Happy birthday, big brother. You’re never far from my mind. It’s been less than two years since we lost Ryan, and I think all the time about how his final (unintentional) lesson to me was to embrace the time you have and seize it. We are here while we are here, but we are here today, and that is a gift. Love others fiercely, pursue your dreams, chase after connectons that fill your life with meaning and joy. Shower people with endless kindness, and remember, we are all carrying hard things. Be gentle and loving, and you will change lives for the better. There are so many conversations I’ll never get to have with Ryan, people I love and will love he’ll never get to meet. But he knew I loved him, and he knew I was in awe of him because I said it. My brother shaped and continues to shape who I am so profoundly. More than anything, I am so proud to be his little sister today and every day. I love you, Ryan. I hope they’re throwing you the best party in heaven. I’ll be celebrating you on earth today. And every time I look up at the sky, I imagine you’re there... 💙 Thank you everyone for all the love you have given me and my family over this past year and a half. Grief gets easier to carry, but it is always with you on your journey. I prefer to see it as a friend and companion, a reminder of all the love you had, have and will hold forever for the people you’ve lost.