My heart is broken in a way I never thought possible...

My firstborn, Tristan, left this world at just 26 years old. He was an amazing artist whose talent flowed from his soul onto every canvas, sketch, and creation he touched. His art was a reflection of his heart—vivid, deep, and full of life.

But Tristan was so much more than his gift. He was a loving son, a protective and caring brother, and a true friend to anyone lucky enough to know him. He had a way of making people feel seen, valued, and understood. His laugh could fill a room, and his kindness left an imprint that will never fade.

Our world feels dimmer without him, but his spirit and his art will live on forever. Please keep our family in your thoughts and prayers as we try to navigate life without our beloved Tristan.