Brianne Rae Carlson
September 22, 1992 – September 18, 2025
Her Life. Her Service. Her Story.
If you really want to know who my sister Brianne was, let me tell you the way I would if we were sitting together and you asked about her.
She wasn't someone you could sum up in a sentence.
She was too big for that.
Before you read about the hospitals, the medical records, or our family's search for answers, I want you to know who Brianne was.
Because her life was so much more than the circumstances of her death.
Brianne was one of those rare people who seemed to arrive in the world already knowing who she was.
An old soul with sharp wit, a soft heart, and a stubborn streak strong enough to move mountains.
She came into this world with a sense of self most people spend their entire lives trying to find.
If she loved you, you knew it.
She showed up. She listened. She protected you. She fought for you.
Determination wasn't something she practiced. It was something woven into her being.
It lived in her bones.
She loved beaches, fast cars, traveling, and yelling at the television during Packers games.