Kyle was and is an amazing man. He touched many lives, mine among them and although I am grieving and hurting beyond measure I count myself one of the luckiest and blessed people in the world for knowing him.
Kyle is my older cousin. But that doesn't really describe the place that he filled in my heart. He is my older brother, my friend and my confidant. He is my teacher and my example in so many things. I am who I am because Kyle was such a huge and special part of my life.
Kyle loved to love and be loved. Love is the word that I would use to describe Kyle. Kyle was and is Love. Unconditional Love. Kyle was a gift to this world. A gift from God above. I will miss his humor, smile and laugh. I will miss the way he always put things in perspective. I will miss the way he introduced me to places and experiences I would have never known or had without him. I thank him for my nickname. I thank him for his support and encouragement in all that I did. I thank him for his example of what I wanted to find in a husband. When I met my husband I remember calling him to tell him that "I think that I met my Kyle!"
My heart hurts in its longing for his warmth and sweetness. I wish for the endless depth of his blue brilliant eyes. I cannot say goodbye. Kyle you are too much a part of me to separate you from myself. Instead I will carry you with me until the end of time. As you told me a couple of weeks ago when I had to leave your side..."this is not goodbye. this is see you soon." See you soon Kyle! I adore you. Forever!