I can’t believe that it’s already been 18
years since I’ve seen you last Conan. I look back and I remember sitting at the
kitchen table eating supper with you, and how you would eat tablespoons full of
peanut butter at a time. You were my big brother and my protector. You would
protect me from all the world’s evil, and especially the evil of an other
sister, or when you would protect me from grandpa Joe’s wrath when he knew one
of us grandkids were playing on his tractor but wasn’t sure which one. Between you and sister, you taught me how to
play the Nintendo and would double bounce me on the trampoline. You had endless
patience when it came to playing the make believe games of a seven year old.
There are so many things I wonder about. If
you were still here, would you have a family? A wife? Would I have more nieces
or nephews? Would you have travelled? Would we have gone on grand adventures
together? Where would you work? Where would you live; the Okanagan or back home in the Peace Country or even in another country?
There are so many ‘what ifs’ and none of
them can be answered. It still hurts to this day that you had to leave us, but
one thing I know for sure is that you loved me and our family, and everyday you
are missed by so many of us down here on Earth, and that we all still love you,
no matter how much time goes on.
