Two days ago a young man of just 27 years old died in an unexpected motorcycle accident. All that knew and loved him called him "Yoshi", except my husband, he loved calling him Justin Todd Vest, his given name. Yoshi was, and I'm sure will continue to be in memory, my youngest son Peter's best friend. And to us, he was like one of our other sons. He called me Momma Cos and my husband Mr. C. He leaves behind a precious 18 month old son, Preston, whom the sun rose and set on to him. This stained glass heart was a project my husband just completed...the stained red glass cross in the center of the piece reminded me of the time that my daughter made and gave him a stained glass red cross years ago. He was so excited with receiving the cross from her and the next time I seen him he had it on a long chain around his neck that he wore as a necklace. When he smiled, he lit up the room...and that's what happened the day she gave him the cross, and when I seen it on his chain, his smile lit up the room even more. There was something about the way his eyes lit up when he saw me and he called me Momma Cos. He would hug me, smile his big smile...and that's the way I will remember him. Please say a prayer for his family and friends this weekend, this is a huge loss. May we all remember to cherish each day we live, and do our best to be the best we can be for the people we love and that love us.
Today Heaven is blessed to have Yoshi's big smile for eternity...and we will continue to remember him proudly as our son, our friend, and as our brother... We love you Yoshi!
~CC Catherine & family