Tuesday, November 24, 2020
I met Derick when I was 19. Derick was just a little guy back then. I have so many funny memories of Derick as a child and then as a young man. He became "Uncle Derick" to my precious son Ryan in 1995. I can still see that beautiful smile on his face the first time he held my son. I remember the silly talks we'd share and playing video games together. He was always like a little brother to me. Of course, life happens and we saw each other less and less these past few years but I thought about him often. Kristin kept me updated on how his life was going and how happy he was with his fiance' Linda. He had many plans for his life. When I heard the news about Derick's death, the very first thought that crossed my mind was that my son would never have the chance to appreciate his smile and glowing personality like I had been given. There is a vast void in so many lives now. It hurts to even think about what might have been. Derick's death will not be in vain. He is in my heart today and I hear what he is saying loud and clear. Derick's death is a wake up call for me. I have made a promise to Derick to do my best to keep in touch with those who mean so much. You never know when they will be taken from you. So, Derick...little stinker...I hear you and I want you to know that I am going to make sure that Ryan sees your Dad more often. I will continue to cherish and nurture the bond between Kristin and I. I know you'd want it that way. I hope that Ryans beautiful smile, like yours, will be contagious to to others he meets. I pray that your love for life will live on in all of us. Until we meet again, watch over your nephew for me, ok. I love you Derick.
