Just over seven years ago I wrote what I thought was my last blog post, but I got news yesterday that made me need to write a new post. Brian Ebbs - friend, husband, dad, brother, son, traveler and beer enjoyer - has passed away.
Brian was the biggest fan of my blog. He was excited with every new post, and poked me each and every time I went way too long without any new news. If I had been traveling, and posted about said travel but then didn't update for a month, he would make a joke that he was surprised I wasn't still in India, China, or wherever I was traveling at the time.
Not only was Brian an active reader of my blog, he and the Ebbs' family made so many appearances in the blog over the course of 10 years because they are such dear friends of ours. I did a search and listed all the posts below that was in the span of the blog, but there could've been so many appearances before the blog even started (and many since the blog ended). I can't really remember the first time I met Brian, but my favorite time was when he came to visit Dave and I when we lived in Darien, IL, before we were married. While Dave cooked, Brian sat with me and looked at Bride magazines, and we reviewed dresses and flowers. I kept telling him he could go in the kitchen with Dave, but I think he actually liked looking at wedding dresses with me! Later that evening, as Billy Joel was playing and "Scenes from an Italian Restaurant" came on, Brian and I laughed and danced in the dining room. I'm not positive, but there may have been just a few (dozen) Heinekins consumed. The next day we went to Dave's parents to swim in the pool. I couldn't do it. Brian and Dave drank more and relaxed in the sun. I couldn't drink another drop, and opted to stay in the cool house.
Before I met Brian, he was Dave's friend. The picture is hazy, but I know they met in Maastricht, and I know they created life-long memories. Dave was known as Super Dave (which means I got to be Super Jill!), there was a story about naked pushups in the hallway, and really great travel to many amazing places. Brian was so gracious that he shared his family... his mom and dad came to our wedding, his brother Al and sister Martina were the most welcoming.
And then Brian found Tammy! We used to say we weren't sure if Brian would get married, but when we met Tammy, there was no doubt she was the one. Tammy is... charismatic, funny, caring, thoughtful. She remembers things about me I don't even remember sharing, and is HILARIOUS normally, but HILARIOUSLY OBNOXIOUS after some number of (really cheap) beers (which I love). When Tammy comes to visit, hijinks are high - we have done everything from hula hoop competitions to making signs and cheering for sporting events. She has always enjoyed my kids and loved on them every chance she could - from the time Abby was born and they came to our house in Mayville (and judged a small-town parade), to the time just a couple of months ago when they welcomed Abby and Jacob into their home as a vacation stay.
When I reached out to Tammy to tell her how sorry I was to hear about Brian, she said "I'm sorry for your loss too. He was a special person missed dearly and deeply already." She couldn't be more right. Even if I would've gone another year without seeing him in person, I am just better for having known Brian. To me, he was the ultimate friend and professional, humble but successful, caring and strong. And Tammy, your ability to share your loss with all of us, so gracefully and graciously, is such a gift. I cannot even comprehend what you and the kids are experiencing, but I hope you know that you have a Gawrych clan who is embracing you from afar.