Ryan's 33rd birthday was Saturday. I had my dates all mixed up, thinking it was Friday but came to the realization that it was in fact Saturday after I had baked a carrot cake Thursday night in his honor. It's hard to believe how much time, and yet so little has passed since he passed away. It's an understatement to say I miss so many things about him.
Dave and Kristin had a little baby girl on the 2nd - and named her middle name after him, which is so touching. I can bet when ever she starts acting like the dickens - they'll be channeling Ryan's playful nature through her.
And another memory of a dear friend Brad - at the Brad Lewis memorial crit. Miss you too.