While I sit and think of Tyler today, as I do every day, it amazes me how many lives he has truly touched. I had an extremely hard time grasping how such a tragedy could happen to such an amazing person who was as passionate about life as Tyler. It kept me up many nights, but finally my maternal grandmother summed it up best for me; she said that God really must have been in desperate need for someone special. That is exactly what he was, a special person. Growing up, I was always trying to keep up with him and some of my fondest memories are with Tyler. I now cherish moments where we were seeing who could hold their breath longer underwater, or just sharing crazy stories amongst ourselves. During the summers Tyler and Caitlin would visit Grandma and Pap for a week or so and those were my favorite days of the whole summer. Tyler and I always seemed to be the trouble makers among the family and two memories stick out in my mind of us. One was when we both had our BB guns on my grandparents porch shooting cans in the yard, and he told me that since I was a girl, he bet I couldn't shoot a chipmunk. I had to prove him wrong so I aimed and shot and we ran up in the yard to find the dead chipmunk and I felt triumph in impressing him. Another memory I look back and laugh upon was when HE broke a porcelain crane on my grandparents mantle and my grandma blamed me for it. He of course sat on the couch and smiled as I got put in time-out. To this day I don't think that anyone knows it was him! I find comfort in these memories of Tyler and I know that much like these thoughts, he is always with me. I miss you every day cousin and I love you endlessly. I long for the day I will see you again and compete in another ridiculous competition with you. Until then, your cousin Adria.