This is mostly for my sweet teen followers, but it's applicable to everyone.
Brandon made a BIG difference in many, many lives in his short time on this earth. None of you forget that. Carry his legacy on for generations and don't let his death and his beautiful life be in vain. Live like today is your last, which means loving every person you can with all you have. If they don't have you tomorrow, they will have the memories of your love to sustain them.
Burying a child is the most horrific pain that can ever be experienced on this earth. It is primal, a guttural wailing in the soul that begs for relief that can't be found. You cannot hide from it, dull it or pretend it doesn't exist. It will not be ignored. It will ache and ache and ache some more and when the gift of shock wears off, it will hurt like hell all over again. I think people would be ashamed of what I'd trade, without batting an eyelash, to have him back. For one day. One hour.
Before you take that risky step, before you take a ride from a drunk driver, before you think that doing something one time is no biggie, stop and picture your parents in a fetal position begging and pleading to God to give you back and, when the answer is no, they cannot have you back, picture them begging God to take them, too. I've had to utter the words, "My son passed away," more times than I can count and each time my heart breaks all over, again.
This season of your life is a hard one. Gosh, you couldn't pay me enough money to be a teenager, again, but I promise you, it's a short one. Things will get better. Someday, you'll have kids at your feet calling you mommy or daddy. Please, please do not make your parents sit at a funeral home sobbing over pictures of flowers and caskets. Call me. I will give you a ride. I will give you a shoulder, I will just sit and stare at the wall with you, if that's what you need. Remember my boy and remember that what Brandon wanted for all of you was to be ok, to be healthy and free. And, if you name all of your kids Brandon, well, that would be awesome, too :))
One of the most ridiculous platitudes-if it can even be called that-has been one of the most reassuring....everybody dies, sometime. It's not a pretty statement, but it is reality. Sadly, we lost a beautiful soul too early, but we can all honor his life by helping just one person. We will all die, someday, and I hope you will all be with us in that spectacular Paradise, but until then, be there for just one person that you wouldn't have otherwise been there for. Brando would just love that.