Jason Gilbert Faber
September 12, 1990 — February 23, 2018
JASON GILBERT FABER
age 27 of Boynton Beach passed away Friday, February 23, 2018.Jason, you brought so much joy to our lives.
From the instant we found out I was pregnant, love grew in our hearts. And this miracle came into our lives! A perfect, beautiful, sweet little boy that inspired us in so many ways.
I remember that your Dad and I could not get enough of you and would fight to hold you. People would warn us that babies shouldn’t be held too much or they would be spoiled. Not true. You were calm, content and happy.
You continued to amaze us every day. You were sensitive yet brave and adventurous. And absolutely crazy smart. You were like a walking little sponge that would absorb everything.
And it never stopped. Year after year you grew smarter with a witty, unique sense of humor. And our hearts were filled with pride and love.
I remember the first week of kindergarten the teacher called me in for a meeting. She wanted to let us know that you could not be in that class. But that was because you were so far ahead of the other kids. She was impressed with your vocabulary and mature behavior for your age. She proceeded to tell me that she had made a circle with the kids and played this little game to observe their capabilities. They had to throw this little bag at each other and name the part of the body it landed on, such as hand, leg, feet, head, etc. When it was your turn and the bag landed on your chest, you confidently said “pectoral muscle”
They then convinced us that you should be tested to be placed in the gifted program. Well, that year you were not only placed in the gifted program but moved ahead to first grade, plus attended second grade English classes.
When I think back maybe it was not a very smart decision on our part. You may have been pushed too hard, too early. It was like you did not fit anywhere and thrived to please. At times it seemed like you were more comfortable in an adult world than a child’s one.
Six years later we were blessed with another wonderful little boy. Your brother Jesse was born. Jesse grew up watching your every move and loving you like a superhero.
You and your brother filled our hearts with joy and we continued to motivate you to explore and learn. Since our family is a melting pot, our goal was to have you know both sides of your heritage. We are blessed with an adventurous family who embraced this and generously shared their love and resources.
We made incredible memories on trips to Iceland and Brazil. Uncle Don, Ruthann and Jara led the way on expeditions through the woods, the beach, diving lessons, skiing and, most importantly, through sharing their experiences and stimulating your curiosity. Berta and Kristjan welcomed you many times and taught you about Icelandic culture and nature. You went on a youth mission trip to Honduras with our beloved priests, Father Harris and Father Vargas.
Family has always been a big part of your life. Uncle Brian encouraged a passion for football, especially the FSU Seminoles. You were privileged to have spent time with Uncle Danny, who has also left us. Remember when you got a pet snake and mom would absolutely not live under the same roof with that creature? It was Uncle Danny who fostered the snake for you.
When you were 10 years old you spent the summer with Vovo Cyra (Grandma Cyra), exploring Virginopolis (a small town in Brazil) with cousins Ana and Flavia. You visited farms, milked cows, rode horses and met and played with many cousins. To our surprise you came back not only speaking Portuguese but had adapted your sense of humor to Brazilian culture. Though Vovo Cyra has visited us many times in the US, she cherishes that time she spent with you.
When it was time to go to High School you did not seem to find a place for the perfect, well behaved, smart little boy you had been. All you wanted was to be like everybody else. You struggled, and we did not see it. All we saw was this handsome, charming, intelligent young man with nothing but success ahead of him. What we also did not realize was that out there, there were monsters preying on confused adolescents.
You graduated with honors and were awarded prestigious scholarships to go to college. But little by little you pulled away. And the monsters would not leave you alone. As you started to mature you fought them, and we fought them with you, with unconditional love. The burden was dark, heavy and lonely. We had amazing support from family and friends who were always by our side offering love with no judgment. My brother Leo and his wife Jackie have walked this journey with us.
This past year things started to clear up and we finally had you back. Our Jason was home, whole. We enjoyed and shared Thanksgiving, Christmas and my birthday with family and friends. You were surrounded by love, laughter and joy. Every day mom got to kiss you good morning and good night and tell you that she loved you. Dad loved playing golf with you on Sundays. And life was normal again. Through all the suffering you had endured, you had become a strong and resilient man. And as always, we were so proud.
But the fight was not over and the monster came back to hound you. This time GOD said: “Enough”. You can have his body but his soul is mine.
Jason, you are in heaven now, in peace and free.
We love you and will miss you forever,
Mom, Dad and Jesse
Friends will be received Monday, March 5, 2018 from 10 AM until 12 Noon at Scobee-Combs-Bowden Funeral Home, corner of U.S. Hwy. #1 & N.E. 15th Ave., Boynton Beach. A Funeral Mass will follow at St. Thomas More Catholic Church, 10935 South Military Trail, Boynton Beach at 1:00 PM. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to St. Thomas More Catholic Church in Jason's memory.
age 27 of Boynton Beach passed away Friday, February 23, 2018.Jason, you brought so much joy to our lives.
From the instant we found out I was pregnant, love grew in our hearts. And this miracle came into our lives! A perfect, beautiful, sweet little boy that inspired us in so many ways.
I remember that your Dad and I could not get enough of you and would fight to hold you. People would warn us that babies shouldn’t be held too much or they would be spoiled. Not true. You were calm, content and happy.
You continued to amaze us every day. You were sensitive yet brave and adventurous. And absolutely crazy smart. You were like a walking little sponge that would absorb everything.
And it never stopped. Year after year you grew smarter with a witty, unique sense of humor. And our hearts were filled with pride and love.
I remember the first week of kindergarten the teacher called me in for a meeting. She wanted to let us know that you could not be in that class. But that was because you were so far ahead of the other kids. She was impressed with your vocabulary and mature behavior for your age. She proceeded to tell me that she had made a circle with the kids and played this little game to observe their capabilities. They had to throw this little bag at each other and name the part of the body it landed on, such as hand, leg, feet, head, etc. When it was your turn and the bag landed on your chest, you confidently said “pectoral muscle”
They then convinced us that you should be tested to be placed in the gifted program. Well, that year you were not only placed in the gifted program but moved ahead to first grade, plus attended second grade English classes.
When I think back maybe it was not a very smart decision on our part. You may have been pushed too hard, too early. It was like you did not fit anywhere and thrived to please. At times it seemed like you were more comfortable in an adult world than a child’s one.
Six years later we were blessed with another wonderful little boy. Your brother Jesse was born. Jesse grew up watching your every move and loving you like a superhero.
You and your brother filled our hearts with joy and we continued to motivate you to explore and learn. Since our family is a melting pot, our goal was to have you know both sides of your heritage. We are blessed with an adventurous family who embraced this and generously shared their love and resources.
We made incredible memories on trips to Iceland and Brazil. Uncle Don, Ruthann and Jara led the way on expeditions through the woods, the beach, diving lessons, skiing and, most importantly, through sharing their experiences and stimulating your curiosity. Berta and Kristjan welcomed you many times and taught you about Icelandic culture and nature. You went on a youth mission trip to Honduras with our beloved priests, Father Harris and Father Vargas.
Family has always been a big part of your life. Uncle Brian encouraged a passion for football, especially the FSU Seminoles. You were privileged to have spent time with Uncle Danny, who has also left us. Remember when you got a pet snake and mom would absolutely not live under the same roof with that creature? It was Uncle Danny who fostered the snake for you.
When you were 10 years old you spent the summer with Vovo Cyra (Grandma Cyra), exploring Virginopolis (a small town in Brazil) with cousins Ana and Flavia. You visited farms, milked cows, rode horses and met and played with many cousins. To our surprise you came back not only speaking Portuguese but had adapted your sense of humor to Brazilian culture. Though Vovo Cyra has visited us many times in the US, she cherishes that time she spent with you.
When it was time to go to High School you did not seem to find a place for the perfect, well behaved, smart little boy you had been. All you wanted was to be like everybody else. You struggled, and we did not see it. All we saw was this handsome, charming, intelligent young man with nothing but success ahead of him. What we also did not realize was that out there, there were monsters preying on confused adolescents.
You graduated with honors and were awarded prestigious scholarships to go to college. But little by little you pulled away. And the monsters would not leave you alone. As you started to mature you fought them, and we fought them with you, with unconditional love. The burden was dark, heavy and lonely. We had amazing support from family and friends who were always by our side offering love with no judgment. My brother Leo and his wife Jackie have walked this journey with us.
This past year things started to clear up and we finally had you back. Our Jason was home, whole. We enjoyed and shared Thanksgiving, Christmas and my birthday with family and friends. You were surrounded by love, laughter and joy. Every day mom got to kiss you good morning and good night and tell you that she loved you. Dad loved playing golf with you on Sundays. And life was normal again. Through all the suffering you had endured, you had become a strong and resilient man. And as always, we were so proud.
But the fight was not over and the monster came back to hound you. This time GOD said: “Enough”. You can have his body but his soul is mine.
Jason, you are in heaven now, in peace and free.
We love you and will miss you forever,
Mom, Dad and Jesse
Friends will be received Monday, March 5, 2018 from 10 AM until 12 Noon at Scobee-Combs-Bowden Funeral Home, corner of U.S. Hwy. #1 & N.E. 15th Ave., Boynton Beach. A Funeral Mass will follow at St. Thomas More Catholic Church, 10935 South Military Trail, Boynton Beach at 1:00 PM. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to St. Thomas More Catholic Church in Jason's memory.
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