25/05/2026
When you want a hug so bad, but all your left with is these souvenirs …the imprint of your finger, unique to only you, now just on a piece of metal and your big button down shirt…it’s the only hollow embrace I receive now. I have so many more souvenirs but they only exist in my heart…and time, while some say it heals, its a lie…because time steals the freshness of memories and your essence…the sound of your laughter, the quick return of your half smile, your simple gestures or wink of an eye that made you you…and that stupid, fearless desire to walk into a battle in 2006 you didn’t start. Rewind time, so I can try and talk you out of it again. Your heart, full of love masked by muscles and a quick wit. A heart that was willing to die for the idea of protecting those he loved. I remember the last look, the last smile and the last thing we said. You were better than all of us and that’s surely why God decided you were too damn good for this wicked earth. Go prepare for battle…we will need you one day. I would give anything to have your protection right now. I love you little brother. I remember. Every. Single. Day. How could I forget. Till then… 🇺🇸🧡🐸