Hannah Clark

We lost my brother Rhys last week, 16 days shy of his 30th birthday.

Rhys was devoted, accomplished, way too smart, open, totally hilarious, passionate, and loved his family and friends fiercely. These past few years he was also very sick, was really struggling, and tried so very hard to hold onto just… everything.

A week ago, we lost my little brother to mental health and substance abuse.

Losing him doesn’t feel real, and I doubt it ever will, but Rhys always believed that energy was never finite. That energy is never lost, but rather it transforms into another form. Rather than seeing his physical body, now I’ll see him in the wind on the water and in the trees. Rather than hearing his voice, I’ll hear his soul in every song.

While I’ll miss him for the rest of my life, Rhys is now everything, and that is perfectly what he would have always wanted to be 💛