In heartbreaking situations like this, I feel the urge to say something-do something, but what?
I have no idea.
Brandon was a high school kid when I was his supervisor at Clubsport. Immediately the children were drawn to his goofiness, kid like playfulness even though his stature wasn't kid like at all.
His childhood wasn't an easy one and he found comfort and understanding through the church, his friends, family, and like myself helping others.
He was very committed. Once he made his mind up or said he was going to do something, you knew he would follow through.
Brandon always, on a daily basis (back then), told me if I ever needed help with my kids or anything to let him know.
As a single mom working multiple jobs, a lot of people offered their help, but it's rare that I accepted it.
A few times he babysat Jayden and Kai Lynn, but the best story was when we both needed each other....
Brandon was in a tough spot financially and I needed someone to help me get my recently deceased grandmother's furniture to a different city so it could be refurbished.
Brandon got a truck and had a buddy help him take the furniture to Tracy for me.
I paid him for his services and according to a Facebook post he made, it was just enough money that he needed to get him out of the hole.
I had no idea until I read that post.
Anyone who scrolls daily or weekly on Instagram will see lots of quotes and memes on how important it is to be kind to one another.
Brandon was the definition of kind. Helping others came naturally.
I regret not spending more time with such a genuine good guy, who wanted everyone to succeed, especially today's youth.