My son was born with a beautiful heart and soul. He wanted to make his family proud. I would always remind him that he was kind, generous, funny, smart and important with important things to say. He liked to help his friends and take care of them if they were in trouble, I loved watching him care for his friends...it gave him a sense of purpose. I often told him I believed in him and that I would never give up on him, I was always there when he needed me. He struggled with anxiety, depression and ADHD. He was bullied and oftentimes mistreated because he was misunderstood but too worried about upsetting others to say anything. He is a talented guitarist, hockey player, boxer and learned everything he had an interest in very quickly. One of the best compliments about him that I would hear from the parents of friends, was that we was kind, respectful and helpful when over at his friend’s house. He was the best big brother, he loved Finn with all his heart. He would often tell me that if anyone messed with his brother, then they would have to deal with him. He was more mature than his peers in many ways, very street smart and knew his way around the city so well. He was a part of every day for me. He would call or text me everyday. Usually it was to find out when I would be home from work, even though it was the same time every day. I miss hearing his voice, seeing his smile, especially hugging him close. I can’t wait to join him in heaven, for now I will try my best to give my family the happy life they deserve.