Remember

i want to remember you as a young boy

one who laughed at his daddy

wanted the best gifts for his momma

worried over his sister’s suitors

the young man who rode dirt bikes

cried when his little beagle died 

you were a soldier

fighting battles most would never understand

daily charging against your brain

that would never let you be.

you struggled, we struggled with you.

mental illness is a family affair.

what went unsaid right before

sometimes drives me mad.

you were loved, so very loved.

you know the fullness of that now

from the One who is Love.