Love Letters

	Here you will find a Treasure Chest filled to overflowing with memories of Brandon's irrepressible energy, imagination, spirit, and love for the Lord.









*March 21, 2002* *Dear Brandon:* My sweet, sweet boy, I love and miss you more than words can ever express. You made my life complete, and my every desire in life was to love and nurture you. Now that you are not here on earth, I feel so lost and empty inside. There is a part of me that will never be the same until I am with you again in heaven someday, and oh how I look forward to that wonderful reunion with you. I long for the day until I am with you again. For now, I am left here without you to finish what you could not complete here on earth. I ask God everyday to show me what my purpose is here on earth. As a human, I wonder why your precious life had to be cut so short, and I realize that I will not have the answer to that question until I see God and you up in heaven, or I probably will not need it answered when I see how perfect it is in heaven. I vow to live my life the best I possibly can and do everything in my power to lead the life God wants me to lead so there are no doubts that I will see you again. I miss your beautiful smiles, warm hugs, and sweet kisses. I miss hearing you say "Mommy, can you please bring me more chips and juice" while you were laying in your bed with all of your pillows and Beanie Babies watching a movie, and then when I'd bring them to you you'd put your hands behind your head and say "This is the life!" I remember Daddy said to me "You have to stop doing that with him and have him come in the kitchen and get his food/drink himself," so, we had to sneak it so Daddy wouldn't see me doing it for you. I miss picking you up from school everyday seeing your smiling face and dancing body coming to the car and saying "Hello Mom, did you have a good day, and can we go to Grandma's house?" all in the same sentence. I miss our trips to the grocery store every Saturday when you'd look forward to getting your cookie from the bakery and then you made sure we said hello to our favorite friends every time we were there: The dairy man (George) and the balloon lady (Nancy). I miss our Sunday family days: Going to church, going through the drive-thru for lunch, and then going to Fun Station to play games and ride the bumper boats and of course cashing in all of the tickets we won for toys and candy. I miss playing games and cards (War) with you and you calling the aces A+. I miss watching movies with you. I miss going to the video store with you when you'd pick out 2 movies and 2 Play Station games even though I said you'd only get one of each. I miss traveling with you and you asking 200 times during our trip "How many more Cat&Dog shows until we get there?" I miss your inquisitive little mind asking all of the wonderful questions you would ask everyday (that's why you were so smart - you asked about everything). I miss driving in the car with you everyday. I miss your big, beautiful brown eyes. I miss your love of life. I miss your silly dances and funny faces. I miss you catching and saving the lizards that got in the house; I'll never forget the day that I tried to help you catch one and I accidentally stepped on it and it died and you cried for almost an hour - you had so much compassion for everyone and everything. I miss you reminding Dad and I everyday that we said when we move into the new house, you can get a black Lab dog and he can sleep in your room on a bean bag chair, and then you'd say, "I won't say it again, but I was just reminding you." I miss the excitement in your voice when we would go visit family or friends out of town or when they'd come and visit us. I miss you asking if we can go to Grandma and Pop-Pop's house and if you could go swimming in their pool (even if it was only 40°). I miss taking you to Wal-Mart (usually once a week) to get a new toy (typically the latest Power Ranger figure). I miss you asking if you can take out the trash and vacuum so you can get allowance so you can buy another toy. I miss you picking out one of your toys to give to the poor children. I miss you telling me that Brittany is your girlfriend and you think you love her. I miss you singing songs - God Bless the USA was one of your favorites, and you knew every word of it; you'd put your headphones on and sing it at the top of your lungs. I miss you asking questions about what heaven is like and what God looks like (now you have the answers to those questions firsthand). I miss tucking you in at night and doing our ritual without missing or getting any steps out of order: Brush teethe, say prayers, tickle your ears, blow on your belly, give lots of hugs and kisses and you not letting go of my neck, then we'd both say several times "Good night, I love you, and see you in the morning." I miss waking you up in the morning: I'd bring you your breakfast in bed, turn on your TV, and say "Wake up sleepyhead" - your bright, beautiful eyes would barely open, but you'd smile every morning, and say "I love you Mom." I miss watching you ride your bicycle. I miss you talking about the NASCAR racer, Jeff Gordon and calling him Michael Jordan, Jeff Jordan, or anything but his name (you got that quality from Poppy Bob). I miss seeing you play with your toys. I miss reading books together. I missed you on your birthday - we will always celebrate your wonderful life on your birthday forever - February 8^th,1995 was the most special day of my entire life when you entered this world through me, and February 1, 2002 was the worst day of my life when you left this earth without me. I miss watching your presence make others smile and feel good. I am going to miss you on my birthday (you always made sure I had a birthday cake). I'll miss you on Mother's Day because being your Mom was the most wonderful gift I've ever received. I miss every single thing about you so much, and I long to hold you in my arms everyday. I cherish every second I had with you. The pain I feel of missing you is indescribable. Somehow I will manage to go on living, but my life certainly will not ever, ever be the same without my little angel by my side. You were my angel here on earth, and now you are my angel up in heaven. I know that you never, ever wanted me to be sad, so I will try my best to be happy for you. I know you are watching over all of us you loved, and I know I will see you again someday. I have to remind myself that you are in a much happier place than any of us here on earth can ever imagine, and if given the choice you would not want to come back here. So, I know I'm selfish when I want you back here, but you were my ray of hope and sunshine in this not so wonderful world. Maybe one day you will have the brother or sister you always wanted here on earth to watch over, guide and protect. I love you with every inch of my aching heart, and I will miss you forever and ever. I'll see you in heaven someday. I love you forever, *Mommy*



Some of Richard's Treasured Memories

Brandon was my son, my Buddy.
He used to love to play swords with me and we would run around the house for hours until he was tired. Then he would lay down on his bed and say "Take me to your castle" (which was Cheryl's and my bedroom).
At bedtime I would have to " Do Ears". He would cover up his ears with his hands and I would smell his ears and say they smelled like donuts, or cheese, or pizza, and I would try and push his hands away with my nose and then nibble on his ears. We would do this once or twice. After we did this I would always have to tickle him and there was always a hug and kiss (he always held on a long time). Then it was always "Good night, I Love You, Sweet Dreams! See you in the Morning!


We took him to France. At first he cried and said he did not want to leave his house. By the time we came back he cried and said he wanted to stay in Paris and that he loved it there. He danced on a table in Paris for us all. He loved traveling to France with our good friend Norm.






We took him to Normandy to see Omaha Beach where my Dad was on D-Day. We walked down to the beach and he asked me where my Dad was and where the bad guys were--and why they were shooting at each other.

	We took him to New York and he got to see snow for the first time.

From Poppy Bob

Brandon, Precious child of God. I will always love you and will look forward to the day when we will spend eternity in heaven. I'll always remember you being so much like me when it came to names. Remember when your Dad and I bought you the Jeff Gordon race car? You called him so many different names before you finally got it right. First it was Michael Jordan, then Michael Jackson, Jeff Jordan and finally Jeff Gordan. Also, the time we visited you after we hadn't seen you for a long time and you didn't remember who we were. You and I bought a Power Ranger and brought it home to put it together. You were so patient as we worked together for almost an hour. Then when it was finished you ran into the living room and said to your Mom and Dad, " WE DID IT!" Your Dad asked, "Who did it?" and you couldn't remember for a moment who it was so you said "SOMEBODY did it!" I really enjoyed your visit to our house at New Years 2002 and will cherish the memory forever. I Love You Very Much! Poppy Bob

From Grandma Lu

Brandon, You brought such joy to everyone you met! You were never an "ordinary kid". You were full of energy and excitement and life. You loved to be tickled and would ask us to tickle you and then giggle and laugh and ask for more! When you came to Charlotte NC to visit last month--you taught your cousins Rachel and Rebekah how to slide down the hardwood floor on their knees. All the way down the hall--At Amazing Speed.

I know you are up in heaven with Jesus and I know you have ALL the angels sliding on their knees right now.

My heart is broken and will always be filled with love for my special grandson--not through blood--but through my Gift from God. Love, Grandma Lu

From Grandma Joan

Brandon has always been so very special and has brought us so much joy and happiness. I can't imagine life without him. He was so full of life and Love and energy.
He was, and will always be, the Sunshine Of My Life.
No one could have asked for a more perfect Grandson. There are so many special things Brandon has said or done I could write a book, but just one of the things that stand out is when he first learned my phone number. That first day he called at least 20 times. I love you so very much! Always and Forever, Your Grandma

From Pop-Pop Jack

Brandon Louis Moeller, a boy and a young man, who loved life, his family, his friends and his God. Will Rogers said "I never met a man I didn't like." Well, Brandon never met anyone he didn't like and get along with. His ever smiling face, coupled with his cunning ability to make you change your mind and see things his way was why we love him so much. His smile and laughter, the charm, his "Evil Eye" , the cunning method of getting his way. It is this personality which touches all our hearts and makes us better people.

Helping him to learn riding a bike, to learning to swim was an experience unto itself. Like any kid, it's "I can't do it"--but leave him to himself and he'd do it on his own--just to spite you.

Brandon asked me one day to take him to Esposito's. I couldn't figure out why a 6 year old boy wanted to go to Esposito's. He certainly wasn't into gardening, although his grandma was. Of all things, it was Beanie Babies. As usual, I said NO and again NO. But as always, I ended up saying OK. And he never wanted just one, he wanted one for him and one for his grandma. I remember one day we went to the counter to pay and I told the salesperson I was paying for one and he was paying for his grandma's. The look on his face as he searched his pockets for money was a picture to behold.

Another time when we went, after I said NO several times when he wanted to buy one for grandma I said NO because I didn't know which ones she didn't have. He said he did. I said "grandma has so many you CAN'T know." True to form, we got home and he showed his Beanie Baby to grandma and she didn't have one like it. Of course he said "grandma, I told Pop-Pop to buy you one but he wouldn't." He got the hug and I got his grandma's "Evil Eye." What a guy!
Brandon has enriched all our lives. To him I'm his Pop-Pop. He is not only a grandson, he's my best friend, and I will love and cherish him always.

Brandon loves his church and his Lord. He knows heaven and the green pastures it represents. He isn't afraid and spoke to me and questioned me about what heaven is like. Yet, he had more answers than questions. So typical of this special 6-year-old's ability to get a message across--that he knew more than I did.



Brandon wants all of us o live in a world without confrontation and argument. He wants us to be a people together. Joe Hill, a labor organizer and activist said "Fight for the living and pray for the dead." Brandon wants all of us to pray for him and fight for a life on earth that is filled with happiness, love, and respect for each other. Brandon is paving the way for all of us. The path is clear and he is showing the way. Believe me, you can't miss it; as always, he is pointing in the right direction. We should each remember, as we wave him good-bye and God's Blessings, that he is watching all of us. He expects us to love each other and respect each other's differences. Or, better put, he doesn't expect it, he demands it. That's our Brandon, my grandson, my best friend. He is showing the way, and I for one don't want his "Evil Eye" cast upon me. I know that his prayers are with you and ours are with him. While I am certainly imperfect, my grandson was as perfect as you get.
He taught me and I only wish I'd listened and learned ALL he had to teach. One thing sure, he has blessed each and every one of us.

PoP-PoP Jack

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From Rissy



Brandon, Hey buddy its Rissy, your “big sister”. How are you doing? Words cannot describe how much I miss you, I miss you so much my life isn’t complete knowing that when I go to Tallahassee I wont be able to see my little “brother”. It stinks but your in a better place now. God took his angel back to help him in heaven and I bet you are doing a great job. Im sorry I haven’t written you until now its just that it did not hit me that you are not with us anymore, and I kind of didn’t want it to hit me, because I just want my Brandon back. Everyone misses you so much, but im sure you see that! You were such a blessing to have in our lives and I feel privileged to have had you in my life while you were here. I remember the last time I saw you. We got in a little fight, and pop-pop pretended to throw you in the pool and you jiggled and you kind of got wet, it was so funny and I know you wanted to laugh. But I did feel really bad and im so sorry, but that just proves that life is so short and to not be mean to anyone because they might not be here tomorrow. Well thank you for being such a great little “brother” and I miss you so much! I cannot wait until the day I go to heaven and be able to hold you in my arms again. It will be great. Until then you will be in my prayers. I love you soo much little guy!! Love always, your “sister” Rissy

From Aunt Kerri

My precious Brandon, From the day your mommy’s water broke and you chose to come into the world I have always felt a special bond of love with you. A bond that no one else could ever understand--and one that I can’t even understand. I know that I missed out on a lot of your “every day” growing up—but I always wanted to be here for the important things and steps in your life.
	You—my nephew, my Godson and so much more than that—you were an eternal joy in my life. I loved every minute I ever spent with you. When you were around I always wanted you with me. I remember when I would spend the night and crawl into bed with you long after you were asleep. I would rub your little head, touch your face and little fingers and tell you how much you were loved. Did you ever know I did that?
Brandon, you were such a special little boy to so many people. For 6 years of life you developed into such a wonderful, loving, caring and outgoing little man. The past 6 years I got to spend with you and watch you grow will be some of the best and most wonderful moments God will ever give to me. I just wish we could make more. I wish I could hear you laugh or try and make a joke or splash me in the pool.
But you are God’s baby. . . you have been since the day you were created and now He has taken you back to spend eternity with Him in His big house where you will have all the toys, horses and dogs you could ever want.
We miss you already here, your presence will never be forgotten because you have touched us all in such a magical way. For how, we will have to be patient with God and continue to live our lives so that one day we can all be together again. You would have loved, and do love, how all the family is together right now sharing stories about you. It will never stop amazing me how such a little life could bring so many people together. Please watch over us baby Brandon and help guide us through this time. Forgive us for our selfishness of wanting to bring you back to us. It’s just that our lives here will never be the same. But one thing is for sure. We are all so much better people because we got to laugh, cry, talk and play with you. I love you now, always, forever, and I cannot wait to see your smiling face in Heaven.
I Love You. Kerri

From Cousin Joey & Vitoria

I felt very sad when I heard about Brandon. I will always remember the times we went sleigh riding and montauk and when we played at Nanny Ann's. In school I wrote a letter about my best snow day. I wrote it was when I was with all my cousins--Brandon, Zach, and Merrisa.

	The other day in my school, every class prayed for him.
Tonight my dad, mom, sister and I bought balloons and let them go outside for Brandon's birthday. My sister and me made birthday cards. We tried to put them on the balloons but they were too heavy. My mom said to keep them in my bible.

My mom and aunt Jennie went to my church to have a mass said for Brandon this Sunday and I will be there to pray for him. My dad brought us back shirts from FSU. He told me that we are fans for life of this team. Every time I wear it, I will think of Brandon. Love, Little Joey & Vitoria

From Aunt Karen, Uncle Matthew Pierce and Myles Brandon, You were and ARE such a special boy. Sweet, loving, adorable—yet all “boy”! Uncle Matthew and I love you so much! Pierce and Myles always looked forward to seeing their cousin Brandon. Myles especially thought you were the coolest. He looked up to you. When I went home to get Myles and bring him back up to Tallahassee I told him that we were going to see Grandma Joan and Poppa Jack and he said to me “But mommy, Brandon won’t be there.” I told him “I know honey but you are with him all the time now.” I know he doesn’t understand what that means yet. But he will as he grows up. I truly believe you are an angel that will keep our family in loving harmony. You will be an example of how we should all live our lives. You are the best. Your beautiful smile, your precious big brown eyes and your sweet laughter.
I will always cherish my memory of you and I looking all over Aunt Kerri’s house for your sword and how happy you were when we found it. Also, I remember leaving that night—bending over and kissing you and telling you “I Love You.”

We all love you, we all miss you already but we will think of you everyday and know that we will be together again one day. Happy Birthday, Sweet Angel! With all our love, Aunt Karen, Uncle Matthew, Pierce and Myles

From Aunt Chris

Brandon, You will forever live on in our hearts. Our girls so loved being around you and sharing in your spirit. They loved playing and being wild with you. They still play “wild” like you taught them. Your sweet spirit makes me smile. The joy you brought to your parents and everyone who knows you is such a gift. God made you so very special.
Thank you for teaching me to let my girls be more physical—more wild. They need it and I needed to learn it.

I love you. I love the joy you brought into my precious sister’s life. Aunt Chris

From Uncle Jim

Brandon, It was an honor to see you so recently. I will always remember playing in the snow with you and sliding down Poppy’s hill on our sled.
Your cousins Rachel and Rebekah speak of you often. You lived life to the fullest with wide open arms, always seeking adventure. It’s our honor to be able to sing and play at the Celebration of your Life. Enjoy your New Life in Heaven. Love, Your Uncle Jim

From Aunt Sue and Nanny Josie
Brandon,
You had a heart so big, you knew how to touch every one with your beautiful smile. You shared your gift with every person that crossed your path and it will be with us for eternity.

I feel you are our Special Angel and we were all blessed to be a part of your life. May God Bless Your Precious Heart. Love always, Aunt Sue and Nanny Josie

From Aunt Marie

Brandon, You made everyone happy and you sure brought joy to everyone's lives.
You were always smiling. You were so happy-go-lucky and touched so many hearts.
I know you are up in Heaven right now and the Angels are watching over you. You sure are a Special boy and you will be missed a lot. There won't be a day that will go by that we are not thinking about you. You will ALWAYS be in our hearts. Love Always, Aunt Marie

From Aunt Terry & Uncle Steve

Brandon, We really didn't get to know each other that much. But when we came to grandma and grandpa's house, we found out how much joy you brought to so many people. You made a lot of difference in your loved one's lives and we all will miss you-- But we know one day we will meet again in Heaven. Love, Aunt Terry and Uncle Steve