He was only eleven — just a boy — but he loved with the strength of a thousand hearts.

For fifteen months, Branson fought leukemia with a courage far beyond his years.

He smiled through pain, inspired millions, and showed the world what true faith looks like.

When doctors finally said he was cancer-free, hope filled every corner of his world.
But then, a sudden virus took him too soon — leaving behind not just sorrow, but a legacy of love.

His mother once said,

“It’s not how long you live, it’s how hard you love.”
And Branson loved hard.
He lived fully, forgave quickly, protected fiercely, and reminded us to never waste a single moment.

He taught us to be brave.

To be kind.
To love without fear.

So maybe the best way to honor him now…
is to live like Branson.