11.25.2014

He was my Shtev ...

Today it's been eight weeks since we lost our Steven. And this is probably one of the most difficult things I have yet to share.

It's difficult because I know my writing can never do it justice.

It's difficult because it reminds me of all I have, even if temporarily, lost.

The last picture that Steven and I are in together, which would also be the last birthday of mine we'd celebrate together.
Steve is my brother-in-law. He married my older sister. But he was truly my brother. And even that title does not, cannot reflect all that he was and is to me.

Steve was my Gmail chat buddy. We chatted almost every single day.

Steve was my Aggie football buddy. Whether it was going to the games together, being able to watch the away games on TV, or just talking Aggie football, we did it. Many people have asked how my family could sit through decades of losing seasons of Aggie football. It's easy, because we sat through them together. 

Steve was my Aggie basketball buddy. These games were generally much easier to sit through than  football. ;) The minute something happened in Aggie basketball (or Aggie athletics in general), we were texting each other. The majority of all photos Steve and I have together are sitting at an Aggie athletic event. 

Steve was my Glenn Beck buddy. We met him together.

Steve shared all his favorite books with me and even let me keep some of them.

Steve was my Aggie apparel go-to man. If there was ever a sale at the university bookstore, Steve would text/email immediately so I could buy all the cute things on sale!

If I ever had a car question, I asked Steve.

If I ever had a computer question, I asked Steve.

If I ever had a internet question, I asked Steve.

If I ever had a financial question, I asked Steve.

If something ever was broken, I asked Steve to fix it. And he would.

If I ever needed furniture moved, Steve was my go-to man {he helped me move four times in eight months last year alone}.

Steve was my prank buddy. He'd pull them on me. I'd pull them on him. I actually had one planned for him ... maybe one day when I join him in Heaven I can still do it.

Steve came to every cross country and track meet of mine in the valley throughout my entire high school and collegiate running career.

While at the races, he would always take photos because he knew I wanted them for my scrapbook.

Steve could recognize my running form from blocks away.  Seriously, one time he was in a car with his co-workers. They saw a runner over two blocks away and he said, "That's Mindy." And he was right.

Steve was my softball buddy. Planning company softball was sometimes, downright awful. The only reason I did it was for him ... to be able to play with him.

Steve diligently tried to get me married. For the last 14 years he has had someone in mind. Ha! He is probably the only person on the planet I'd let even touch this topic. :)

Steve was my favorite listener.

Steve let me vent to him about Calini. 

Steve knew what Calini is.

For the last 17 years I have received flowers on Valentine's Day, from Steve.

Steve always bought the best presents {flip-flops, Aggie gear, pink things}.

Before making any and every major decision in the last 17 years, I asked Steve.

Steve was my advice-giver on everything.

Steve taught me how to be more thoughtful and selfless.

Steve {along with Tiffy} taught me what a marriage should look like.

Steve taught me how my husband should treat me.

I trusted that man and his advice completely - entirely. No matter what it was on because he would do anything to make sure my life was easier, better, happier.

He was one of my closest confidants and friends.

I miss him with every breath of my heart.

And that is who my Shtev is.

3 comments:

Amy Fashion Blog said...

just know i'm thinking of you and your family this holiday season

steve and jessica said...

I'm so sorry Mindy. We are thinking of you and your family.

Katie Jane said...

Mindy, I absolutely love this post. Reading all of those things about your relation with Steve made me feel so grateful inside. How blessed to have such a wonderful teacher and confidant. What an amazing brother! It made me want to be more giving and thoughtful to others just knowing the huge impact he had on your life. I am sorry that he is no longer with you, but I am so grateful for your honoring of him in such a beautiful way. Truly touching. Love your guts.

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