It’s crazy how much time has passed, Joe and I talk about you often and always reminisce. There was no one more kind and genuine than you. Rest easy Stephen.

You are forever 24, but it’s your 34th birthday! I hope You are celebratin up there, because it’s your day! We have an almost teenager now! You’d be so proud of her. I know You’re her guardian angel, and you’re smiling down on her every day! We love & miss you very much! Happy birthday, Stephen!
(This was one of our many songs, but this one specifically he dedicated to me.)

The other day I heard that kids are trying to whiff spray-can whipped cream, it made me remember the time you wanted to use your blue spray-paint but the nozzle was clogged. You had used the paint to spray your table for your bedroom and I guess didn't clear the nozzle and it sat and hardened. You were about 12-years-old and I don't remember what else you wanted to paint but you tried the blue spray-can and nothing would come out. I suggested running some hot water over the nozzle and then left the kitchen. I guess you tried the hot water but it didn't work. When I walked back in the kitchen you had taken the nozzle off and were about to stick a paper clip down the nozzle. Same time I shouted, "NO!" the paint came squirting out onto your face and eyes. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I was worried the paint would damage your eyes and it wouldn't wash off. We had to call an ambulance to come and check you out. Fortunately, the paint had not gotten inside your eyes and you could see fine, you just looked hilarious with a blue face! It took awhile to get the paint off and I think I took a picture but can't find it so I still have your blue table and took a picture of it today. It's in my crowded craft room but I will always treasure that blue table you and Dad made and then you painted it blue! Your birthday is coming up and you would have been 34! My forever-24 son, Miss you baby.