In Loving Memory of Jim
My Beloved Dinosaur
It's hard to find the words to speak of you in past tense, to accept that you're no longer physically here. But I carry you in my heart.
You touched my soul in a way few ever could. That kind of love built over twenty years of friendship, laughter, lessons, and even the occasional headbutt between two strong-willed Geminis is sacred. And you, Jim, were one of its truest expressions in my life.
You were my morning anchor the first face I’d see at the start of each work day, always bringing your unique mix of wisdom, sarcasm, and light. Whether it was a random story, making sure I was joining you in Shelly’s spin class, asking my opinion about future outfits with a pair of Yeezys, a fitness tip, or just handing me a random nut or bolt at the front desk to make me smile (& sometimes to ruffle my feathers), your presence was always felt, warm, steady, and full of life.
Jr and I spoke about you often. Your humor, your passions, and the way you moved through the world with quiet confidence and deep care. But what means the most to me is the bond you built with Tré. He looked up to you, still does. He got a kick out of your dry sense of humor. You took him under your wing. You guided him without trying to. You just were and that was enough.
Losing you has left a space that no one else can fill. But your energy, your lessons, your love, they remain. I see you in the quiet moments, in the laughter that still lingers, in the strength you helped build in those around you.
Jim, thank you. For everything. For being my friend, my teacher, my brother in spirit. You are, and always will be, my most precious dinosaur one of a kind, deeply cherished, and forever missed.
With love, gratitude, and a broken but grateful heart