Not sure how 8 years (today) can seem like a lifetime... yet have a scar that feels like it happened yesterday. I miss this silly handsome guy so much. His love for his dog Jake was beautiful-connected at the hip all the time, his love for kindness in people was outstanding, his heart to defend the defenseless roared like a lion while it broke his heart at the same time -that people could be so mean to others. He loved to entertain the young kids on our court because they didnt expect anything from him and they thought he was cool... they made him laugh as much as he did them. The scurry to get to Kurt as he got out of his car each day... to ask him to get his skateboard out of his trunk so that he could lay on his stomach on the board so the little girls could sit on his back and ride down the driveway....or get his bmx bike out and race around the cul-de-sac with the little boys... to teach Myles to do tricks on his bike just a week after his parents took the training wheels off, or help Conner learn to read his playbook for football by using all the moms on the street as the xs and os... to show Conner where to run or throw the ball... the chains that depression kept tightly gripped on him ran deeper than I could have ever imagined... but the blessing of being his Mother, to have my Kurt for as many days as this gift was allowed to be kept, is a tighter bond on my heart and soul... that battle wounds will never touch. Love and miss your handsome face Kurt... until we meet again
Posted on: Thu, 04 Dec 2014 17:07:07 +0000
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