Jordan Burger 11 July, 1994 – 9 August, 2023

Gina Gallio

Sometimes news reaches you late. 6 months you’ve been gone and I only found out today. I didn’t know. I don’t think knowing 6 months ago would lessen the pain I feel right now. I feel so incredibly lucky to have known Jordan. 15 years of friendship we had together. It doesn’t feel like long enough. I didn’t know in August 2021, when we had a goodbye dinner because he was moving back to Australia, that it would be the last time I saw him, I hugged him, ever. I didn’t know the texts we shared on his birthday were the last ones, ever. I feel so cheated out of more time we could have had together. I am utterly devastated. I loved Jordan so much, he was my brother and he loved me like a sister. I am so thankful for the years of friendship we had, and the time we got to spend together, singing phantom of the opera at the top of our lungs while driving around, sonic nights, eating Malaysian food, and being stupid kids together. He was brilliant, I was always in awe of him and his appetite for learning. Liz and Pete and Les, I don’t know if you will see this now, but I’m so sorry for your loss. I can’t imagine the grief of losing a child. I know how special Jordan was and is. Please take comfort in the fact that Jordan’s legacy will live on because of the love he so freely gave to others. Your son gave me the gift of a wonderful, special, loving friendship and I will cherish that friendship for the rest of my life. I love you Jordan, sleep now with no pain my friend. 🩷