my journey
My name is Vonna Contino Maslanka.
Jonathan McEachern is my son one of my three children.
The day he died I lost a part of my soul, the day he died his journey ended with a new beginning, the day he died my life became his journey ~
Jon's story left untold here on earth ~
My Mission ~ to put a spin on his journey ~ through my passion as an artist.
"The Children of our Future ~
We as artists of all mediums have the
ability to educate these children of our future lead more significant
lives; by creating that spark
in the arts that they have deep inside!
To work together within our own community guiding these children towards
harmonious relationships & happiness for the rest of their lives."
Grief is all encompassing whether it be the loss of your child, family member, pet, divorce, or that skateboard that just busted in two doing a trick ~ grief is grief.
This is the first written note posted on the internet after Jon died.
"Jon will be missed by all, forgotten by none, and carried on through each one of us for the rest of our lives. He carried a huge place in a lot of people's hearts, and for that, we must be thankful. Not only has he helped us to learn the power of laughter in sorrowful times, but he has also taught us each to not take life for granted.
Jonathan was an unbelievable son, brother, and friend. He will forever be imprinted in our hearts, and may his soul be carried on forever through the memories we have of him.
Jon is in a better place, where it's safe and sound. He is looking down on each of us, and I know he wants us to all be strong. Jonathan fought until he couldn't fight any longer, and now he's resting in peace.
R.I.P. Jonny boy, we all love you."
A Friend ~
I attended my first wake and it was one of the hardest things I had to deal with. People say that everything happens for a reason and when it comes to death it is so hard to find a reason. Since Jon left me, friends, family, I tried to search and find some type of positive. I found the positive of living my life the way Jon would have wanted me to. He encouraged me and was so proud of my education and made jokes about how I would be a teacher one day. I feel like I am not just doing this for me, but doing it for him. He made me proud and I know that I am trying so hard to make him proud of me. I try finding the positive in everything, in every part of my day and even at the end of the day I search for one positive aspect from my day. I am not taking anything, life, friends, family, or anything for granted. I want everyone to know how I feel. I want everyone to know how much I appreciate them, love them and care for them. I may not have been able to save Jon, but he saved me. He changed my life and it is so hard to put into words sometimes. I find myself re-evaluating my life and my relationships because of him, because of one soul, one person.
I will always miss you Jon. Our friendship did not end and your soul will never escape this world. You will never escape from my memory and my heart. I know you are still around and I hope that you will always be around to remind me that I have someone always looking after me. Thank you for changing my life, for making me a better person.
When I read this post by one of Jon's good friends, I realized what I needed to do - this website is all about them ~ this website is also all about you.Jon was always the one in high school to goof off and not give a f*** what anybody thinks, or so it seemed. Its possible that he needed more love than he was given. if you were sad, Jon would take you in, say something sweet and tell you not to worry. and then make a funny face or drop a corny joke. the system got him, the f**** system forced Jon to grow up way too fast, and then he lost himself within it.
We remember Jon for the laughter, love and depth that he spread to us all.
Don't worry, things like this happen to great souls like Jon's to give us a new perspective on life. His soul is free now, not tied down by the American justice and currency system, and there is no one standing in front of him in a room full of people telling him right from wrong. he can find his own path back to happiness and peace. after all he's been through, he deserves it.
Jonathan is one of the many that have died due to dirty drugs, pure heroin ~ without knowing ~ his death certificate ~ homicide ~
I cannot confirm for a fact the number of children in our community that have died this past year, one is enough, 6 - 8 is way too many ~
Please join me on my journey to educate the young, to educate the parents, the teachers, the community.
Respectfully,
Vonna Maslanka
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