I miss your eyes. They were the most exquisite eyes I had ever seen. A blue that I could never really put a name to, so I just call it Distinctly Brittany. I remember that this became a problem when we were five. Mom bought me that huge box of crayons. To break them in you wanted us to draw pictures of each other. I tried every blue crayon and every combination of blue I could think of, but none of them matched. I got so upset I cried and ran to my Mom. I told her that all the blues were wrong and they needed a Britt blue. I could stare endlessly into your eyes and never grow tired. I love how when you smiled the corners of them would crinkle. They would shimmer in your times of joy. They would shine with unshed tears in the time of your sadness. I hated that I was of the cause of that sadness in high school. You were always the brave one. It took a while, but I overcame my fear and let everyone know I was proud to be yours. The day I told the Glee club you were so proud. Oh how I remember that your eyes sparkled. I remember how they danced with excitement on the day I asked you to be my wife. I remember staring into your eyes on our wedding day and thinking they were shimmering pools of endless love. Only two other pairs of eyes could compare to the beauty of yours. Only because you passed them on to our daughter and in turn she passed them on to her son. When the doctor placed our tiny baby girl in your arms for the first time I remember seeing fierce protection spark in your eyes. Everyone thought I would be the overprotective Mama bear,but I never had anything on you. God how you adored her and how adored she you. Two creative peas in a pod. Oh and when she placed our grandson in your arms for the first time...wow I think that is the brightest I have ever seen your eyes. I remember tracing my thumb along the creases that had been etched around your eyes from years of happy smiles. Your eyes were my safe place. When I was confused, worried or scared you would always lock eyes with me and I felt myself still. I hope I told you how your looks always calmed my inner turmoil. I felt like your eyes held the key to every secret. They held the lessons of the past and the hope of our future. In them I saw childlike innocence and profound wisdom. Fear and bravery. Excitement and pure happiness. Hope and a deep faith in humanity. Love, lust and longing. And most importantly they gave me a feeling of being home. It was all in your eyes B. Now you have left me. Traveled somewhere that I can't possibly follow yet. You're gone and I know this because your eyes tell me so. When I finally wake up on that side I hope I am greeted by your eyes.