I Miss You, Kyle and Caty!
Tomorrow marks the 5th anniversary of your death, Kyle. You were only 21! Far too young to die! You never got to marry, have kids, finish college, start down your career path, etc. You never got to pursue your dream of becoming a rock star…You would have been a great one, too! So much talent; so much potential to do good with it! People tried to tell me that as hard as it was to lose you, dying so young may have saved you from the dark side of fame and fortune – the drugs, alcohol, and selfish, self-centered way of life. Maybe so, but you should have had the opportunity! The world lost a great musician and an all-around wonderful person when you died!
I miss you so much! Your loss sort of got buried under the fresher grief from the loss of your sister last year, but not an hour goes by that I don’t miss you!
I miss you too, Caty! You were my baby, and always will be! At 23, you were barely an adult anyway. You never got to finish that nursing degree, or find a decent guy who would be a good step-dad to your boys! You never even got to see your baby take his first steps, or hear him call you “Mama.” You were a terrific mother, and an awesome person!
As for me, it seems like I’ve hardly had the chance to grieve for you or Kyle these past 14 months since I lost you. What with struggling to take care of your baby, and get custody of your preschooler - as you asked me to do should anything ever happen to you – I haven’t had much time to sit down and think! I hope you and Kyle are enjoying heaven with your daddy. Even though it’s been 18 years now, I still miss him too! Love you guys!