10/07/2025
4 years.
It’s still so hard to wrap my head around it.
There are days I’m consumed by the what ifs, the had I knowns, the whys.
I don’t think I’ll ever fully understand. I try to rationalize it all, but my heart—and the hearts of those who love you so deeply—will never make sense of the why.
To say we miss you feels too small. Too simple. There aren’t words big enough for the void you left behind.
It’s the little things we miss most. The moments we never got to have. The memories we should’ve made. It will never stop feeling unfair. It will never stop feeling like we were robbed.
From the moment you came into this world, I knew you were meant for greatness. You charged in—fearless, strong—and you lived that way every single day.
Your greatness wasn’t just in what you did, but in who you were: the way you made people fall in love with you, your strength, your humor, your resilience, your ability to light up every room and have everyone eating right out of the palm of your hand.
Grief is strange. It comes in waves—the highs, the lows, the guilt that sneaks in when life keeps moving forward. Because somehow, even when our hearts are shattered, the world doesn’t stop.
When I close my eyes, I can still hear your laugh. I can still see your smile.
I just wish I could see and hear them when I open my eyes.
I wish we had more time.
I wish we had more memories.
I just wish you were still here. 🤍
Love you forever! 💗
