I don’t know if trying to act normal through all of this is helping me or making me breakdown harder everytime I do.
I just hoped he knew how much he meant to my sister and I.
He was the man who taught me how to order pizza, how to do handy work around the house, and how to do donuts in the front yard to make mom mad.
He was the man who taught me that I can do anything if I work hard enough and he always told me and my sister we should value ourselves and know that we are important. He taught me to believe in myself.
Dustin, I’m going to do my best to keep making you proud everyday. I will always love you and I’ll never forget anything you’ve taught me.