I’m sorry I never told you how much I love you and how much
you meant to me. Losing you was one of the hardest things I’ve ever been
through. You were such a huge part of me and I didn’t realize that until you
were gone. I can still hear your voice saying “Hey Lor” which was always followed
by a question about something. I still remember our phone conversation when
Adrian was born which started out with “Hey Lor guess where I’m at?”
You were always so
good to my boys and always willing to help them in anyways you could no matter
what. Although I didn’t appreciate the skateboarding stuff you build for Aaron
or the time you tried to teach Noah how to drive a go cart. It breaks my heart
that you will never get to see them become fathers. I know you would have been
at truly “Great Uncle Mark” to their children.
As I think back on our childhood together I have so any
memories. Remember the Christmas I got the Boston album and we listen to it
over and over in the family room? Every time I hear a song from that album I
think of that Christmas. Or the time you tried to teach me how to ride a bike
and I ended up falling in the huge mud puddle next to the forest. I did not
think that was funny even though it was! Oh and I can’t forget the time you and
I got into a food fight when mom and dad were gone and I was ducking down at
the end of the kitchen table and right when I popped my head up you hit me in
the eye with a ravioli. That’s a classic and it still makes me laugh when I
tell it. I have so many memories of our life together and I feel so lucky to
have been your little sister.
Happy Birthday Mark I love you and miss you every day.
Love,
Lor
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