

Today is the 14th anniversary of Brian's death. It is so hard for me to comprehend that it has been 14 years since I have seen Brian, heard his voice, given him a hug, or gotten into a fight with him. I think about him every day, but the days leading up to today have been especially hard for me. It was harder for me because, for the first time, I can understand what my parents have gone through. I was holding Brian today and just cried because I can't imagine anything ever happening to him. As a parent, my heart aches even more for my parents and the pain they must still feel after losing a child. It's unimaginable. And it was also hard for me, because Brian will never know the uncle from whom he got his name. That breaks my heart. But, we are so proud to carry on Brian's name through our son. It brings joy to my heart and makes me happy every time I say his name. And, while Brian will never know his Uncle Brian, I know that he will always be with him as his guardian angel, keeping him safe. We love and miss you so much, Brian. And while it's been 14 years, there hasn't been a day that has gone by that you've not been thought about or missed. Your name, and your spirit, will live on.