Not Just Mine

Hey friends, I know you’re missing Bryan, too. I know this one year marker that’s coming up doesn’t just affect me or Mary. Bryan lived big. He loved big. His friends, his colleagues, his family of blood and choice meant the world to him. You feel his absence too and we are connected in this shared grieving, loss, and love.

I’m taking measures to absent myself from the most painful, acute reminders for a bit by going on a trip, hopefully doing so with sunshine, adventure, and great memories with dear ones to help accompany older ones.

If there are ways you would like to remember Bryan, to commemorate him meaningfully, I encourage that. We have lost him in the corporeal sense, but we have not lost the way his love and enthusiasm have changed us. Ask questions. Push boundaries. Let your passions be big and unreserved.

And when I get back, I look forward to reconnecting, reminiscing, laughing, crying, hugging. 

Love always,

Becci