Thursday, November 27, 2025
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Growing up, you were never just my cousin. You were my brother, my father when I needed guidance, and my best friend when the world felt too big. We shared a childhood full of moments that shaped who I became—late-night laughs, quiet talks, and all the small, ordinary days that somehow became extraordinary because you were in them.
As adults, life pulled us in different directions. Distance grew, time passed, and our paths didn’t cross the way they once had. But even in the silence, the love never faded. The memories never dimmed. You remained a part of me—woven into every story I tell about where I come from and who helped raise me.
I wish we had found our way back to one another sooner. But I hold onto the truth that what we shared was real, deep, and unforgettable. You shaped my childhood, protected my heart, and gave me a sense of family that I will always carry.
I hope you knew how much you meant to me. I hope you left this world knowing you were loved—not just once, but always.
Rest easy, cousin. Thank you for being such a profound part of my life.
