Jill Maurer Campbell was afraid of heights, but that didn't stop her from fulfilling a lifelong dream of skydiving when she was in
Jill was independent and career-minded, but she never gave up her baby blanket-or
"tickle", as she liked to call it.
Although she was spontaneous-taking spur-of-the-moment trips or making lastminute plans-she was extremely organized and saved everything in neatly organized scrapbooks, including a letter she wrote to the tooth fairy when she lost her first tooth.
Jill had wanderlust, diligently saving her money so she could see the world, but she was rooted in family and never strayed far from her hometown of
Jill wasn't predictable, but she was grounded and loving, and she always followed her heart. And the one thing that inhabited her heart, from the time she was a little girl, was a goal she always knew she was moving toward: the dream ofJake...the little boy who lived in her heart, years before he was even a reality.
Jill’s Smile
Jeanne says her best physical feature was her smile, and it seems that the one thing so many people remember about her so vividly was exactly that warm, happy smile.
Steve Campbell
"She was a beautiful person who could brighten up a room (or a bus, or an entire school) with her smile." Michael Williamson
"We miss your beautiful face, the sound of your voice...your laughter, your great smile (that could light up a room)." Linda Maurer
"I will always remember your smile, your wonderful laugh, and the joy that you brought my family." John Campbell
"I miss walking in every morning and seeing your smile-or that look like you're ready to kill someone!" Lorena Munoz
"I will never ever forget the first time I saw Jill. She was coming in for a second interview with Helen, and she walked in and gave me a beautiful, sincere smile." Saida Guadalupe
Born
At Christmas time the Maurer family would travel upstate; no not
In summer, the family would head to Daniels, which is a family-oriented resort in
Even though Jill was an excellent student she was not an introverted book type. Her husband Steve recalled a reunion he attended with her and said, “a lot of people commented to me that even though Jill was very bright, she always had time for everyone and mixed in with everyone. She was always very approachable and social.”
Jill was focused, not afraid of what others thought of her, said her mother Jeanne. Her father Joe recalled, “We used to call her ‘Chinese Water Torture’ – she just kept hammering at you until you gave in.
Following graduation from high school, Jill enrolled at
Jill and Steve dated for a little (destiny doesn’t always have to take forever) while before Steve popped the question while on a trip to
Little time was wasted in beginning the quest for Jake, although conception was not immediate. Jill required minor surgery to remove scar tissue, but following a short few weeks for recuperation they were able to begin trying again.
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At last my love has come along,
my lonely days are over and life is like a song.
At last the skies above are blue,
well my heart was wrapped up in clover,
the night I looked at you.
I found a dream that I could speak to,
a dream that I could call my own.
I found a thrill to press my cheek to…
a thrill that I have never known.
You smile…you smile and then the spell was cast.
And here we are in heaven…
for you are mine at last.
The Etta James arrangement and recording of “At Last,” as well as Irish lullabies were the musical selections Jill would play each evening for Jake while he took up residence within her. She cut out smoking, drinking and ate healthily and honed up with all sorts of reading material in an effort to prepare for the caring, loving and raising of their miracle.
Following 24 hours of labor Jacob Joseph Campbell entered the world on November 4, 2000 at 9 lbs, one ounce; no small feat for someone with Jill’s small frame. During the name selection process, Jill thought that “Jake Campbell,” would be a good name for a future player on her favorite team the NY Mets.
Jill concentrated on giving Jake a good foundation for life with music, reading, talking to him and even taught him sign language (brilliant!!!) to ease communication between them.
Jakes christening allowed for a dance between Jill and her son to the song she dedicated to him; “I Hope You Dance.”
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder.
You get you fill to eat, but always keep that hunger.
May you never take one single breath for granted.
God forbid love ever leaves you empty-handed.
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean.
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens.
Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance.
As fate would have it, the family took a memorable cruise to the
On a day, whose date need not be spoken, Jill received a picture of her, Steve and Jake taken at her nephews christening on September 9th via e-mail. Her cousin received the “read” notification from Jill’s e-mail allowing family the knowledge she had seen the photo of the beautiful family she had created one last time.
Jill Marie Maurer-Campbell
Thank you Jill
Great thanks and admiration to Jeanne Maurer, who I hope was not going out on any kind of limb in sharing pieces of their child’s life with me, a stranger. However, based upon who Jill is, I cannot imagine it was not offered willingly by all. No family is perfect, but the love and closeness this family shares isn’t the case for everyone on this earth. I take away from this experience a piece of my life that would never have been without it.
This project at once struck me as a wonderful idea and one that I did not hesitate signing up for; that said, it has been a gut-wrenching, stomach-twisting process. But in that process I have been touched by someone I never had the honor of meeting, but feel as though I know, if only in passing. May God bless all the families and friends directly affected and those with no familial loss; yet still feel a hole at their core as I do. Theirs is a challenge that many will not face in their lives and whenever possible they deserve everyone’s support.
It’s been five years and I may not think about it everyday; but I will never forget, nor will I likely ever forgive.
In the end though, the woman with the travel bug now has the universe as her playground; my guess is she is looking into it.
2,996: Jill Mare Maurer-Cambell
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