This past summer, my friends and I went over to visit our friend Jantz Jackson. Jantz has Muscular Dystrophy, a genetic muscular weakness disease paralyzing him from the waist down. Over the past four years, my friends and I watched television, played video games, and visited with him at least once a week.
My friends and I walked into Jantz's house one afternoon very relaxed, not expecting a conversation with Jantz to be too thought -provoking. Mrs. Jackson opened the door and led us to the family room where Jantz was watching the movie "Legally Blonde". Unfortunately, when we arrived the movie was just ending.
Subtitles scrolled across the bottom of the screen, "Emmett is proposing to Elle... tonight.”
After reading the text, my friend Ali said, "I do not think I want to get married right out of college.”
Ashton and I both agreed that we wanted a job after college, rather than settling down and starting a family.
Then Jantz said, "I want to get married when I am twenty-five.”
Suddenly, the three of us looked at each other at once. We were confused. Muscular Dystrophy patients have an average lifespan of nineteen to twenty-one. Hopefully Jantz will make it to be twenty-five, but his chances are slim. Because I knew Jantz's predicted lifespan, I assumed he did too.
Smiling, I turned to Jantz, "I think that is a good age for you Jantz.”
And Jantz went on to describe the plans he already had for his marriage.
This is typical of Jantz.
I knew I was not suppose to mention his disease in front of Jantz, and especially its effects, so I agreed with him. Because of a very awkward conversation, the rest of our visit at Jantz's house was unusually quiet. Normally, Jantz will crack jokes or ask about things he hears on television that he is curious about. Not today. There were two conclusions I had come to: either Jantz knows what will happen to him and trying to reassure himself he can overcome this, or has no idea what he will face within the next year or so.
After talking a little bit more, it was time to go. Mrs. Jackson thanked us for coming as she showed us the door.
The second we were back in the car, Ashton said, "I had no idea Jantz was not aware of what will happen to him!” She paused for a moment. "That is so sad.”
After a completely silent car ride, Ashton dropped me off at my house. The entire way home I thought to myself how humbling it was to have Jantz in my life as such a close friend. His attitude and perseverance uplifts my friends and me after every visit, but this time it was different. I thought about what Ashton had just said, and although Jantz’s condition is sad, I realized there is an upside. After all Jantz has been through, he still wants more. He will endure his disease as long as he can, never giving up, and impacting those around him. Jantz has also changed the way I look at disabilities. His outlook on life is so unbelievably positive. Jantz’s insisting spirit will surpass any difficulties he is faced with, improving the attitudes of those around him. It does not matter whether or not Jantz knows what will happen to him, because I know Jantz's attitude will not change once he finds out his life expectancy. He will still be strong, inspiring, and a friend forever.