There were so many things that I had fun doing with her. Hiking, skiing, going out to eat, movies, watching and doing Comedy. She was such a fun person, and I truly loved her.

Memories keep popping up at the most random moments. Like the day I met Brenda - which was the day I married her brother, Dave. She flew out from Portland, Oregon to Portland, Maine to be a part of the celebration, and we instantly had a connection. She told me it felt like we'd always known each other. Or the time she and Chad flew out to visit us in Boston, in mid-winter. We trudged all through the major Boston tourists sites during a massive snow storm, eventually ending up at the oldest pub in Boston, where some random stranger gave us tickets to a hockey game. Or the family biking trip in remote PA, walking for miles to get ice cream only to find out the shop was closed. But we savored that soda from the vending machine on the way back, and had some deep conversations along the way.  I will be holding onto and reliving these memories for a long time. Brenda, we miss you so much.