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

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