Brianna
It’s taken me almost 6 years to be okay with this. 6 years for the lump in my throat to get smaller. You became a huge part of my life. You loved me just like my mother did. You started dating my mom and quickly got past my stone wall I had built up. You broke it down and took the time to get to know me. You helped me over come so many things in the time I knew you. We had our differences but you always remained loving me and my stubborn ways. You didn’t have to step up the way you do, but you did because you cared. You stepped up and helped me in any way you could. My dad worked all the time so you stepped up and did all the things he couldn’t. You helped me pick the right bat out and always brought Powerade to my games for me. You never missed a single game you were always there and made sure to cheer me on. I never got to truly thank you. It breaks my heart. We had a lot of long talks outside or in the kitchen while mom was in the shower or at the store. You always knew when I was down and always made it a point to pick me up. I’ll never forget all the nights we sat outside in the back porch with mom and sang and counted stars after dinner. All the quick Dairy Queen runs for ice cream before mom came home to cook dinner. Kevin you were a good man. I wish you would have realized how much you were loved and let us help you. I wish you were still here. Paislee would have loved to throw a ball around at Grammies house with you.