Today isn’t an easy day for my dad’s side of the family. It’s never easy when a family member dies. But it is much much worse when that person is your 13-year-old cousin.
It was 2003 and I was a junior in high school. I can play out every second of that night in my head and the four days that followed. It was not easy for any of us. The details of how aren’t important anymore. It was a tragic accident that ended a wonderful young boy’s life who had a bright future ahead of him. It was a horible ordeal for my family and we are all still recovering from it to this day. Greg had an older brother and two younger brothers. They obviously had and still have it the hardest.
The photo above is the last photo we have of all of the grandchildren and great grandchildren together. Minus the the spouses and one more great-grandchild. It was my grandma’s birthday just a few months before the accident. I’m pretty sure my entire family has this picture placed somewhere in their house.
So to all of my cousins, Christy, Sarah, Chris, myself, Michael, Nick, Jenny, Jessica, Justin, Brianna, Joel, Dean, Ashley, Alex, Matthew, Tyler, Noah, Shawn, Michael, and Aiden (yup, that’s in order) I’m sending each and everyone of you my love, my wishes, and my dreams for a bright and happy future.
I miss you Greg. Love you.