Today would have been your 25th birthday. Your Mom and I wondered, today, where you'd be and what you'd be doing now, if you hadn't fallen eighteen months and six days ago.

We still miss you and talk about you all the time. Most days we can smile when you come up, your name is tied to an awful lot of good memories. With our new perspective, even any trouble you caused has become a fond memory... but really, there was very little of that. (Unless we're talking about cars! ;-)

Today I thanked God for the time we had (shortened as it was). It's the best I could do. You definitely left us 'wanting more'.

Oh, and Karyn says Happy Birthday, too. Except for your Mom and I (and probably your dad), it's pretty clear that she misses you most.