My little brother Chase, was a one of a kind son, brother, friend, and stranger. I still have yet to find another human like him. Chase loved everybody, regardless of appearance or views. Every time I hear his name, all I do is smile and laugh. One thing that I really admired about him is that he always had the drive for success, and he never quit. When he got offered the job he so wanted the most at Chevron Phillips, we were all ecstatic and bursting with pride.
Growing up with my little brothers was not boring, to say the least. From our frequent sibling fights, to taking turns playing XBOX, trading Pokémon cards, playing capture the flag with the neighbors [I can go on and on.] I would not change those memories for anything. It was always a joy growing up with them and having free entertainment 24/7.
I’m going to miss Chase’s random FaceTime calls in the middle of the workday, asking what I’m doing.
When Hurricane Harvey hit the Southeast and Southern regions of Texas, I was very concerned about my family and friends’ situations, praying that nobody would be affected too badly. After going back and forth with my family and other family members back at home, I had a moment to chat with Chase through text. All he could tell me was that he had to get out on a boat and help other people who lost their homes and get them out of there before it was too late. Surely, he was out there serving as quickly as he could and helped a handful of families in need with some of his best friends. He was a man of action. He had a servant’s heart and always went out of his way to help.
Being the big sister of Chase and Nolan has been the biggest blessing. My heart is shattered forever. As siblings, you are supposed to grow old together. It’s not supposed to be like this, and I still have to find a way to accept that. I cannot wait until I see him again. When I do, we will rejoice together in heaven.
We are never promised tomorrow, and that was the staple of Chase Taylor. He lived life to the fullest.