Micah William Lane

Micah,
Dad said he wants to take Cam to a home game, so make sure that happens. “A game with my new grandson and I’ll be good to go”.

I miss you. I love you.

Ob-la-di-ob-la-da....

Micah,
I miss you!!!!!!!!!!!!!

XOXOX Brooke

I still miss you so much! Not every minute like before. Not even every day anymore. But you are still the best and the worst part of my life. The best when we laughed and one of the worst when you died. Belated birthday beloved son. More than anything I wish you were here hanging Christmas lights with your dad,
Mom

Happy Birthday baby boy! I miss you so much. The family dynamics changed so much when you left. You would hate how much Cassie misses you, but you would be proud of how she has grown and taken on your sense of humor. Of course she wouldn't say that. She keeps herself so busy with the girls, her education, and her job. But the family kind of fell apart, we are all together but the magic is gone, because you are gone. I miss you and love you so much. Mom

I miss you so much. It amazes me that you have been gone eight years now and it's like yesterday. Eight years ago yesterday your dad and I went to your apartment, pounded on the door, the windows. Your TV must have been set on pause, because the reflection through the window did not move. In my heart I knew you were inside, and when we saw your cigarettes lying on the patio fence I was certain. Maybe if we had broken down the door all would have been different. But, of course that is...

Happy Birthday Bud! I don't know if you even celebrate birthdays where you are, perhaps it's lifetimes not years. I've thought so much about you lately, and I still really miss you. I don't think I've gut laughed since you died. Thank you so much for all those laughs. You changed my life when you were born, and again when you left. The years in between were so full of feeling, love, fear, joy, and anger. I should have been more patient, but I wasn't and I'm sorry for that. I hope you...

Well Thanksgiving fell on your birthday (2011), so the celebration was at our house. It was busy, decent meal and your absence not as painful as in past years. I miss you, I miss laughing so hard I cried, or wet my pants. It was the gift only you gave me. It has not happened since and probably will not again ever. Your dad is still funny, and Cassie has done a great job of stepping into your shoes although she really has her hands full. Please keep an eye on her and Kail, help them both...

When I searched your name tonight, the title of a commercial that came up was "Who would you remember?"…And I honestly think about that every day. Who impacted me more? The brother I had for 23 years? Or the sister I had for 27. I hate that I even have the thought to think of…I hate that I have to write a word doc for an obit cite, for both my sister and my brother. How is that fair? Is it? Who else has to do this? Who else in the world has to write letter to people that no longer exist?