I sit on my gray couch looking out the window on a blue day.

Isaac messaged me this morning. When he’d hang out with Brandon (aka “Flashy”) in high school, Isaac and I used to joke about marrying each other. I don’t even remember how that started.

But Isaac mainly messaged to check-in. He’s holding onto a letter from his days in basic training. It’s from Brandon.

Shared Memories

Part 1. I’m gonna miss how extremely goofy you were, B. It was always hard to not laugh around you, especially on swim team when you gave the coach so much attitude cause he wouldn’t let you go pee. Rest easy, Brandon. – Harley Best Memory is when I went over to Brandon’s for Halloween… Continue reading Shared Memories

Brandon’s Slideshow

For any that would like to access the many pictures/memories we have of Brandon, please feel free to view the slideshow we made: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1ezibFuYHDlLHcMM4yuNpyIJwqxTBSuzE?usp=sharing

Brandon’s trip to Vegas

I remember not long after Brandon moved to Phoenix I was talking to mom and she said he was pretty homesick. Whitney and Gage decided to go to Vegas, I don’t remember why but I do remember Whitney told me that Brandon really wanted to go see them but wasn’t sure if he had the… Continue reading Brandon’s trip to Vegas

My First Memory of B

He couldn’t have even been even 6 months yet and I remember him in that little red walker, scooting around the kitchen. I’m not sure why there wasn’t a gate in front of the staircase but I just remember looking over and seeing Brandon at the top of the staircase all smiles. Before we could… Continue reading My First Memory of B

To my #1 Boo

Nearly every week, I wake to a text “Hey boo boo how are ya?” I reply. In turn, I may or may not receive a reply back. That was Brandon. Thinking of you, worried about you, and too busy living life to remember to text back. At our yearly trips to Redfish Lake, Gage, Brandon… Continue reading To my #1 Boo

How I Met Your Brother

I first met Brandon when he was fifteen years old. At the time, I was more nervous about meeting the family of this beautiful girl I was flirting with. I had NO idea what I was walking into. Brandon seemed like the quintessential little brother. He introduced himself and immediately left to play Xbox. I… Continue reading How I Met Your Brother