Well, today is the 3rd anniversary of Kyle passing away. My dear friends checked in with me and made sure I was doing okay. I am doing surprisingly well. Like I said to them, "I think of Kyle multiple times a day, everyday. Today I will think of him more, but it's not like he is ever out of my mind." It's not that I cry every time I think of him. More likely it's thinking of him doing something funny, or knowing what he would be saying at a particular moment. Kyle had a gift of pointing out just how disgusted he was with ferry traffic (because you know how bad it gets on Bainbridge Island), my not choosing his choice of dining establishments, or my wanting listen to something other than his choice of music.
One other gift I feel Kyle had was to live life large. There was no sitting on the edges and just watching for him. He was always quick to join in and have fun. I put this photo in because 1.) It was taken right before he passed away, and 2.) He just had so much fun being part of the group who got to bounce the big red ball. He was seen many a time in his early years dancing at the free concerts at Waterfront Park, joining in with buskers at the Pike Place Market and Seattle Center, trying to hog the stage during the skits at his 4th grade class camp, or getting on stage at a concert we had in our backyard and air drumming with markers. Let's face it, if there was a show to steal, he would steal it. Not intentionally, but just with enthusiasm for life.
How many fun opportunities have you missed out on because you were afraid of what people would think? I would like to think that Kyle inherited some of my spontaneous nature, but I think in reality, it was me who learned from him. This life is not a dress rehearsal,THIS IS IT. Take every opportunity to have fun. Laugh, and tell the people who are special to you, that you love them.
