He would have been a year older today. My daddy always jokes that, “A year older is better than the alternative.” Today, that is no laughing matter. I’d give anything to have my friend back. He was like a brother to me, and I could tell him anything. He may have been younger than me, but he was wise beyond his years. I could always turn to him for advice. I have felt so much sadness for the loss of a friend. I have felt lost without him. He would have been one year older today, but instead he is in Paradise, and while we may mourn, he can look down on us and smile.
Last year at this time I was struggling financially without a job and not knowing when the money would run out. I couldn’t afford to buy him a birthday gift. I could only get him a card. Even though he was just as happy with only a card, I’d told him I’d make it up to him at Christmas. Of course, I never had that opportunity.
He was always so kind and giving to me that I hated that I couldn’t do so in return.
I’m just glad that I had him as a friend and could give him the kind of love he deserved.