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From Jenna's Family:

May 8, 2015

I was driving in the car the other day and I thought about the phrase that we often say to someone who is going through a tragedy and/or trial-- “It’s going to be O.K.” It always rubbed me the wrong way when I heard this because I thought “Well how do you know?” As I reflect more on this phrase with a bit more maturity (but not much more) I’m starting to gain a better understanding of it.

I realize now, as cliche as I once thought it might be, everything is going to be O.K. But even more than just O.K., everything is going to be made perfect. And why? Simply and solely because the atonement of our Savior, even Jesus Christ, has made it so. Whether things are made O.K. in this life or the next, Christ has made it possible for all wrongs to be made right, for all the heartache to be bearable, and for all the broken pieces to be mended.

I think my frustration with this phrase came from my limited understanding of time. God is eternal; His timeline is not like man's time. It’s very difficult for my mortal mind to grasp this concept, but understanding and trusting in God’s eternal perspective is at the core of true faith and hope. What I am beginning to understand is not everything will be made right in this life (no matter how desperately at times I wish it were.) However, that doesn't mean it won't be made so in the next. The Lord spoke these words to Joseph Smith while he was imprisoned in Liberty, Missouri: “My son, peace be unto thy soul; thine adversity and thine afflictions shall be but a small moment; And then, if thou endure it well, God shall exalt thee on high; thou shalt triumph over all thy foes” (Doctrine and Covenants 121:7-8.) This life is a small dot on the timeline of eternity. The suffering we experience in this life will not last forever, the loose ends will all be tied, and all questions will be made clear. I know this because I know Christ's atonement, followed three days later by His resurrection, to be the most important and significant event that has or will ever happen in all eternity. It is because of Him that I don't have to live in fear of never seeing Jenna again. It is because of Him that I don't have to live with my sins forever. It is because of Him that I am able to bear my burdens because He bore them for me. It is because of Him that I do not walk this journey of life alone. My Savior knows me, He loves me, and He wants me to be happy-- the same can be said for all of us. And it is because of Him that I know everything will be O.K. I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, our Savior and Redeemer, amen.

Tessa Rowe

October 28, 2014

Shortly after the death of his wife, Ruth, in a terrible automobile accident, our bishop (pastor) bore an unwavering testimony of the eternal nature of his family. I will never forget the Sunday David, our bishop, stood at the pulpit and bore testimony that the events of April 26, 2005, the day Ruth was killed, were of no consequence to his eternal family. He understood that the separation from his wife was only temporary and that he would see her, be with her again. My own testimony of this gospel truth was strengthened that day, almost ten years ago.

In the 7 years since Jenna’s death, I have come to know this truth for myself. The events of October 28, 2007, although the most difficult day of my entire life, were of NO consequence to our eternal family. Jenna is STILL my child, daughter to John, sister to John, Joseph, Hayley and Tessa. Because of covenants we have made and ordinances we have participated in, our family is bound together forever. Over these seven years, we have added to our family – amazing spouses and beautiful grandchildren. They, too, are sealed in our family tapestry because of covenants and ordinances in a holy temple. I believe this with every fiber of my body.

I am so grateful for my Savior. He is the way. Through Him our families can become eternal families. He is the way home to those we love and miss beyond the veil.

Because of this knowledge, the sting of Jenna’s death is less sharp. My belief in Him and a better understanding of His love for me have strengthened me in my grief these many years.



October 28, 2013


Where can I turn for peace?
Where is my solace
When other sources cease to make me whole?
When with a wounded heart, anger, or malice,
I draw myself apart,
Searching my soul?

Where, when my aching grows,
Where, when I languish,
Where, in my need to know, where can I run?
Where is the quiet hand to calm my anguish?
Who, who can understand?

He answers privately,
Reaches my reaching
In my Gethsemane, Savior and Friend.
Gentle the peace He finds for my beseeching.
Constant He is and kind,
Love without end.

Emma Lou Thayne

Jenna, I miss you every single day. Six years later, I still ache. I look forward to the day when we see each other again. Because of my faith in a loving God and His son, my Savior, and the promises that bind our family forever, I know I will see you again. What a glorious day that will be.



May 26, 2013

I had the extreme blessing of teaching "The Plan of Salvation" in our Sunday School Gospel Doctrine class today. It seemed appropriate, though difficult, to teach this on your 23rd birthday. I'm so grateful for the opportunity I had to study and reconfirm my testimony of this great gift from God. He loves us so much.

And I love Him for the light and understanding He brought to the world concerning the purpose of life - that mortality is a step in an eternal journey, that we lived before we came here, that there was design in our coming, that we are sons and daughters of God our Eternal Father with a divine and wonderful birthright, that we are here to be tested and to grow...that death is a step across the threshold into another realm as real and as purposeful as this.

The pain of death is swallowed up in the peace of eternal life.

Jenna, I miss you more than ever. I cherish the day you and Tessa were born. My joy will be complete at our joyful reunion on the other side.



October 28, 2012

It is five years ago today that my sweet, twin sister and best friend, Jenna, slipped peacefully from this life and returned back to her Heavenly Father. After five years the painful memories of her accident and that week spent in the hospital remain crystal clear. These memories, I fear, will completely retreat, but I do testify that the sting I feel, the sting of her death, has been swallowed up in Christ (1Cor. 15:55-57 & Mosiah 16:8). Jenna’s death was a horrible tragedy, one that has brought much pain, heartache and sorrow to many people. But I rejoice and find peace in the Atonement of our Savior, Jesus Christ, I rejoice in knowing that He died so that we may live again, I rejoice in the promise of eternal families, and I rejoice in knowing that this life is not the end and I will see Jenna again. These painful memories may never fade but I know I can do all things, even overcome the death of my beloved sister, “through Christ which strengtheneth me” (Philippians 4:13).

In closing, I would like to share a few words from a talk given by Elder Shayne M. Bowen titled “Because I Live, You Shall Live Also”.

This talk was given in the October 2012 General Conference (

Elder Bowen spoke of losing his eight-months-old son, Tyson.

“As we entered the room where Tyson lay, we saw our lifeless little bundle of joy. It seemed as though he had a celestial glow around his little body. He was so radiant and pure.

At that moment it felt as if our world had come to an end....

It is impossible to describe the mixture of feelings that I had at that point in my life. Most of the time I felt as if I were in a bad dream and that I would soon wake up and this terrible nightmare would be over. For many nights I didn’t sleep. I often wandered in the night from one room to the other, making sure that our other children were all safe.

Feelings of guilt racked my soul. I felt so guilty. I felt dirty. I was his father; I should have done more to protect him. If only I would have done this or that. Sometimes even today, 22 years later, those feelings begin to creep into my heart, and I need to get rid of them quickly because they can be destructive….

… Tormenting thoughts continued to plague me, and I soon began to feel anger. “This isn’t fair! How could God do this to me? Why me? What did I do to deserve this?” I even felt myself get angry with people who were just trying to comfort us. I remember friends saying, “I know how you feel.” I would think to myself, “You have no idea how I feel. Just leave me alone.” I soon found that self-pity can also be very debilitating. I was ashamed of myself for having unkind thoughts about dear friends who were only trying to help.

As I felt the guilt, anger, and self-pity trying to consume me, I prayed that my heart could change. Through very personal sacred experiences, the Lord gave me a new heart, and even though it was still lonely and painful, my whole outlook changed. I was given to know that I had not been robbed but rather that there was a great blessing awaiting me if I would prove faithful.

My life started to change, and I was able to look forward with hope, rather than look backward with despair. I testify that this life is not the end. The spirit world is real. The teachings of the prophets regarding life after death are true. This life is but a transitory step forward on our journey back to our Heavenly Father.

Tyson has remained a very integral part of our family. Through the years it has been wonderful to see the mercy and kindness of a loving Father in Heaven, who has allowed our family to feel in very tangible ways the influence of Tyson. I testify that the veil is thin. The same feelings of loyalty, love, and family unity don’t end as our loved ones pass to the other side; instead, those feelings are intensified.

Sometimes people will ask, “How long did it take you to get over it?” The truth is, you will never completely get over it until you are together once again with your departed loved ones. I will never have a fulness of joy until we are reunited in the morning of the First Resurrection.

‘For man is spirit. The elements are eternal, and spirit and element, inseparably connected, receive a fulness of joy;

“And when separated, man cannot receive a fulness of joy.’

But in the meantime, as the Savior taught, we can continue with good cheer.

I have learned that the bitter, almost unbearable pain can become sweet as you turn to your Father in Heaven and plead for His comfort that comes through His plan; His Son, Jesus Christ; and His Comforter, who is the Holy Ghost.

What a glorious blessing this is in our lives. Wouldn’t it be tragic if we didn’t feel great sorrow when we lose a child? How grateful I am to my Father in Heaven that He allows us to love deeply and love eternally. How grateful I am for eternal families. How grateful I am that He has revealed once again through His living prophets the glorious plan of redemption.

Remember as you attended the funeral of your loved one the feelings in your heart as you drove away from the cemetery and looked back to see that solitary casket—wondering if your heart would break.

I testify that because of Him, even our Savior, Jesus Christ, those feelings of sorrow, loneliness, and despair will one day be swallowed up in a fulness of joy. I testify that we can depend on Him and when He said:

‘I will not leave you comfortless: I will come to you.

“Yet a little while, and the world seeth me no more; but ye see me: because I live, ye shall live also.’”

I echo Elder Bowen’s words, “This life is not the end… but a transitory step forward on our journey back to our Heavenly Father.” I know our Heavenly Father loves us and He is cheering us on with every step we take back to Him.



May 26, 2012

I must admit, it’s always a little difficult to know just what to say. I’m afraid that these posts often benefit me more than they do others, but I pray that as you read this you may find some peace and comfort amidst my ramblings.

Today, May 26, 2012, is my twin sister, Jenna, and my 22nd birthday. Ever since Jenna’s passing I always wake up on the morning of our birthday with bittersweet feelings. I remember all the wonderful birthday parties we had together, and how much fun it was to share it with my best friend. I mean, double the toys, what could be better than that? But then, sadly, bitter reality sets in and I am reminded that I will no longer share another birthday with Jenn here in this life, and I can’t help but feel a void on our special day that can only be filled by my twin sister. Fortunately, the loneliness doesn’t linger long because I am surrounded by friends and family who love and support me. I am so grateful for a Heavenly Father who knows and loves me and who knows that the support from loved ones is just what I need to make this day a happy one.

I recently read this talk given my Elder Richard G. Scott, of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints at the April 2012 General Conference. He quoted President Joseph F. Smith (1876-1972), “I believe we move and have our being in the presence of heavenly messengers and of heavenly beings. We are not separate from them. …We are closely related to our kindred, to our ancestors… who have preceded us into the spirit world. We cannot forget them; we do not cease to love them; we always hold them in our hearts, in memory, and thus we are associated and united to them by ties that we cannot break. … [They] can see us better than we can see them; they know us better than we know them. … they love us now more than ever. … their love for us and their desire for our well being must be greater than that which we feel for ourselves.”

Elder Scott, who lost his own wife, goes on to say, “We can strengthen our relationship with the departed individual we love by recognizing that the separation is temporary.”

In closing, I’d like to leave my testimony of eternal families, one principle of the gospel of Jesus Christ that brings me the most peace and happiness. I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that Jesus Christ did suffer and die for all of us so that we might rise again, just as He did, and return home to our Heavenly Father. And I know that our Heavenly Father love us so much that He has allowed us the opportunity to see our loved ones again. I receive strength in knowing that my separation from Jenna is only temporary, and when the day comes that I will see her again will be the greatest celebration of all.


************************************************************************************************** February 22, 2012

It’s been a while since I've made a post but I feel so impressed to write on this site today. I attended the funeral of the mother of one of the girls’ soccer teammates at Lewisville High School. It was a beautiful service. CoCo (as the girls called her) spoke and delivered a beautiful tribute to her mother. She was so brave. The pastor also gave comforting words to the congregation from the book of Job. In Job, chapter 14, Job testifies of the shortness of life, the certainty of death, and the guarantee of a resurrection. In verse 14, he asks, “If a man die, shall he live again? All the days of my appointed time will I wait, till my change come.”

Thomas S. Monson said this - “…we laugh, we cry, we work, we play, we love, we live. And then we die. Death is our universal heritage. All must pass its portals. Death claims the aged, the weary and worn. It visits the youth in the bloom of hope and the glory of expectation. Nor are little children kept beyond its grasp. In the words of the Apostle Paul, “it is appointed unto men once to die.” (Hebrews 9:27)

To all who have lost loved ones, we would turn Job’s question to an answer: If a man die, he SHALL live again. We know for we have the light of revealed truth. “I am the resurrection, and the life”, spoke the Master. “He that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die.” (John 11:25-26)

The closing line of the closing song at Jenna’s funeral was this: “Oh, sweet the joy this sentence gives: I know that my Redeemer lives!”

And this is what sustains me EVERY SINGLE DAY.


************************************************************************************************** October 26, 2011

I cannot understand – the farther away I get from this dreadful week four years ago, the more difficult it is to be truthful when I am not having a good day. I should not be ashamed or embarrassed by my lingering grief, but sometimes I am. Shouldn’t 1,460 days be time enough to just move on? Isn’t four years enough time to dull the ache that looms in the back of my mind every waking hour? By grieving so long, don’t I betray my faith in everything I’ve ever believed about life after death?

I just miss her. That’s all.

Most days, I don’t allow myself to go to that dark place of images that are tucked away in my memory. It would be debilitating. But this week, I will. This Friday, October 28, 2011, I will. Then on October 29th, I will put on my game face and count my many, many, MANY blessings. I will trust in my Savior’s love and His promises and look to Him for comfort.

My dear sweet Jenna, I miss you.



August 12, 2011

I’m struggling today. Danielle, our dear niece-in-law, has a sister that lost her 7 month old daughter, Ruby Jane, to a rare liver disease after a valiant fight. We have been praying for Ruby since we learned of her disease several months ago. Prayers were not answered in the way we had hoped, as with Jenna. We learned of Ruby’s passing this morning and painful memories flooded my mind. My heart is breaking for this young mother and father as they begin the grieving process. The days after the death and preceding the funeral are filled with shock, numbness and the stark reality of hospital expenses and funeral costs.

If you are interested in reading about dear Ruby and her brave fight, here is the link to her mother's blog. (You'll have to cut and paste.)

I have wanted to post this address by Paul V. Johnson, a leader in our church, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (Mormon), for quite some time now. Ruby’s passing has caused me to reread Elder Johnson’s words with the desire to pass them on. He gave this talk in April 2011 and I read and listen to it often as I consider what I need to learn from Jenna’s passing. I am comforted by his words as he teaches about the necessity of trials. It’s really long but so worth the time to read.

“Earth life includes tests, trials, and tribulations, and some of the trials we face in life can be excruciating. Whether it be illness, betrayal, temptations, loss of a loved one, natural disasters, or some other ordeal, affliction is part of our mortal experience. Many have wondered why we must face difficult challenges. We know that one reason is to provide a trial of our faith to see if we will do all the Lord has commanded.1 Fortunately this earth life is the perfect setting to face—and pass—these tests.

But these trials are not just to test us. They are vitally important to the process of putting on the divine nature. If we handle these afflictions properly, they will be consecrated for our gain.

Elder Orson F. Whitney said: “No pain that we suffer, no trial that we experience is wasted. … All that we suffer and all that we endure, especially when we endure it patiently, builds up our characters, purifies our hearts, expands our souls, and makes us more tender and charitable. … It is through sorrow and suffering, toil and tribulation, that we gain the education that we come here to acquire.”

…At times it may seem that our trials are focused on areas of our lives and parts of our souls with which we seem least able to cope. Since personal growth is an intended outcome of these challenges, it should come as no surprise that the trials can be very personal—almost laser guided to our particular needs or weaknesses. And no one is exempt, especially not Saints striving to do what’s right. Some obedient Saints may ask, “Why me? I’m trying to be good! Why is the Lord allowing this to happen?” The furnace of affliction helps purify even the very best of Saints by burning away the dross in their lives and leaving behind pure gold. Even very rich ore needs refining to remove impurities. Being good is not enough. We want to become like the Savior, who learned as He suffered “pains and afflictions and temptations of every kind.”

In the midst of problems, it is nearly impossible to see that the coming blessings far outweigh the pain, humiliation, or heartbreak we may be experiencing at the time. “No chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous: nevertheless afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby.” The Apostle Paul taught, “For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory.” It is interesting that Paul uses the term “light affliction.” This comes from a person who was beaten, stoned, shipwrecked, imprisoned, and who experienced many other trials. I doubt many of us would label our afflictions light. Yet in comparison to the blessings and growth we ultimately receive, both in this life and in eternity, our afflictions truly are light.

We don’t seek out tests, trials, and tribulations. Our personal journey through life will provide just the right amount for our needs. Many trials are just a natural part of our mortal existence, but they play such an important role in our progress.

As the Savior’s mortal ministry came to a close, He experienced the most difficult trial of all time—the incredible suffering in Gethsemane and on Golgotha. This preceded the glorious Resurrection and the promise that all our suffering will someday be done away. His suffering was a prerequisite to the empty tomb that Easter morning and to our future immortality and eternal life.

Sometimes we want to have growth without challenges and to develop strength without any struggle. But growth cannot come by taking the easy way. We clearly understand that an athlete who resists rigorous training will never become a world-class athlete. We must be careful that we don’t resent the very things that help us put on the divine nature.

Not one of the trials and tribulations we face is beyond our limits, because we have access to help from the Lord. We can do all things through Christ, who strengthens us.

After recovering from serious health challenges, Elder Robert D. Hales shared the following in general conference: “On a few occasions, I told the Lord that I had surely learned the lessons to be taught and that it wouldn’t be necessary for me to endure any more suffering. Such entreaties seemed to be of no avail, for it was made clear to me that this purifying process of testing was to be endured in the Lord’s time and in the Lord’s own way. … I … learned that I would not be left alone to meet these trials and tribulations but that guardian angels would attend me. There were some that were near angels in the form of doctors, nurses, and most of all my sweet companion, Mary. And on occasion, when the Lord so desired, I was to be comforted with visitations of heavenly hosts that brought comfort and eternal reassurances in my time of need.”

Our Heavenly Father loves us, and we “know that whosoever shall put their trust in God shall be supported in their trials, and their troubles, and their afflictions, and shall be lifted up at the last day.” Someday when we get to the other side of the veil, we want more than for someone just to tell us, “Well, you’re done.” Instead, we want the Lord to say, “Well done, thou good and faithful servant.”

I love the words of Paul: “Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? …

“Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us.”

I know that God lives and that His Son, Jesus Christ, lives. I also know that through Their help, we can be “more than conquerors” of the tribulations we face in this life. We can become like Them."

Sorry this was so long but I had the strong impression that someone needed this today. Maybe it was just me.


May 26, 2011

Jenna would be 21 years old today. I’ve been thinking about that day 21 years ago and the events that led to Jenna and Tessa’s birth. I was hospitalized twice during that pregnancy for high blood pressure and at eight months, the decision was made to do a few tests to see if the twins’ lungs were ready. It was becoming a dangerous situation for me and my obstetrician and the neonatal specialist were very concerned. On May 25, 1990, tests were done, babies were ready and the twins were born in the early morning hours of May 26. Tessa was first. She had been head down for several months and delivered easily, weighing 6 pounds 11 ounces. Jen, however, was head up and feet down which made for a tricky situation. Jenna’s entry into this world would be a little more difficult. She became distressed. Another OB and more nurses rushed in and John was asked to leave the room while emergency measures began. He was able to return and twenty-three minutes later, Jenna was born, as healthy as can be albeit only 4 pounds 14 ounces. She was a fighter from the very beginning and up until the very end. That will be her legacy. She was determined, headstrong and stubborn all through life.

I have given much thought lately and have tried to imagine the young woman she would be at this time in her life. In my mind’s eye, she would be more beautiful than ever. She would be close to graduating from college. I’m positive she’d be playing intramural volleyball and soccer to keep in shape. Maybe she would have found her Prince Charming by now and we’d be planning her wedding. But whatever wishes I had for Jenna on this earth cannot compare to the glory she now knows and though I know with assurance she is happy, I still miss her terribly. The ache from not hearing her voice, seeing her face and big brown eyes still lingers. Happy Birthday, Jenna and Tessa.

So, so much has happened to our family in the last few months. We are expecting two grandbabies – John Rowe and Joe’s wives are both pregnant and due just two weeks apart in September! John and I couldn’t be more excited to have these new spirits join our eternal family. And as most of you might know, Tessa got married just a few weeks ago to Byron Duncan in the Dallas Temple. We love Byron and are thrilled to have him in our quirky family. I’m certain Jenna is overjoyed with the way our family is growing.

As in the past three years, I need to again thank Peggy P. for her tireless efforts to raise money for the Valley Ridge Elementary Jenna Rowe Sigety Memorial Scholarship. This year, Peggy, her 3rd graders and the Valley Ridge students and teachers raised enough money for four scholarships! We love Peggy so much and her sweet husband, Dan, who supports her every year in this endeavor. Congratulations to this year’s recipients - Daniel M., Melissa S., Chelsi H. and Mason H.

It was exciting to see many old and dear friends at Tessa and Byron’s reception. Thank you so much for your continued friendship and prayers in our behalf. We truly desire to stay in touch with you all and would love to hear from you.



January 15, 2011

Christmas is over, guests have gone home, decorations are finally taken down. Another Christmas without you, Jen. It’s still unbearable. I miss you so much. My faith in an eternal plan helps me to know I will see you again. It gives me hope. But in times of sadness, my faith wanes.

I was strengthened by a recent address on faith by Richard G. Edgley. Here’s a portion of it.

“Because of the conflicts and challenges we face in today’s world, I wish to suggest a single choice—a choice of peace and protection and a choice that is appropriate for all. That choice is faith. Be aware that faith is not a free gift given without thought, desire, or effort. It does not come as the dew falls from heaven. The Savior said, “Come unto me” (Matthew 11:28) and “Knock, and it shall be [given] you” (Matthew 7:7). These are action verbs—come, knock. They are choices. So I say, choose faith. Choose faith over doubt, choose faith over fear, choose faith over the unknown and the unseen, and choose faith over pessimism…

Yes, faith is a choice, and it must be sought after and developed. Thus, we are responsible for our own faith. We are also responsible for our lack of faith. The choice is yours.

There is much that I do not know. I do not know the details of the organization of matter into the beautiful world we live in. I do not understand the intricacies of the Atonement, how the Savior’s sacrifice can cleanse all repentant people, or how the Savior could suffer “the pain of all men”…

But while I don’t know everything, I know the important. I know the plain and simple gospel truths that lead to salvation and exaltation. I know that the Savior did suffer the pain of all men and that all repentant people can be cleansed from sin. And what I don’t know or don’t completely understand, with the powerful aid of my faith, I bridge the gap and move on, partaking of the promises and blessings of the gospel. And then, as Alma teaches, our faith brings us to a perfect knowledge (see Alma 32:34). By moving forward into the unknown, armed only with hope and desire, we show evidence of our faith and our devotion to the Lord…”

My dear Jenna, because of you and our separation, I choose faith over doubt. I choose faith over fear. I choose faith over the unknown and the unseen. I choose faith over pessimism.



October 28, 2010

“Verily I say unto you, Whosoever shall not receive the kingdom of God as a little child shall in no wise enter therein.” - Luke 18:17.

It would seem a simple instruction; however, most of the time, at least for me, it can be difficult to apply. My pride, insecurities, and adult filters get in the way of hearing truth and principles. Yet when this instruction is applied in my daily life, and especially pertaining to the truths of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, verities are felt and exposed which have profound effects which stretch not only throughout this mortal life but also into the life given to me and you after we leave this earthly life.

The simple truths of the Gospel when viewed with a youthful, unfiltered attitude will prick our hearts and tug at our souls. We will yearn to experience more of these feelings and thoughts. Our faith will grow, even becoming “… the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”

As I read these inspired heartfelt diary entries – I am uplifted. The filters of daily life are removed – I become as a little child. I join you today and every day in remembering our Jenna and your Jenna, Ben, Sig, Jen Ben, Birdie and probably a few other choice names - as she became an ensign to us all when she declared “I know that Jesus Christ lives and is at the head of His Church today”.

A simple truth viewed through her youthful, honest, humble, beautiful eyes which proclamation continues to pull at my heart each day. While our hearts seem a bit heavier this day, I pray that we can smile when we think of Jenna; that we are edified by her eternal testimony of Jesus Christ; that we will strive to be yoked with Him; that as we learn of Him and become as a little child we “shall find rest unto our souls and our burden will be light.” .

John, Ellen, John, Joseph, Hayley, Tessa, Kim and Jocelyn


September 16, 2010

With each new school year, I remember the craziness of getting the kids' new schedules, buying school supplies, dropping children off, picking children up, signing countless forms (x5), volleyball tournaments, pep rallies, homecoming, etc. I miss it so much.

This was Jenna's FAVORITE time of year. She loved ordering new volleyball shorts and ankle braces from Midwest Volleyball Warehouse, getting new team shoes from Coach S. and receiving her team jersies. She thrived on practicing and playing volleyball and the camaraderie with her teammates. She loved hurrying to the football games right after the volleyball matches on Friday nights so she and the other players could sit in the Rowdy Crowd. She loved everything about Farmer life.

I miss sitting in the bleachers, watching Lady Farmer volleyball and cheering for my favorite setter.



August 4, 2010

Please take 8 minutes and watch an incredible story of forgiveness through tragedy...


June 30, 2010

Dear Peggy P.,

You are amazing! Thank you so much for your continued devotion to Jenna and her memory. You have dedicated so much of your energy and time to creating and funding her memorial scholarships. Why would a teacher who hasn’t taught my daughter for over 11 years be so devoted to her memory? You are a true example of love and charity to me and my family and I would guess, most (if not all), of your students.

I was so proud to attend the Lewisville Education Foundation Scholarship Awards Night seated beside you, Dan and your mom. Needless to say, I felt inadequate. I thank God for your influence in Jenna’s short life. To say you were her favorite teacher would be an enormous understatement.

Thank you for facilitating scholarships for Lindsay, Megan and Leah. What a blessing for these three college-bound girls.



May 26, 2010

My dearest Jenna,

Happy birthday. I miss you.



May 9, 2010

If you have 8 minutes, please cut and paste and watch this video. It's a perfect message for Mother's Day. I have been a follower of Stephanie Nielsen's blog for about 2 years. On days when I feel sorry for myself (and they are often), I consider Stephanie's struggles. I have been inspired by her story. You might too.



April 14, 2010

I found great comfort in the following excerpt from a recent conference address by Elder James B. Martino of The Seventy.

"Each of us will face trials and tests, it is how we react to those difficulties that will determine our success and happiness. Each of us will face adversity no matter where we are. We are taught in the scriptures that there “must needs be . . . an opposition in all things.” We will each face times of difficulty, and the question is not when we will face them but how we face them.

The Apostle Paul taught an interesting lesson only a few years before the Saints in Rome were to face some of the most violent persecution of any Christian era. Paul reminded the Saints that “all things work together for good to them that love God.” Our Heavenly Father, who loves us completely and perfectly, permits us to have experiences that will allow us to develop the traits and attributes we need to become more and more Christlike. Our trials come in many forms, but each will allow us to become more like the Savior as we learn to recognize the good that comes from each experience. As we understand this doctrine, we gain greater assurance of our Father’s love. We may never know in this life why we face what we do, but we can feel confident that we can grow from the experience."


March 20, 2010

I asked God the other day, if Jenna was okay. And he replied, “The smile you remember, is the smile she still carries.” I realized God made us part because we will meet again.

From a poem by Leslie Ekpe (one of Jenna's volleyball teammates) on October 28, 2009


".....Heaven's kindness will never depart from you, regardless of what happens......Bad days come to an end, faith always triumphs, and heavenly promises are always kept."

--Jeffrey R. Holland--


March 1, 2010

"Missing you gets almost easier everyday sometimes because even though you are one day further from the last time I saw you, I am one day closer to the next time I will."

From a poem by Leslie Ekpe (one of Jenna's volleyball teammates)


January 21, 2010

Dear friends of Jenna -

Jenna's third grade teacher, Mrs. Pitts, has advised us that there are enough funds for THREE Valley Ridge Elementary Jenna Sigety Memorial Scholarship awards. We are so excited! Mrs. Pitts, the staff and students of Valley Ridge Elementary have been fund raising all year long. If you attended Valley Ridge Elementary and are a Lewisville High School graduating senior in 2010, you might be eligible for one of these scholarships.

Although I am not familiar with the application process, you can get the details here:

The deadline is January 25, 2010. If you know someone who might be eligible, please have them contact Lewisville Education Foundation at 469-948-2022 or visit the above link. Thank you, Mrs. Pitts (and your amazing third grade class!), for all of your hard work. We are honored and humbled by your continued kindness and dedication to serving Jenna and our family.



December 22, 2009

Friends and Family -

We wanted you to know that we still have Jenna bracelets. I have mailed some out, delivered a few and left a box with bracelets in it at the cementery for anyone who wants one. If you want a bracelet, email me ( and put Jenna Bracelet in the subject line.

We would like to take this opportunity to wish all who frequent this site a Merry Christmas. We rejoice in the celebration of the birth of our savior, Jesus Christ. We have been richly blessed this year and we would be ungrateful if we did not acknowledge His hand in our lives at this season.

"The gift of Christmas isn't wrapped up in presents or parties. The gift of Christmas is Jesus Christ, the Only Begotten of the Father, the Son of God. As you follow Him, you put people first. You may spend less time in lines and more time serving others. You may spend less money on - and more time with - the people you love. You may lose yourself and you may find everything else that matters."

If you have 4 minutes, watch this sweet video.


October 28, 2009

Dear Jen, I struggle to know just what to say. I don’t know where I would even begin. Before writing this I wanted to find just the right words, the perfect words that would inspire and comfort everyone who reads this. Then, I realized that all I can really do is write about things I feel. Its been 2 years now. Two years, 24 months, 104 weeks, and nearly 730 days since we’ve been together. It’s been 2 years since I’ve been able to laugh with you, talk with you, go to school with you, go to seminary with you, ride in the car with you, shop with you, watch you play volleyball and soccer, go to church with you, eat Sunday dinners with you, hang out with you and just talk to you. Jen, I’d give anything just to be able to talk to you again. I miss those moments when we would talk and share our thoughts and feelings with each other. It was those moments that allowed us to not only grow closer as sisters but as true friends. Jenna Rowe, you were, are and always will be my best friend. On October 28, 2007 I not only lost my twin sister, but my best friend. I lost the person I confided in the most, and the person who knew me better than anyone else. As hard as that is it cope with, I can’t help but smile when I reflect on our unique friendship. We were together since day one and we had our little inside jokes for just about everything. We had the ability to finishing each other’s sentence and always knew what the other one was thinking without even saying a word. You were convinced we were psychic, but I always knew it was because we were so close. It pains me to realize that our days together on this earth have come to end. There were so many things I had planned for us, but I trust in the Lord and know that His plan is greater. I cannot deny this feeling of hope and peace that overcomes me when I remember that our Heavenly Father has promised us that we will see each other again one day.

And that’s what I want my message to be focused on- the hope and peace that comes from our Heavenly Father and His Son, Jesus Christ. I know that there are hard days that lie ahead. I know things will get tough and there will be those days when I’ll be missing you more than ever Jen. Afterall, we were never promised that things would be easy, but I know Heavenly Father does not give us any challenge that we cannot handle. He is aware of each and every one of us and loves all His children. I also know that the oppositions and challenges we all face are for our benefit. Challenges are meant to strengthen us and if handled correctly can actually be blessings in disguise. I find great comfort in the Lord’s promises and know that “I can do all things through Christ who strengtheneth me.” (Philippians 4:13). Sometimes it’s hard to be sad when I think of all the lives you have touched Jen. If only you could meet the thousands of people who know your story and whose lives have changed for the better. That is truly a blessing. You are an amazing girl Jenna Rowe and you will always be remembered. I am proud to be your twin sister. I love you with all my heart and anxiously await the day when we will see each other again. I am grateful for temples and the promise of eternal families. I cannot wait to see your beautiful smiling face and make up for all the hugs we never had the chance to give each other. We’ve got a lot to catch up on. I love you, I love you, I love you!


Your twin Tessa

I’d also like to share a special song. This song was sung by my parents and me in the hospital the night Jenna passed away. It’s a children’s song that we sing about eternal families, Families Can Be Together Forever.

“I have a family here on earth. They are so good to me. I want to share my life with them through all eternity.

Families can be together forever Through Heavenly Father’s plan. I always want to be with my own family, And the Lord has shown me how I can. The Lord has shown me how I can.

While I am in my early years, I’ll prepare most carefully, So I can marry in God’s temple for eternity.

Families can be together forever Through Heavenly Father’s plan. I always want to be with my own family, And the Lord has shown me how I can. The Lord has shown me how I can.”


October 28, 2009

Dear family and friends,

Two years. It seems impossible.

May I tell you a few things I’m grateful for?

I am so grateful for my family. We will never forget how they came at a moments notice to comfort and console and help us, even while they were grieving. We have been so blessed by our amazing family. We had the opportunity this summer to see almost everyone in both of our families. What a blessing.

I am grateful for my children – John, Joe, Hayley, Tessa and Jenna. They have made wise choices in their young lives and we are so proud of them. We absolutely love our new daughters-in-law, Kim and Jocelyn.

I am grateful for the continued kindness of our friends. We are comforted by the power of prayer and the acts of service from so many - Jenna's friends and classmates (and parents), volleyball and soccer teammates, former teachers, our church family, co-workers and neighbors.

I am grateful to know that families are eternal. I am grateful to know that relationships we have on earth can continue beyond mortality. I KNOW that we will see Jenna again.

In a recent talk (sermon) by an authority in our church, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (Mormons), Elder L. Whitney Clayton said, “We are all children of a loving Heavenly Father, who sent us to earth as part of His eternal plan for our growth and progress. Our unique individual experiences can help us prepare to return to Him. The adversity and afflictions that are ours, however difficult to bear, last, from heaven’s perspective, for “but a small moment; and then, if we endure it well, God shall exalt us on high.” We must do everything we can to bear our burdens “well” for however long our “small moment” carrying them lasts.

Burdens provide opportunities to practice virtues that contribute to eventual perfection. They invite us to yield “to the enticings of the Holy Spirit, and put off the natural man and become a saint through the atonement of Christ the Lord, and become as a child, submissive, meek, humble, patient, full of love, willing to submit to all things which the Lord seeth fit to inflict upon us, even as a child doth submit to his father.” Thus burdens become blessings, though often such blessings are well disguised and may require time, effort, and faith to accept and understand.”

These two short paragraphs give me such comfort as I try to understand why we lost Jenna. Some days I do not “endure it well” but I am trying. We are all trying, aren’t we? I think Jenna would want that. I am grateful for Jenna.

One last thing - this summer at the Rowe family reunion, most of Jenna’s cousins told me that their “Jenna” bracelets had broken (the yellow silicone bracelets that said “We Believe”). I promised I would have more made. They will be ready next week. Please email me privately at if your "Jenna" bracelet broke and you'd like a new one. I ordered plenty.



October 21, 2009

Dear Friends:

I wanted to let you know about the following event planned by our wonderful friend and Jenna's third grade teacher, Peggy Pitts. Peggy began the Jenna Sigety Memorial Scholarship Fund last year through the Lewisville Education Foundation. It was awarded to a lovely young lady, Carla Shelton. Peggy is partnering with White House/Black Market, a dress shop in Highland Village and the explanation follows. She made a wonderful flyer but I'm not able to "cut and paste" to this site. Our thanks to Peggy for her heartfelt desire to keep our precious Jenna's memory alive.



Girls Night Out

When: Sunday, October 25, 2009
Where: White House Black Market at the Shops of Highland Village
Time: 6:00 pm – 8:00 pm

Come and enjoy a special shopping event where White House Black Market’s style experts will help you with everything you need.

Not only will you enjoy shopping with the girls, but you will be supporting LEF in enriching the quality of public education in the thirteen communities served by the Lewisville Independent School District.

Ten percent of all sales from the Girls Night Out will be donated to the Jenna Sigety Memorial Scholarship Fund. Jenna passed away two years ago this month, but her memory will live on forever. Jenna touched so many people’s lives and continues to touch students’ lives through her scholarship.

Please RSVP - Peggy Pitts at 214-906-7881. (RVSP not necessary but will help with ordering refreshments.)


July 9, 2009

So much has happened since my last post in February - another Mothers Day, another Fathers Day, the twins’ birthday, Tessa's first year of college, John’s 50th birthday, Joe’s wedding, another LHS graduation - so many changes. I find at this point in my life, I do not like change. Change brings uncertainty and uncertainty makes me nervous. In October 2007, “change” turned our world upside down and decreased our earthly family from seven to six. It is a change I cannot adjust to. Every time we get together as a family (which isn’t that often anymore), I constantly think of how the dynamic has changed with Jenna gone – where would she stand in this picture, what would she be wearing, would she be joking around with her new sisters-in-law? What will the Rowe family reunion be like without her? I hate moving on without her. I want her to know Kim and Jocelyn and the new nieces and nephews that will surely come along in the next few years. I want her to bring home a nice young man for us to approve (or disapprove) of. I want grandchildren from her and her nice young man. I want these things but I cannot have them, at least for now.

I have learned in the last twenty months that my Heavenly Father loves me. He gave His son for me. I believe that somehow this trial, and every trial, will be for my and for my family’s good. I believe it will be for your good too – those who knew and loved Jenna. You have had to rely on your faith in God that life does not end when mortality ends, that you will see Jenna again, that family relationships and friendships are “perpetuated beyond the grave”, that families can be united eternally, that He can see the end from the beginning.

I feel the most happiness, the most peace, when I trust in the Lord and believe that this “change” was part of OUR family’s plan, OUR perfect plan, OUR Plan of Happiness - under His direction.

As always, thank you so much for your loving posts to this website. It lifts me up in a way you cannot imagine to know that you still think of Jenna. I am thankful for you, all of you. I am thankful for amazing friends like Jani that decorated Jenna’s grave on her 19th birthday with bright orange balloons and also brought balloons to Tessa. I am thankful for Peggy (Jenna’s 3rd grade teacher) and her thoughtful husband that on the occasion of her surprise 50th birthday party, he requested no gifts, only donations to the Lewisville Education Foundation Jenna Sigety Memorial Scholarship fund. I am thankful for all the sweet tokens, flags, balloons and flowers that decorate Jenna’s grave. I am thankful that when I bump into you around town, you ask how we’re doing and you really care. I am thankful when you tell me that we are still in your prayers.



February 20, 2009

Its been so long since we’ve made a post to Jenna’s website. I apologize for that. I still love to read the entries from dear friends. Thank you for remembering Jenna.

We had a very busy and productive holiday. John Rowe, Joe, Hayley and Tessa came home for Christmas. We enjoyed our same family traditions – stringing popcorn and cranberries for the tree, baking and delivering goodies, playing games, opening pajamas on Christmas Eve and then reading the scriptures as a family. I know that the years of being together as a family for Christmas are numbered as the kids begin to marry and start their own traditions with their spouses and children. The realization of that is sad but I recognize it is the cycle of life. Hopefully, the Sigety traditions will merge with those of the new spouses and so on and so on.

Speaking of new spouses, over the holidays, January 2nd in fact, John Rowe and his beautiful bride, Kim, were married in the Redlands California temple. We traveled there as a family and enjoyed the wedding festivities. We especially enjoyed getting to know Kim’s family better. Kim is an amazing addition to our family and we love her so much. Some of you may know, Joe is also getting married – May 29th in the Salt Lake City temple to the lovely Jocelyn! She is Hayley’s next-door neighbor at Brigham Young and was Hayley’s friend well before she met Joe. Adding her to our family is a triple blessing – another fun sister-in-law for Hayley and Tessa, a fantastic daughter-in-law and of course, a beautiful wife for Joe. How blessed we are to add these two wonderful girls to our family. (I hope their families feel the same about my two sons.)

Two Thanksgivings, two Christmases, a wedding, another new year – without Jenna. It hardly seems possible. These landmarks without her are so painful but I know she is aware of these exciting changes to our family. One of the best things about Kim and Jocelyn is their genuine love for our precious Jenna – a person they have never met. We are doing our best to help them know Jenna and the amazing person she is.

In December, we awarded the Jenna Sigety Volleyball Booster Club Memorial Scholarship to one of Jenna’s fellow teammates and a deserving young lady. We will continue this annual scholarship as long as finances permit. There is also a Jenna Sigety Scholarship through the Lewisville Education Foundation that will be awarded to a Lewisville High School senior that attended Valley Ridge Elementary. Jenna’s 3rd grade teacher was instrumental in collecting the funds for this scholarship through donations at Valley Ridge Elementary. We are honored to have her name on this scholarship and humbled by Peggy’s love for Jenna.

Dear family and friends, please know that we do not feel sorry for ourselves. Even though we miss her so much, we know that we will see her again. I know there is a plan in place by a loving God that binds my family forever and I can't wait to see her again. I'm learning faith and patience in a way I never thought possible.

Thanks again for all your prayers, acts of kindness and sweet messages to this website.



10/30/2008 A few new pictures have been posted.

October 28, 2008

Dear Family and Friends,

On a recent Sunday, I went to the cemetery to sit and think. I was having a hard day. As I sat, I noticed some trash on the grave next to Jenna’s. I stood up to walk it to the dumpster. On closer inspection, I saw it was some pieces of paper in page protectors covered in mud. As I scraped the mud off, I found underneath an amazing talk/sermon by Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin, “Sunday Will Come”. A dear friend had left this message for me and anyone else at Jenna’s graveside that needed comfort. May I share a portion of his talk with you?

“In the lonely hours I have spent a great deal of time thinking about eternal things. I have contemplated the comforting doctrines of eternal life…

The Resurrection is at the core of our beliefs as Christians. Without it, our faith is meaningless. The Apostle Paul said, “If Christ be not risen, then is our preaching vain, and [our] faith is also vain.” (1 Corinthians 15:14)

In all the history of the world there have been many great and wise souls, many of whom claimed special knowledge of God. But when the Savior rose from the tomb, He did something no one had ever done. He did something no one else could do. He broke the bonds of death, not only for Himself but for all who have ever lived—the just and the unjust. (John 5:28-29)

When Christ rose from the grave, becoming the firstfruits of the Resurrection, He made that gift available to all. And with that sublime act, He softened the devastating, consuming sorrow that gnaws at the souls of those who have lost precious loved ones.

I think of how dark that Friday was when Christ was lifted up on the cross.

On that terrible Friday the earth shook and grew dark. Frightful storms lashed at the earth.

Those evil men who sought His life rejoiced. Now that Jesus was no more, surely those who followed Him would disperse. On that day they stood triumphant.

On that day the veil of the temple was rent in twain.

Mary Magdalene and Mary, the mother of Jesus, were both overcome with grief and despair. The superb man they had loved and honored hung lifeless upon the cross.

On that Friday the Apostles were devastated. Jesus, their Savior—the man who had walked on water and raised the dead—was Himself at the mercy of wicked men. They watched helplessly as He was overcome by His enemies.

On that Friday the Savior of mankind was humiliated and bruised, abused and reviled.

It was a Friday filled with devastating, consuming sorrow that gnawed at the souls of those who loved and honored the Son of God. I think that of all the days since the beginning of this world’s history, that Friday was the darkest.

But the doom of that day did not endure.

The despair did not linger because on Sunday, the resurrected Lord burst the bonds of death. He ascended from the grave and appeared gloriously triumphant as the Savior of all mankind.

And in an instant the eyes that had been filled with ever-flowing tears dried. The lips that had whispered prayers of distress and grief now filled the air with wondrous praise, for Jesus the Christ, the Son of the living God, stood before them as the firstfruits of the Resurrection, the proof that death is merely the beginning of a new and wondrous existence.

Each of us will have our own Fridays—those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces. We all will experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again. We will all have our Fridays.

But I testify to you in the name of the One who conquered death—Sunday will come.

In the darkness of our sorrow, Sunday will come.

No matter our desperation, no matter our grief, Sunday will come. In this life or the next, Sunday will come.

…We will all rise from the grave.

Because of the life and eternal sacrifice of the Savior of the world, we will be reunited with those we have cherished.

On that day we will know the love of our Heavenly Father. On that day we will rejoice that the Messiah overcame all that we could live forever.

Because of the sacred ordinances we receive in holy temples, our departure from this brief mortality cannot long separate relationships that have been fastened together with cords made of eternal ties.

It is my solemn testimony that death is not the end of existence. “If in this life only we have hope in Christ, we are of all men most miserable.” (1 Corinthians 15:19). Because of the risen Christ, “death is swallowed up in victory.” (1 Corinthians 15:54)

Because of our beloved Redeemer, we can lift up our voices, even in the midst of our darkest Fridays, and proclaim, “O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?” (1 Corinthians 15:55)

Sorry this posting is so long but I thought Elder Wirthlin’s words might bring you a measure of comfort. They did for me.

As we mark one year of our precious Jenna’s passing, I hope you find solace in knowing that no matter how dark your Friday, “Sunday will come”.



September 7, 2008

Dear Family and Friends,

Thank you to those of you who continually check Jenna’s site and post heartfelt wishes for our family. We appreciate your love and concern for us. This has been a difficult spring and summer. We passed through many landmarks – Jenna and Tessa’s birthday, prom, rose-cutting, senior review and graduation. With the passing of each event, we wonder what could have been if this tragedy had never happened. We wonder. . . but we try not to dwell.

Fall 2008 begins a new chapter for our family. Tessa, Hayley and Joseph have been safely delivered to Provo, Utah to start their fall semester at Brigham Young University. John Rowe graduated from BYU this August with a degree in Political Science. He completed his final semester in Washington D.C. with an internship in the U. S. Judicial Department. He is studying for the LSAT and will apply to law schools this year. He and his beautiful fiance, Kim, will marry January 2. Joseph will graduate in spring 2009 with a double major in Finance and Italian. He is also considering law school. Hayley continues her studies and is majoring in Nutrition and Dietetics.

Tessa is living in single-student housing on campus with her amazing roommate, Lizette, also a Lewisville High School graduate. They share an apartment with two other girls, one from Utah and the other from California. Lizette knew and loved Jenna and is mindful of Tessa’s situation. This makes the transition for Tessa from high school to college a little easier. By all accounts so far, they are having fun.

For those of you who continue to visit the cemetery, thank you so much. The summer sun has been cruel to our “little country cemetery”. There are huge cracks in the clay from lack of summer rain. We have tried our best to keep Jenna’s space watered and groomed. Your flowers, trinkets and sweet notes add so much and are so appreciated.

The events of October 20 – 28, 2007 left us stunned but not forsaken or unconsolable. Though filled with incredible sorrow and daily grief, we are comforted by what we have come to know in these months about the purpose of life – that God lives, that Jesus is His son, that birth, life and death are all part of