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14 May 2009 - 10:14 pm
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Kathy
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Chapel Hill
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NC is so beautiful in April. It is one of the hardest things about the anniversary of losing Bryan. It was a beautiful day when he had his accident, so these lovely spring days are hard. Bryan was having a great time that day. He was playing with his army men and hanging out in his yard. That is the way I love to remember him. | | |
29 Apr 2009 - 11:18 am
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Merry Rabb
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Durham NC
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I still think about Bryan and wonder what he would be like as a young man. I'm glad he and his family are a part of my life. | | |
09 Apr 2008 - 10:03 pm
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Heather Smith
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VA
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Bryan and I were next door neighbors as kids (around the time I was in third grade, Bryan was a grae or so ahead). We loved to play together outside and I remember going to get crickets for his lizard a couple of times. Bryan was always fun loving and didn't mind playing with a girl all the time. He loved being outside and I spent many days trying to get used to playing G.I. Joe instead of Barbies! he was a great person already then, and I will forever remember him in that respect! | | |
07 Apr 2008 - 10:31 am
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Leah Nelson
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Libertyville, IL
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I met Bryan when we were 8 years old and saw each other when i visited my family in North Carolina. I specifically remember one time we hung out at his house and then went to a movie with my little cousin, aunt, and mom. Bryan was such a great kid, and really touched me. When I had a baby boy this March and I named him Daniel after Bryan's middle name because i wanted Bryan's memory to life on in a person. | | |
06 Apr 2008 - 07:55 pm
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Robert F Naples
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Durham, NC
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My sons Andrew, 19, and Patrick, 16, were Scouts with Bryan. My son Andrew is now at State with hopes of being a veterinarian. Unfortunately I don't get to see him as much anymore due to his studies. I just took Patrick home to his mom's house after spending his Spring break with him. I can only feel a part of the emptiness that Nancy must feel; but surely share the love.
Fortunately we can take comfort in knowing others miss Bryan as well. We still have our fond memories of shared times to be grateful for while we wait to meet again.
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06 Apr 2008 - 08:25 am
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Nancy
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Durham
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I sit here thinking about Bryan turning 18 years old today. He'd be tall, handsome, and his eyes would twinkle as he laughed. Our house was always full of laughter.
April is always a bitter sweet month for me now. The joy the month brought me on the day of Bryan's birth, each and every birthday celebration we had shared together. The bitterness of the day he left us. Yes, this reminds me of the book "The Prophet" which Bryan and I would read to each other. How you can really know/measure true joy and true pain.
Hmm, even writing this reminds me how Bryan was wise beyond his years. I remember a party Bryan and I went to. "No kids invited" but then I'd get a phone call and the host would inform me "You know we don't consider Bryan a kid and he is invited!" We went to the party. Bryan admiring the furniture, gently stroking it, checking out the details, and then whispering to me that I should build one of those for us one day. Oh how he believed in me. While at the party, Bryan would be off on his own, striking up conversations with everyone. I remember a man coming up to me and said "Is that your kid over there?¡¨ Oh the words no parent wants to hear. I told him "Yes", wondering what was going to be said next. I could see Bryan through the crowd, laughing and chatting up a storm. The man said "He's not really a kid is he? I've just had the longest, in depth conversation with him. I could have never had that type of conversation with any adult I know!¡¨ That was Bryan.
I remember having parent/teacher meetings through-out the years. One thing was always consistently said "Bryan is always polite and shows good manners.¨ Some of the other things they said that stuck in my mind: "I love to call on him for answers. He doesn't always give me the one I'm looking for, but the one he does give sure makes me think!and it isn't wrong!¨ Another one was when his homeroom teacher told me that he was giving Bryan a hard time about being late for class and writing him a tardy slip. (This was when the school year first started) Geesh! How could he have been late I thought. I drop him off for school everyday. He's one of the flag raisers and is there early. Well, then the teacher goes on to tell me he asked Bryan what his excuse was. Bryan said he had none. Then as the teacher wrote out the slip, he asked Bryan again "Now really, how come you were late?" Bryan told him "There was a boy in a wheelchair that couldn't get his locker open.¨ Bryan was helping him unlock the lock. Needless to say, the tardy slip was torn up and the teacher learned something more about Bryan that day.
Yes, I still daydream wondering what Bryan would be like today. I smile when I think of all the wonderful things we did together. I still shed tears when the memories are just so close and deep. I am saddened with the knowledge I can no longer play, sing and dance with my best friend and playmate. The worst of it, I no longer have someone to call me "Mom"
I had a wonderful strange dream the other night. You know how dreams are; they never totally make a lot of sense. But in this dream I met someone dying but when I was about to go into despair, they told me almost in a spirit form It's alright. I can feel you and be still with you. It's alright. I remember immediately thinking how great it was to know now Bryan was still with me and he still knows how much I love and miss him.
This year will be one of the toughest years to give out the Boy Scout scholarship. Bryan's patrol will be part of the selection group. All of them young men now. Eagle Scouts. I'm so proud of them all.
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