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Jordan James Costa

18 julio , 19905 marzo , 2020
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Jordan James Costa, 29 of Fall River lost his battle on Thursday, March 05, 2020 after being located unresponsive and unable to be resuscitated in his car at Heritage State Park, to the relentless evil of addiction. He was pronounced dead at St. Anne’s Hospital.

Jordan was born on July 18, 1990 to Stephanie Santos and James Costa, both of Swansea, MA. Before addiction, and all the things that it slowly invaded and ultimately stole from Jordan, he was a sweet, kind, gentle boy with an infectious smile that will be forever missed. He owned a genuinely good heart that fought so very hard and whenever possible, it would shine brightly through his darkness, reminding us he was still there and still trying to win.

A graduate of the Automotive Program at Diman Regional Technical Vocational High School, Class of 2008, he had a love for skateboarding and the Lakers. He adored his sisters and loved his title as their big brother from the moment they were born. He was beautiful and worth more time here to live a life that existed of more good than bad.

In addition to his parents, he leaves behind his sisters, Bryanha Costa of Fall River and Rylan Costa of Swansea, his niece, whom he adored, Delylah Duarte, and stepfather, Robert Santos, whom he also loved and admired. He was also the brother to Jack and Emma Costa of Swansea. He leaves maternal grandmother, Leslie Chretien and husband Hector Chretien, and paternal grandmother, Carmelia Costa, all of Fall River. He was the nephew of Jerry Costa of China, Scott Cox of Fall River and Tracy Colavecchio of Scituate, RI. He was preceded in death by his maternal grandfather, Joseph Farias, paternal grandfather Adriano Costa and paternal great-grandparents MaryJo and Silvano Camara.

His Visitation will be held on Wednesday, March 11, 2020 from 4:00 – 7:00 PM in the Waring-Sullivan Home at Birchcrest, 189 Gardners Neck Rd., Swansea followed by his Funeral Service at 7:00 PM. Relatives and friends invited. In lieu of flowers, please extend yourself to someone who may be in need and let them know they are not alone. Jordan would want that. May you rest in peace, my son. Thank you for the time you were here with us. You do not have to fight anymore.

For tributes and directions, www.waring-sullivan.com

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    miércoles, 11 marzo , 2020

  • Funeral Service

    miércoles, 11 marzo , 2020

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Judy Labecki -Robillard

mayo 28, 2020

Deepest Sympathy Leslie on the passing of grandson Jordan May he rest in the peace of God's Care

Stephanie Santos

abril 30, 2020

March 11, 2020
Jordan’s Eulogy

We each have a journey in life to discover our purpose and then share it with this world.

Jordan’s purpose was to touch those in need and let them know they were not alone.
He somehow understood their pain.
And sometimes, that is all someone needs.
Is to know, someone truly understands.
And, to not feel alone.

Jordan most likely hadn’t even realized that this was his gift.

He had always been naturally kindhearted to others.

Not to just those that he knew and loved, but to strangers too.

Jordan’s demons were never able to take away the heart of who he was.

He had an unspoken quality that had children instantly gravitate toward him.
He hadn’t had many opportunities to truly bond with his dad’s twins, but Jordan had smiled when telling me of the way they looked at him, when he had visited.
He adored his grandmother and would say she had to be immortal, because he could not imagine life without her.

His love for his sisters…..
Undefinable.

A video clip of Jordan that was text to me a few months ago of him having crossed two lanes of opposing traffic and handing a homeless man two tacos and a drink is absolutely who he was.

Sometimes we’re just too close. Unabling us to see the whole picture and it’s only in hindsight that it becomes clear.

He had perfectly placed upon his back, for him to wear and this world to see what was his burden to carry.

A beautifully tattooed illustration exposed, of his internal struggle.

An image of half an angel wing and the other, a depiction of what represented his evil, splitting him in equal parts that tore him in two.

A perfect representation of what was happening within.

As it became clear that Jordan’s life had transitioned from making a few bad choices that he could have conquered, evolving into a disease that slowly, yet aggressively, consumed his abilities, we were forced to bear witness, as the darkness was winning.

We tried so hard to reach him, with relentless efforts of failed ultimatums.
His life became a distortion of reality, and his thoughts, an encrypted kaleidoscope of chaos that was unable to be understood.

As a parent I only wanted to fix it. But I didn’t know how.

Mommies are made for bandaids, kissing boo-boo’s and scaring away “make-believe” monsters.

But Jordan’s monster was real.
It’s name?
Is Addiction.

I prayed so hard that God would take away his darkness.
Give him the opportunities for a good life.
My single hope and prayer for all of my children has ever only been to be happy and healthy in life.
I could not understand why nothing was working.

I wonder if God had heard me.
If I had prayed hard enough or loud enough.
It hadn’t seemed as though I had.

Jordan was losing.

But for as long as God was going to allow Jordan to stay here on earth, Jordan was going to fight.

But now, it seems as though God had been listening.

God finally did take away his darkness and the fire of addiction was blanketed and overcome with God’s Love.

He is home with God.

Let this comfort us and heal us.

Let our sadness only be that of the selfishness in each of us to want him physically here with us.

He is now able to begin his eternal life, using his gift to continue to touch those in need.

May you allow your hearts to remain open and believe he will always be with each of us.

He will continue to watch over us.

Please remember him and smile.

Accept and be kind to others.

Love both your life and your family every chance you're given.

Move when you feel moved.
He thought I was not proud of him.
But he couldn’t have been more wrong.

In the end, his depiction of evil dissolved.
God replaced it with the other half of a needed wing, so he can now fly joyfully, pain free, happy and healthy in the heavens.

We still breathe.
But that doesn’t mean we have not died.
Jordan’s heart has stopped beating.
That does not mean he is not still alive.


Jordan,
Thank you for the strength I needed to tell your story.

When I may take my last breath and close my eyes to this world and open them to the next, may your beautiful smile and your unconditional loving hugs be what welcomes me home.


It has been my honor and privilege to be your mom.
I love you my sweet, sweet boy.
God Bless You.

Stephanie Santos

abril 30, 2020

John 14: 1-3 March 11, 2020

Read by Bryanha Costa ~ Sister

Stephanie Santos

abril 30, 2020

Ecclesiastes 3:1-4 March 11, 2020

Read by Rylan Costa ~ Sister

Rylan Costa

marzo 9, 2020

Jordan,
10 years between us, but you never failed to tell me how much you looked up to me. Whether it was doing front flips off of the deck into the pool when we were younger, playing basketball in the driveway, or watching you skateboard, it was really me that looked up to you. You were the coolest and most loving big brother ever! We have always had the most special bond. And I will never forget that talk we had when we stayed up until 5 am, just going back and forth about aliens, conspiracy theories, and what we thought happened when we died. I hope you are in the most beautiful place Jordan. I love you forever, until we meet again...

Bryanha Costa

marzo 7, 2020

The memory I would like to share...

Jordan I will always remember our talks, in my car.
I looked at you with all seriousness and said “Jordan I understand, you wouldn’t believe how hard it is for me to stop eating donuts, we are all addicted to something” he looked at me, smacked his lips, smirked and chuckled, shook his head and said you’re right. I knew it was different but I wanted you to feel like you weren’t alone.

Also would like to share the memory of my sixth grade year, when you and I were so messy and our clean freak parents couldn’t handle it and when we got home from school, to our surprise our rooms had been put into one room! Dad said “if you two are going to be messy you will be messy together” I couldn’t have been happier to be a roommate and invade all your space and keep you up all night laughing! I know that you hated it. But I won’t ever forget that month

And one last thing the winter of 17’ was so bad with snow, my brother drove to my house at 6 am Every weekend, and drove me from every patient on my schedule because I was so afraid of driving in the snow. Your kind heart was never unnoticed.

A good person, with problems.

Please take care of mom, & dad


Love you forever!
Ps! Please freaking say hi to Kobe for me!

Leslie Chretien

marzo 7, 2020

Jordan.
I’ll have to reach even higher for your hugs
Love & miss you forever

Love , Gram

Karen Perreira

marzo 7, 2020

My heart goes out to his family may you find the strength to smile and forever keep him in your hearts

Jesse Fain

marzo 7, 2020

Simpler days..

Love you bro

Tarnya Perreira

marzo 7, 2020

This was the last picture mom took of you and the love of your life a week or so ago!! We all miss you unconditionally! Watch over us and your 💜!!! 💙

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Jordan’s Eulogy

We each have a journey in life to discover our purpose and then share it with this world.

Jordan’s purpose was to touch those in need and let them know they were not alone.
He somehow understood their pain.
And sometimes, that is all someone needs.
Is to know, someone truly understands.
And, to not feel alone.

Jordan most likely hadn’t even realized that this was his gift.

He had always been naturally kindhearted to others.

Not to just those that he knew and loved, but to strangers too.

Jordan’s demons were never able to take away the heart of who he was.

He had an unspoken quality that had children instantly gravitate toward him.
He hadn’t had many opportunities to truly bond with his dad’s twins, but Jordan had smiled when telling me of the way they looked at him, when he had visited.
He adored his grandmother and would say she had to be immortal, because he could not imagine life without her.

His love for his sisters…..
Undefinable.

A video clip of Jordan that was text to me a few months ago of him having crossed two lanes of opposing traffic and handing a homeless man two tacos and a drink is absolutely who he was.

Sometimes we’re just too close. Unabling us to see the whole picture and it’s only in hindsight that it becomes clear.

He had perfectly placed upon his back, for him to wear and this world to see what was his burden to carry.

A beautifully tattooed illustration exposed, of his internal struggle.

An image of half an angel wing and the other, a depiction of what represented his evil, splitting him in equal parts that tore him in two.

A perfect representation of what was happening within.

As it became clear that Jordan’s life had transitioned from making a few bad choices that he could have conquered, evolving into a disease that slowly, yet aggressively, consumed his abilities, we were forced to bear witness, as the darkness was winning.

We tried so hard to reach him, with relentless efforts of failed ultimatums.
His life became a distortion of reality, and his thoughts, an encrypted kaleidoscope of chaos that was unable to be understood.

As a parent I only wanted to fix it. But I didn’t know how.

Mommies are made for bandaids, kissing boo-boo’s and scaring away “make-believe” monsters.

But Jordan’s monster was real.
It’s name?
Is Addiction.

I prayed so hard that God would take away his darkness.
Give him the opportunities for a good life.
My single hope and prayer for all of my children has ever only been to be happy and healthy in life.
I could not understand why nothing was working.

I wonder if God had heard me.
If I had prayed hard enough or loud enough.
It hadn’t seemed as though I had.

Jordan was losing.

But for as long as God was going to allow Jordan to stay here on earth, Jordan was going to fight.

But now, it seems as though God had been listening.

God finally did take away his darkness and the fire of addiction was blanketed and overcome with God’s Love.

He is home with God.

Let this comfort us and heal us.

Let our sadness only be that of the selfishness in each of us to want him physically here with us.

He is now able to begin his eternal life, using his gift to continue to touch those in need.

May you allow your hearts to remain open and believe he will always be with each of us.

He will continue to watch over us.

Please remember him and smile.

Accept and be kind to others.

Love both your life and your family every chance you're given.

Move when you feel moved.
He thought I was not proud of him.
But he couldn’t have been more wrong.

In the end, his depiction of evil dissolved.
God replaced it with the other half of a needed wing, so he can now fly joyfully, pain free, happy and healthy in the heavens.

We still breathe.
But that doesn’t mean we have not died.
Jordan’s heart has stopped beating.
That does not mean he is not still alive.

Jordan,
Thank you for the strength I needed to tell your story.

When I may take my last breath and close my eyes to this world and open them to the next, may your beautiful smile and your unconditional loving hugs be what welcomes me home.

It has been my honor and privilege to be your mom.
I love you my sweet, sweet boy.
God Bless You.

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