Your smile, laughter and good humor drew me in when I first met you at 13. What rough times you and your brother shared before then and you were on deck for some more big changes. I remember you started calling me “Aunt Ruth”. It struck me as such a privilege, I silently committed to be your aunt no matter what….even if my sister and your dad’s marriage didn’t make it. You were a natural at coaching kids, proud and skilled at your job and your love and kindness with Jada and Kacie was heart warming. I wish, somehow you’d fought Jack Daniels, and pulled the weed and other cocktails from your life. No one knew that day would be your last. They broke the bathroom door in. Could you see how long & hard Kacie fought to save you?! . No one knew your dealer laced the product with fentanyl. I love you so very much and still miss you…..your family and many friends still ache with sadness to be here without you Josh, but we all hope you’re at peace.