
By the time Heather Buttram arrived at Washington Regional Hospital, she knew Aaron didn't have a lot of time left. Heather and Aaron had committed to spending the rest of their lives together—she had no idea that the rest of his life would only be one month.
On September 5, 2009, Teena Webster got the phone call that no parent ever wants to receive. Her son, 20-year-old UA student Aaron Webster, had flipped his jeep on Bellview Road around 1 a.m. and was in critical condition in the medical center in Rogers, Ark.. After 36 hours of painful waiting, Aaron died from severe head trauma at Washington Regional hospital surrounded by his family, friends and fiancé.
Although it might seem easier for his family to concentrate on the tragedy and the injustice of his death, the Websters and Aaron’s fiancé Heather have taken a different approach—they are trying to celebrate his life by continuing the good works he will now never be able to accomplish.
Heather and Aaron met in high school, but didn’t really become friends until their senior year. The two spent their afternoon’s playing tennis and casually getting to know each other.
“I liked him because he was such a good guy, and he was just so funny,” said Heather. “He always knew how to make me laugh.”
They started dating near the end of their freshman year in college, Heather attending the University of Arkansas and Aaron at Baylor. After his freshman year, Aaron moved back to Rogers to be closer to his family and closer to Heather.
“He didn’t really want to ever go to college in the first place, he wanted to go out and start helping people,” said Teena. “In hindsight, I was really pushing him to get that piece of paper.”
While at Baylor, Aaron had allowed a homeless man he met to live with him in his small apartment off campus until he could get back on his feet. When his apartment was robbed and police blamed the man, Aaron refused to believe them, and simply took the loss of his possessions.
According to his mother, Aaron had always been a person who couldn’t stand to watch someone else get hurt. Once afternoon while Heather and Aaron were driving home, they saw two men fighting on the sidewalk next to them. Aaron stopped the car much to Heather’s chagrin, and got out to reason with the men because their children were standing on the sidewalk watching. With Aaron’s help, the men resolved the conflict, and went their separate ways with no hard feelings.
After returning to Northwest Arkansas, Aaron got two jobs—one working as a counselor at the Rogers Activity Center, and another nannying three young boys.
“He always joked that it was going to make him a really good dad,” said Heather.
August 5, Aaron proposed to Heather on the dock out behind his house where they had spent so much time in their early relationship getting to know each other. Most of his family was in town and over at the Webster’s home when Aaron decided it was time.
“He called me and said ‘Jade I’m gonna do it,’” joked Heather’s mother, who rushed over to celebrate the good news.
“He had another more complex plan to propose, but he was too excited to wait,” said Heather. “Once he asked me and I said yes, he said, ‘Okay hurry up and take [the ring] before I drop it.’”
The next month was filled with the excitement of their new commitment to one another.
"I know lots of people wonder, you know, did they know this or that after someone dies," said Heather. "I didn't--I didn't ever feel like I left anything out. He knew how much I loved him and I know he really loved me."
Then, on September 5, all of their lives changed.
That night, Aaron hadn't been answering Heather's calls, so when she saw his home number appear on her phone, she was relieved.
"I thought oh good, it's finally him, but it was Teena telling me we had to get to the hospital," said Heather.
When they arrived at the Rogers hospital, both their minds were going a million miles a minute.
"It was a whole bunch of maybes," said Teena. "Since she sounded so serious on the phone, maybe this is really bad. At the same time, since they called me, maybe Aaron gave them the number--we just had no idea."
What really took minutes seemed to drag on for hours.
“I think nobody ever wants to have to tell you the worst possible news,” said Teena. “It was the longest night of our lives, and nobody would talk to us or tell us what was going on.”
Around 5 a.m., the neurosurgeon at Washington Regional told the family that Aaron was brain-dead. They immediately called for organ teams to come and retrieve Aaron’s organs.
While they waited, Heather had her final chance to say goodbye. Nurses moved Aaron’s body over in his hospital bed, and she laid with him until the doctors were ready to remove his organs for donation.
“He looked perfect laying there, “said Heather.
In a matter of hours, the Webster’s went from planning Aaron’s wedding to planning his funeral. Friends and family filled the Church at Pinnacle Hills on September 14 to honor Aaron’s life and legacy.
Even after Aaron’s funeral, the reality of his death had in many ways not set in yet.
"It's that phone call you never want to get in the night," said Teena. "I’m still at Stage 1, I still play that phone call over and over in my head—I’m just waiting on him to walk in the door at night.”
The week after Aaron’s death, Heather and Teena came back to the University of Arkansas campus to sell back Aaron’s books. It was then that the two realized how tough it would be for Heather to return to school.
"I just saw all these happy 20-year-olds crossing the road,and I knew I couldn't do it if I was her," said Teena. "There was Aaron on every street corner."
Heather decided to leave school through the spring semester, but will not sit idly at home. That’s not what Aaron would have wanted. She will travel to India this January to work in a an orphanage in New Delhi for six months in an effort to honor Aaron’s life and dedication to serving others.
“By helping other people, I’ll receive some healing, too,” said Heather. "In a way, it’s my last thing for Aaron, you know, until I die.”
Heather and the Webster family have also tried to help Aaron's good nature towards others to live on through a fund they created in his name at the Roger's Activity Center. Already, donations to the fund have exceeded $20,000.
Aaron’s heart went to a 32-year-old man in Texas, his liver to a 55-year-old man in Arkansas. The lungs that almost didn’t make it went to a 61-year-old man in Wisconsin and a 70-year-old man in Illinois. The kidneys saved a 15-year-old girl and a 9-year-old boy in Little Rock. His intestines and pancreas flew across the country to a 56-year-old man in Pennsylvania. Every usable part of Aaron’s physical body went to help another person live longer.
“When you die, all you have left is what you did and who you helped, all the material stuff goes away,” said Heather. “You leave everything behind, and you just hope that it’s all good.”
“In many ways, his death really did sum up his life,” said Teena. “He left so many treasures in so many people’s lives—it’s just hard to feel like this was all for nothing.”
“Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope, and hope does not disappoint us.”
-Romans 5:3-5, quoted at Aaron’s funeral