Firstly I want to send my sincerest of condolences to Roberta, Mike, Lori and the rest of Kevin’s family, and his extended family of friends who reach far and wide.
Kevin,
I don’t want to have to write this. Because I am in absolute denial of your departure. I don’t think that a soul as tender and kind as yours would be allowed to leave this earth so soon.
You are missed. You are loved.
Just as everyone in this room knows you uniquely, I do too. In the last few years we only spoke very sparingly, because I became something else. The distance between us felt so far but I knew you, I really KNEW you. The part of you that was quiet and reserved. I was the loudest person in the room, and you were the quietest. You showed me what love was, when I felt like I would never be worthy of it. You introduced me to music that made me start to feel human again. You supported me. You loved me just as I loved you. I was so broken, but with you I felt almost fixed.
I remember when I started staying with you at your mom’s house, and you would sneak me in late at night after you got off work. I had burned all my bridges and had nowhere to go and you took me in. You saw something in me, when I couldn’t.
You didn’t want your mom to know that you has a girl permanently camped out in your bedroom. I felt like a broken bird that you had rescued and you were waiting for the right time to tell your mom that you had brought me home with you. It took time, but I was accepted into your home, and I finally felt a sense of belonging.
I remember that you had the biggest bedroom out of the three bedrooms in the townhouse, and I just knew how special you were because your mom let you have the biggest room.
That blue room that made me feel like we were deep in the ocean, where nobody could find us.
I remember how deep you used to sleep. I would get so angry when I would come to bed later than you, because you would always just appear to have fallen on the bed, and you would be laying diagonally. I would wedge myself between the wall and your body, trying to move you. It was impossible because you were like a brick.
And now, I don’t think you are gone. I just think that maybe you are just in one of your deep sleeps.
Kevin, you are loved, missed and will always be remembered.