Steven Barnett

Sunrise 4/7/1986  -  Sunset 9/2/2022

My Steven,

I'm sitting here trying to put together a few lines to express how I feel. The first and only word that comes to mind is hurt. Losing you, I am hurt beyond. You are my youngest, my baby, my Steven. Losing your brother Kenny back in December, part of me was lost that day, losing you now, I've lost myself. I am thankful that you passed in our home, in your room, in your own bed, in comfortable clothes and your momma is the one that saw you. It give me a sense of comfort knowing you were not in any pain, you were simply asleep when he called you home. I want to hold on to that little boy that I babied all the time. The one that wanted that little Tommy doll and once Santa brought him to you, you treated it like a real boy, dressing it, and giving him his own little private parts colored in to make sure everyone knew it was a boy, even talking to it and had Tommy ride in the car with us everywhere we went, always making sure he was buckled in.  I want to hold on to the laughs on how you reacted when someone made you mad, you said what was on your mind with NO filters, but always showed me respect.  I love you. You came home yesterday and that's where you will always be, right here at home with your momma.

Josh wanted to add a few lines. "The best baby brother anybody could ever ask for. Another Angel from Heaven that we only got to borrow. God called you home early because he needed movies and music made and there is nobody better than you that knows how to do it. Your big brother sure does miss and love you more than you'll ever know."

Steven, I love you and you will always be with me. As I write this I have you sitting right on the desk next to me and I can feel you.  I know that you know you are loved so much.  Hey Steven, look at me, I was able to do this and it only took me a few hours. Mother loves you....