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It’s 20 years ago today…. you took your own life.. you were only 13 years old.. I can remember everything from that day. Everything. I miss you baby sister…

I miss you Timmy. My soul is shattered.

My brother took his life. We don’t know what day he died because his body wasn’t found in time for the medical examiner to determine date of death. They put they day he was found (November 10th, 2015) as his day of death. I would do anything to have my brother back. I will miss him for the rest of my life. I will cry every day for the rest of my life. I miss you Timmy.

I am sibling Survivor of two very special pieces of my heart. My baby brother Michael Phelps on July 3,2005 and my protector, my oldest sister Mareesa on March 1, 2011 . There’s nothing that will ever take that pain away and I’m going to grieve for them but that’s ok – they’re on my mind and in my heart 24/7. We had that sibling bond .❤

Damn it Spence..I don’t even know where to begin.

The one year mark is getting closer and part of me is still in denial. It’s easy to pretend you’re off stationed somewhere with the Army, deployed to Afghanistan, even though I know it’s not true.

Words cannot express how much I miss you, how often you’re on my mind. You spent the day before at my house with your nephew, brother-in-law, and I. You left before I got to give you a hug and say goodbye, which I now believe was intentional. I’ve come to realize you were saying your goodbyes to us, which is even more devastating.

I should have paid better attention, I should have recognized the signs. I shouldn’t have believe your tough guy attitude. I have so many What If’s and Should Of’s that run through my mind.

I was the first person contacted once you were found and after hanging up the phone I completely lost it. Hyperventilating, screaming, and sobbing.

I have cried so many tears for you little brother! You had become such a constant part of my life after you got out of the Army. I loved spending time with you because we knew and understood each other so well.

I straight up told your dad I wanted to speak at your funeral, because out of the entire family, I was the only one who knew you, who actually had a relationship with you!

And it was rough for multiple reasons. But I closed with a goodbye and thank you to you–Thank you for letting me be a part of your life, for being a great brother and friend. Thank you for being such an amazing uncle to my son!

It’s hard explaining to him that he’ll never get to see you again.

But most of all, You have NO IDEA how much your death has affected so many. My mom & your dad, after 15 years, are finalizing their divorce. Our family literally fell apart.

You also missed the gift of fatherhood, the birth of your son, who is so adorable and looks like you!

It’s a hard pill to swallow knowing that you won’t be around, that there will not be any future memories with you.

Your death has forever changed me, I will never be the same. All I know is I’m accepting you found peace your way. I miss you. I love you.

Spencer L. Hiatt

08.02.1989 – 01.26.2015

Four weeks today. I know how much courage it took because I have faced those same demons myself. They talk to me alot. I cannot imagine the courage this took. I wish you had chosen a different path and called me one last time. I don’t understand why you did it there knowing mom and dad would be there to find you. That kind of makes me mad. Jerry is sorry for how things ended between you two. Dale did a wonderful job at your service…so did daddy. You would have been proud. Mom got her a dog and I th i k it keeps her mind off of it. I wish you had not did this. Right here at christmas. You could have tried to get off the beer and pills and tried to start over. I know some lady in McMinnville who is quite devastated over you. I love you boogie. Help me to keep the demons away. I prayed to God that he would take you. Junah looks just like you….dad gave him your tackle box and poles…I am going now. I love you.

Hey Jonathan, It’s been way too long since I’ve put my thoughts about you in writing again. I have been thinking about you every single day, as it has gotten cold and the snow has come back in Minnesota, we are thinking of you. I was thinking of when I jumped your car and after jumping it accidentally let the jumper cable hit my grille and it broke the grill into a few pieces. I remember I was so upset with you, and it was wrong, I should have been mad with myself and my ability. Who knows, if I had been there to look at your car you might not be gone anymore. Jacob and I are managing, but hurting everyday, we love and miss you sooooo much.

Love,

Justin

Never forget 4-29-13, Jonathan Timm.

I lost my only brother just over 10 weeks ago and am now an only child. I feel like I have lost a part of myself. My question to all the other now-only-childs out there is what do you say, when you meet new people and they ask if you have any brothers or sisters? I can’t bear to say “I had” or “used to have”. Is it too much to say “I have a brother but he died”? What have you found works for you? Thank you.

It’s only been a week since you decided to leave us, but it’s been the longest week of my life. I am so sorry that I was angry with you most of the time for not fighting harder. I wish I could have been kinder to you, more compassionate. I miss you so much – I can’t even describe the pain. I am just so sorry.

Kate

To my best friend and also my brother…Keegan. It’s almost been four months now and I’ve been told that as time passes it gets easier. Well I’m not sure who came up with that statement but it’s a lie. The girls and I miss you so much. I’ve been being so strong for them because I know that’s what you would want/expect from me. I feel like I let you down as a sister by moving out last year. I know you were mad at me but I was obviously too selfish to care. I cry everyday in hopes that I can see you one last time. You were only 16, about to get your license, you had so much going for you dude. You were amazing at guitar, I watch videos of you playing frequently and find myself bawling. I’m sorry for the times I would knock on your door and tell you to turn your amp down when I lived at home. I would do anything in this world to hear that again. I worry about you a lot, I worry about if you’re safe up there, if you have friends, are you really watching over me? Oh and I hope you met Granny at the gates of heaven. And btw Uncle Chuck has cancer again and they said its spread too much and he’s on a liquid only diet. Things are terrible here. I just miss you so much and I wish you were here to help me get through all this. I need you and I love you.