6 years ago today, I lost my best friend to cancer. He was 52. At the time, I was 27. He was my inspiration, my confidant, my sanctuary for when I needed guidance. His infinite wisdom still rings in my ears to this day. His infectious laughter filling my soul with joy. Why do I cry for you no longer being within this plane of existence? I am sad you are not three dimensionally here. But you are there. Whatever the “there” is, you flood the space with joyous dancing, the type that embarrasses most, but brings utter joy to me.
Six Years
