Say Their Names
Because they lived. And love deserves to be spoken.
Grief can feel like homesickness. Not for a place on a map, but for a life that no longer exists.
This space is for those who are grieving the unreturnable. For those who feel homesick for before. Let’s say their names. Write it. Speak it. Share it with the world. Let the world remember that they lived.
Roger, 22
Hey Roger. My one and only little brother. I miss you so much. I’m in Japan right now. And although you haven’t been here physically for over a little over a year. I’m here because of you. When you walked this earth and now while you look over it. You have always supported and pushed me. I love you so much.
May B. Sinsay, 78
My mother was a devoted wife, sister, mother, and grandmother whose life was defined by love, service, and generosity. As a dedicated nurse and military wife, she cared for others with compassion, strength, and unwavering selflessness.
She found joy in gardening and preparing meals for family, friends, and anyone fortunate enough to sit at her table. Her love language was sharing—whether it was her time, her home, or a lovingly prepared meal. She had a remarkable gift for making everyone feel welcomed, valued, and cared for.
She was deeply loved by all who had the privilege of knowing her. On June 2, 2026, she peacefully transitioned while surrounded by the love of her family. Though our hearts are broken, we are forever grateful for the legacy of kindness, grace, and unconditional love she leaves behind.
Ray Sinsay
Rebecca Rose, 29
Our Loving daughter, we miss you. Your light will always shine through our hearts and the hearts of those who knew you.
You taught me so much. Thank you for being such a kind, loving, generous soul.
Love you more,
your mom and dad
Justin, 43
Justin was the kind of person who could make people laugh, loved his music, and cared deeply about the people around him. He is missed every single day, and his absence has left a space that can never truly be filled. We carry his memory with us in the stories we tell, the songs that remind us of him, and the love he gave so freely. We love you, Justin, and we’ll never stop missing you.
Ethan Whitaker, 2000-2020
Ethan was my third son, forever 20.
He was the son with the unforgettable smile, the quick joke, and the warm hug that could make anyone feel loved. He was incredibly handsome, with a smile that lit up every room he entered.
One of the things that amazed me most about Ethan was how naturally gifted he was. Whatever he set his hands to seemed to come effortlessly. Whether it was learning a new skill, tackling a challenge, or trying something for the first time, he had an incredible ability to excel without seeming to put much effort into it. It was simply part of who he was.
But more than his talents, Ethan had a kind and tender heart. He loved deeply, laughed often, and left people feeling seen and valued. Those are the things I treasure most.
On March 16, 2021, our family lost Ethan to suicide. While that day changed our lives forever, it does not define who he was. Ethan’s life was filled with love, laughter, kindness, and immeasurable value.
He will always be my son—forever loved, forever missed, and forever 20.
Ethan • Forever 20 ![]()
Scott and Nikki Whitaker
Noah Patrick Miller, 14
Noah Patrick- my son and my best friend. The love of my life and partner in crime. I am forever counting the days until we are together again. I love you and miss you with all my heart.
Forever, your Mama Bear ![]()
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RJ, 17
Rj 339 days since you passed. I still can’t believe it and I don’t think I ever will. This life is so hard so different. Nothing makes sense. I love and miss you so much my handsome young man.
Mom
Savannah Barnes, 23
She wanted to have some freedom. I got her a rv and a car. 2 months later she took her life. August 30, 2025
Layla jade, 10
Layla Jade was love, light, and pure magic. She brought laughter, kindness, and strength wherever she went. Though she left this world far too soon, her spirit lives on in every memory, every smile, and every heart she touched. She is forever loved, forever missed, and forever our brightest light.
Love, Moma