Just when I think I’m doing okay, it hits me all over again.
The laughs, the moments, the way you carried yourselves, and the memories that will never fade. It’s all right here, and at the same time, it reminds me of everything that’s missing.
We were able to present awards in your honor this weekend—small ways to make sure your names and your impact continue to live on.
Tonight meant more than words can explain.
Seeing Mikale Backlund wear JJ’s jersey, Dustin Wolf and Jonathan Quick wear Cameron’s, and knowing Cole Caufield will be wearing Caden’s on Tuesday… it’s hard to even put into words what that means. You’re still being carried with us, still being represented, still part of the game you loved. Still apart of a team I created and a family Jared and I put together
The silence gets louder. The memories feel heavier. And the weight of missing you never really leaves—it just changes shape.
Three boys who meant everything. Three lives that left a mark no time could ever erase. Some days I can smile, laugh, even feel like myself again… and then out of nowhere, I’m right back here—missing you just as much as ever.
Grief isn’t linear. It doesn’t follow rules. And loving you doesn’t come with an off switch.
I carry you with me in everything I do. Every day, every step, every moment.
Always.