Two years ago today I got a horrible phone call that shattered my world. My (at the time...now ex) boyfriend's little brother was in a car accident and passed away on site. I'll never forget the feeling that came over me when I heard the news. It was gut-wrenching and heart breaking. Eric was one of the sweetest, most loving, loyal people I've ever met. He was just barely 20 years old when it happened - he still had his whole life ahead of him. Not a day goes by that he doesn't come to mind at one point or another. He was just like a little brother to me. We had our own dinner dates and inside jokes and did each other favors when we needed them. I could always count on him. We talked all the time about life and where it would take us both and the work it would take to get there. I miss those talks and times together - but most of all I miss his smile and his hugs. The MOST sincere smile and hugs I've ever known. I know that he is looking down on those he loved and is watching over them. Today I am not sad about losing him, I am at peace knowing that he is one of my angels.
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