It's hard to believe that so much time has passed since I've actually seen you last. You are always in my thoughts and dreams each and every day, of course! But, its's not really quite the same Kiddo. You are missed so much by so many. But, you will always be missed by me until we meet again. It's hard putting pieces back together when the biggest piece of your world is gone. I love and miss you dearly Son. Rest Peacefully!

I can't believe that it's been two years. It's still hard trying to go on without you here in my life. I miss your voice. I miss your sense of humor. I miss your smile and your laughter. I hate to say it. But, I even miss the things that drove me crazy; like leaving dirty dishes in the sink. You were always my purpose in life. I'm still trying to find my way without you. Always missed. Never forgotten.

Bryan, as I'm sure you can see, your memory is living on through the strength and determination of your mother. In this next chapter since your passing she is working hard to prevent other families from being separated here on earth too soon. RIP

In Loving Memory of Bryan

The magnitude of my disbelief is heartless on my conscience mind. My loss has been pure devastation and I cannot seem to wrap my brain around how this could have happened to my child. 

Bryan was the center of my world. Every decision that I made was based on what was best for him. He was exceptionally bright so I sent him to the best schools. He participated in extra curriculum activities and played various sports. We attended mass regularly. I told him that I loved him probably everyday of his life. Yet, I am at a shortfall trying to understand how this occurred. 

I admit, he seemed to need to fit in a little more than others. He had lots of friends. But, there was always a sadness within him that never quite went away. I sought counseling without much success.  He was very popular. Again, it didn't seem to matter. Bryan's sadness manifested into experimenting with drugs in high school.  I admitted him into treatment and he completed a year long program. Unfortunately, his sobriety was short lived. 

His substance abuse became serious in nature after an injury. Bryan's habit was an ongoing "struggle" that was very real and frequently a subliminal meaning in his artwork. He fought with every ounce of his fiber to beat his affliction. Unfortunately, he was called to his eternal resting place in spite of his determination. He was 24.  The world was deprived of an exceptional individual who was not only multi-talented but was truly a kind soul that will be greatly missed by all. 

"A life that touches others goes on forever"