Over the last fifteen years I've lost two nephews and one great nephew. All were to traffic accidents. The first was Keith who was 27 years old when he was killed. What I miss about him is his bone crushing hugs and mischievous grin. His deep love for family was evident at every gathering and he made everyone smile just with his presence.
Next was Donnie (Bubba) thirty-five when he crashed his motorcycle. He was raised next door to me and was like another. I will never be able to make a cheese cake without feeling him looking over my shoulder. He was quieter than Keith but also had that tinkle in his eyes. You never knew when he would pull a prank on you and he loved to push your buttons just to see how far he could go.... not far with me and he loved it.
Next was sweet Kevin who was killed two years ago today. He was only seventeen. He was a gentle giant that love animals and children. He could crush opponents on the football field but also pick up a puppy without even waking it up.
Every time I sit on my front porch I hear and see him. "Hey Aunt Pat, guess what... or can I talk to you or what would you do" I can still see him walking though my yard always with a smile and a wave.
What I miss is the small things... smiles, hugs and I love ya Aunt Pat. A hard day but also good reminder to enjoy people you love now because you don't know how long you will be able say "I love you or I'm proud of you"