On February 12, my youngest brother, mom's "baby", passed away. He was just 28. He had some health issues in the recent months, and had a seizure that he never woke up from. Andrew was the charmer of the family. Always ready with a witty comeback, and always laid back. Rarely did anything get him angry. He loved living in the mountains, and was where he wanted to be, living in the snow, able to ride everyday if he wanted to. It hasn't sunk in just yet that I can't pick up the phone and text him to tease him when the Avalanche get beat, or that he won't send me random pics anymore of his latest snowboarding trick. He was crazy on that board. Seriously.
He would have been 29 on March 2. We are planning to scatter his ashes this summer on the mountains that he so loved.
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So sorry for your LOSS, prayers for the family at this time
So sorry for your loss. Keeping you in my prayers.
I am very sorry to hear of your loss it is never easy at all!! I know I just recently lost my son(6months ago) he would of been 31years old. Try to stay strong and be with the people you have left and remember NO ONE CAN TAKE AWAY YOUR MEMORIES!!
GOD BLESS YOU!!
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