In memory of Russell Wade | March 31, 1988 – July 29, 2002
Dear Russell (I’m sorry, I still just can’t call you Russ…),
It’s hard to believe it’s been 10 years.
Over 10 years since we’ve had to put up with (ok, and be amused by) your mischievous ways.
Well over 10 years since you made me so mad that I kicked a hole in the wall. And I don’t care what Mom and Dad say, that was absolutely all your fault!
A little over 10 years since I bribed you into riding along to Dairy Queen on a random summer weekday with me and you got that crazy blue ice cream slush … but in all fairness, I did say you could have anything you wanted (my treat) as long as I didn’t have to go by myself. And we just won’t mention how I asked you to steer the car while I ate my ice cream … I mean, sure it was a manual, but I would have shifted if the need arose.
Just over 10 years since you told me that yes, I did look a little silly doing dizzy bat for my team at the Mega Relay on the M-Fuge rec field.
And 10 years since you’ve been here with us and we’ve heard that infectious laugh.
Sometimes it feels like so much longer and other times it feels like just yesterday, but although it’s been 10 years…
We still think about you often.
We still know someone is missing at holiday and family events.
We still bring up memories of you … sometimes in the wake of those memories, we cry. Other times, we can’t help but laugh.
We still think of our family as one with 3 siblings.
We still feel a little jealous that you got to see Jesus face-to-face first.
We still miss you.
We still love you.
Your Sister Always,
“My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.”
Psalm 73:26 (ESV)