Missing John Olson

Another very sad day in my life. One day that I will never forget. Yesterday I lost one of my cousins (not a blood relative) but much better a life long family member, John Olson or as I called him Johnny.  Growing up in Wisconsin and in a small community there were not a lot of diversity. So as a half korean person my sister and I stuck out so it was always refreshing to have another family like the Olson family. We spent from the day I was born and even before I was born together. Johnny was and still will be my big brother that I never had. He was always there when you needed him. He gaave the most amazing hugs and big bright smile.  His love was unconditional and you honestly can not find that in people any more.  Anyone who was blessed to know Johnny was lucky!

I wish that I could have one more day with him and tell him that I miss him. I miss him more and more every second that goes by. I regert not seeing him more often so that when he passed he knew that he was truly appreciated and loved.  My tears wont stop falling from my face and my heart will never be whole again because a piece of it will always be missing. Heaven has one more angel! Miss you cousin!!