Becca Adams
It’s hard to explain how I am so full of words but so empty inside. I miss you, TJ. There are too many memories to just post one. There were too many memories left to make. I know you’re healed from your scars, free, and happy- and that’s what keeps me going. I will make you proud. One of the last things you said to me was “Hurry up and get here, I’m waiting on you.” You meant Florida… but that statement has new meaning to me now. I’m going to make you proud. I’m going to spread your love and joy and clumsiness and humor and passion and kindness and quirkiness and beauty all over this earth while you wait for all of us in Heaven. I love you. Until we meet again, I’m so thankful to have you as my angel.
