“To leave a legacy is to carry every person who shaped you—and share them with the world.”

Your legacy lives on in this rebel-rooted creation—
moon-drunk, barefoot, and feral.
Born of daydreams and defiance, dirt, love, and fire.
It’s messy and magic, stitched from laughter and grit,
a wild thing made real.

You echo in every corner of this—
in the rhythm of its rise,
in the sparks it throws,
in every heart that dares to feel more,
risk more,
laugh louder—
and remember that the best stories are the ones that make Stevie proud.

This is where we continue—
not just etched in memory,
but woven into the marrow of something that can’t be forgotten.
To carry forward the path we dreamed—
where the sun knows no horizon
and time stands blissfully still.

You are with me. In all things, always.

For Wesley, who loved so big and laughed so hard it cracked the sky and shook my world.
For Whitney, who drove blindfolded into the unknown with me—my gypsy soul sister, living a thousand lives by a thousand names.
And for Ba, who taught me to love without limits or fear, showing me a depth of love I never knew I could feel.