I carry you in my heart. I carry your memories, your laughter and your smile and your tears. I carry your stories and your hopes and dreams and your precious bucket list that you wrote at age 11. I carry your secrets, your love for family and friends and your voice. I carry what remains of your 28 years of life on this earth and what would or could have been. I carry you Kendra for as long as I am here, I carry you with me in my heart and my voice.
My grief has become part of my story now and I will always try to honor and remember you. I will share your troubles, mistakes and sorrows, but I will also share your victories, your ability to overcome hardships and addiction and your love for your family and friends. Most importantly, I will share your love for your Savior and His beautiful redemptive love and grace that He showed you.
It is my honor and privilege to be able to carry you, to carry on for you, to speak for you and in doing that, you are still here with us. No, it is not the same as you actually being here, but you will never be forgotten and your story lives on. Just because you are in your Heavenly home, you are still loved beyond measure, missed more than words can convey and your absence is a loud and noticeable presence in our lives.
Kendra, I carry you in my heart.
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