Brooke
3/29/25
Kyle,
Happy 30th birthday. It’s wild to think about, isn’t it? Thirty... I can almost hear you laughing at the thought, shaking your head, telling me you’d be young forever. And in some ways, you are.
I still carry you with me every day. In the songs we blasted way too loud, in the rush of the wind on an open road, in every ridiculous moment where I think, Kyle would’ve loved this. We were just kids, figuring out life as we went, believing we had all the time in the world. And even though life had other plans, I wouldn’t trade a single second we had.
Losing you forced me to grow up in ways I never expected, but growing up doesn’t mean letting go. You are still with me, in the best ways. In the laughter, in the memories, in the love that never really left. And today, instead of just missing you, I want to celebrate you—the crazy, fearless, full-of-life Kyle that made my world brighter.
So, happy heavenly birthday. Keep riding, keep laughing, and save me a spot on the next adventure.
