Travis Rogeau Law
January 26, 1978 - September 18, 1998
I love you so much. It's hard to believe that your gone.. it's not setting in. You were like a big brother to me, and my best friend. Always was out there lookin out for me and chasing the boys away from me, always protecting your little sister. I'll never forget that. Thanks. I had always wanted a big brother, then I found you and I was so happy, I didn't have to look any further I had found what I always wanted and needed. You cared so much about me and what happened to me physically and mentally.
I had been talkin to you on the CB for quite a while before we realized we went to the same youth group together.. weren't we dumb. :) You would always pick on me in youth group so much, but I know it was only because you loved me. You would make it a point to sit by me and bother me, and I enjoyed every bit of it. Wish we had more of those times. I remember the time you showed me off outside of Subway to all your friends.. gosh I was so embarressed! I was nothing to show, but obviously to you I was. I was your little sister. And of course I'd show you off any chance I had! *grin*
It was so cool to find out that mom used to babysit you when you were itty bitty, and how my parents almost adopted you. Then you would have been my real brother.. wow that would have been so cool.. but anyway to me you were my real brother, I love you all the same.
I really miss you alot, I think of you every night when I lay down, your pictures are right next to my bed. I look at them and cry, I know you'd want me to be happy bro, but I just miss you so much. I couldn't believe what you looked like after your accident.. that wasn't my bro. You looked so pale, but then again peaceful. I rubbed your hand, then leaned over and kissed your forehead, and said "I love you" before I left. It was so hard to go. Maybe someday we'll meet again. :) Untill then... I love you Travis. You may be gone but NEVER forgotten. Rest In Peace.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond's gift on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there,
I did not die.
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