Recently while I was at my mom's house, I asked her to get some of Brian's things out so we could look at them. There are a couple of boxes in a storage room full of some of Brian's old things.
Inside the box, there was old trophies, scouting items, old school papers, clothing, a hand-held football video game (that still works), etc. There was also clothing from the night he was killed. Sweats that had been cut off of him. (You can read more about the accident here.)
This year marks 30 years since the accident. It is so weird talking to my mom about it now, and getting her perspective on everything. My mom was 41 years old when Brian was killed at age 12. I am 41 now, and Jace (my son) will be 12 in 5 months. So weird.
Jace really does remind me a lot of Brian. Brian was just an all around good kid. He kept his room clean, was good at sports, amazing piano player, just so multi-talented.
As my mom and I went through Brian's things, there was times that we were laughing hard and other times very quiet, blinking back the tears.
We found a folder that he used in 7th grade. The folder had writing all over it. We were cracking up at some of the things we found and read.
There was a also a letter from Brian's friend Sonja. It was just like slipping back in the past.
Brian had a crush on Melanie when he died. I remember Melanie coming over with her mom after the accident. They brought a poinsettia with them.
It's amazing how much I remember from 30 years ago, and I was only 11 years old at the time.
We miss Brian a lot. It has been such a long time since we have seen him. What a blessing to know that we will one day see him again.
You can read another blog post about Brian Here.