We all Walk the Long Road

I guess the road wasn't very long for you. But, when you go through life at 100 miles per hour, it is always going to be short trip .You were my favorite cousin, nicer to me than my own brothers most of the time. You had a heart of gold but never took shit from anyone. I always admired your toughness. You were never the biggest guy in the room, and you knew that (most of the time), but you never let that hold you back.You felt no fear. It seemed as though you could survive anything physical. From that time you fucked your arm up really bad skateboarding to all the car accident. I will never forget picking you up for that stupid EMT class in the Fall/Winter of 2006. We had a lot of great deep conversations on those rides. You also had a great sense of humor, we shared many laughs about the goofballs in that class ("got them Chinese eyes"). I was really down during that time and hanging out with you was one of the few joys i had that winter. God knows being around my dad and your mom was torture for us both. I don't think the full impact of this has hit me, it comes in waves, I don't really like being alone right now and I guess you felt the same way the past few months. All i can do now is learn from what happened to you and use some of your toughness in me, not only to get through this rough time but for the rest of my life. If somehow this digital transmission is beamed out into the atmosphere and and your soul is an antenna, I want you to know that your family and true friends knew how much you loved them, and we loved you to. I will never forget you, and will use you as an inspiration throughout my life. I just wish you didn't burn out so fast on us.



Love you Ryen,
Will