On this day I went to church and said your name, I had that Zagu crème brulee that you used to drink in high school, and I scrolled my calendar to the dates we’ve marked, my heart breaking because I was scheduled to crash your brother’s birthday on the 29th then sleepover at your house like high school kids do. In between were the moments when I go back to staring at a blank wall, because that is exactly how the world looks like to me now without you—a long stretch of empty static space.
You are vibrant and strong, intelligent and confident, and endlessly awesome. You had the gift of making people around you feel special, and to me, you are the most beautiful person in the world.
I am happy you are at peace with the Lord now, where you will no longer feel pain. But I will miss you every day, and I will not forget. I love you hun.