Today is the 10th anniversary of Kyle's (my brother) death. I cannot believe it has been that long. The pain lessens over time, but it does not get any easier. At only 16 years old, he was the greatest person I ever met. He was my best friend. I miss him dearly. I wish everyone in my life now would have known him. I get to see a glimpse of him everyday in Lexi and Chris. Even though they will never meet their uncle, I hope they one day know how great of a person he was.
I love you, Kyle.
June 2, 1982 - May 19, 1999