June 30, 2008

my best friend died

Saturday night I walked around for an hour repeating my best friend died this morning. Every time I would either laugh, or I'd feel my eyes burn from behind, or my hands would become fists, and i still don't believe it. It's going to take a long time.

This man was my hero. A shining example of how to live your life. I knew him well, but could have known him better. He still always had my back and anytime I asked him for help, for a favor, it was never a question. It was never a problem. It kills me that this happened so suddenly. You immediately think of everything you never said.

I think in the end he just lived too much. He already lived a lifetime and I'd like to think God looked down and said, "Hey, you're having too much fun."

I will remember you forever. We will never let you die.




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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Andrew -
Come spend time with us in the Burg. Nick wants to see for himself if he's taller than you. Family heals. (Reality stinks but sometimes,especially around teenies, it's amusing.) Aunt Mimi