be okay!! I came to Jessica first, she was sitting up and crying. I knew she was hurt bad , but she would be okay. I ran to Jake where I looked over to Donnie who was talking to and reaching for Ryan. I knew Donnie was going to be okay. I couldn't leave my Jake, I knew he was dying. He was making a gurgling noise and blood was coming from his mouth and nose. I held Jake's head to the side so that he wouldn't choke. The road was burning hot, I worried it was burning Jake. I could feel the back of Jake's head and it was squishy I knew he had head trauma. His right eye was huge and swelled shut. Jake's left eye was half open, I looked into his eye, but he wasn't their, I know his soul had left his body and he was above looking down. Jake was not feeling any pain. I prayed for him to stay with me to fight and I prayed to God to watch over him and for my Grandma to come to him for in my heart I knew my boy was dying. I begged for him to stay and not to leave. The Ambulance finally came, I rode with Jake to the nearest Hospital 30 min away. Ryan was with me, sitting on my lap not making a sound. When we got to the Hospital they would not let me in with Jake, they were trying to save him. When Jake flat lined, I was called into the room where they shocked Jake's chest 2 times. He wasn't able to come back he tried desperately for 2 and a half hours he fought to stay alive. Jake's body was too badly damaged. He died of multiple severe blunt blows to the body. Jake died on July 1st 2005 at 7:38 pm in Deming New Mexico. I looked at my boy in such disbelieve; I kissed his check and hugged him for the last time. I love him so very much and I don't understand how someone so young and beautiful and so full of life and love could be taken from us all. God has bigger plans for him, I know in my heart that heaven is a far better place to be. But for everyone who has to stay here without Jake, the pain for me is unbearable. I love my son more than life itself. I think of him from the moment I awake until I go to bed at night. He is always with me in my heart and in spirit. Jake does live on and he lets me know he is here. He will forever be missed!!!!!!!! I Love You Jake!!!! Mama