Happy Birthday
Happy Birthday, Jonathan Brandis.
Today you would have been 37 years old. I still miss you, and I am still sad to think that you were so alone that you felt you had to leave this world. Oh, your 30s are so much better than your 20s. I know that I can’t sit here and just mope about what could have been. We can celebrate instead what was and what is.
My childhood and early teenaged years were so much better because of you. Jon, you touched my life and the lives of many other people around the world. And we, your fans, will never forget it. I don’t even have to be face to face with other fans of yours to feel the connection. We just get it. We know we had something special in our connection to you, and we lost it too soon. I wish I had words to explain exactly what that was like, and how it was so much deeper than you just being a cute boy on TV. But I don’t have the words, and I know they come too late.
Your thread is a part of the tapestry of my life, even though you’re not here. That thread will always be there, and it can never be undone. I love you, and I miss you. Happy Birthday.
Today you would have been 37 years old. I still miss you, and I am still sad to think that you were so alone that you felt you had to leave this world. Oh, your 30s are so much better than your 20s. I know that I can’t sit here and just mope about what could have been. We can celebrate instead what was and what is.
My childhood and early teenaged years were so much better because of you. Jon, you touched my life and the lives of many other people around the world. And we, your fans, will never forget it. I don’t even have to be face to face with other fans of yours to feel the connection. We just get it. We know we had something special in our connection to you, and we lost it too soon. I wish I had words to explain exactly what that was like, and how it was so much deeper than you just being a cute boy on TV. But I don’t have the words, and I know they come too late.
Your thread is a part of the tapestry of my life, even though you’re not here. That thread will always be there, and it can never be undone. I love you, and I miss you. Happy Birthday.

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