January 10, 2002
October 7, 2011
Sometime last night you visited. I remember asking you if you remembered so and so (in relation to hospital upstairs). You told me you didn’t remember anything after being on the 2nd floor. I love you bunches, bud. I feel some sadness creeping in and filling up. I miss things that you knew about me. There is no one who cares to recognize my favorite things anymore. (e.g. Cape Cod White Cheddar Popcorn). I miss our intimacy. I miss my best friend. Still sort of seems unreal to me. Our time together was so short. I turned in our pics today. 3-4 wks. he said I will miss having those proofs around. I love you buddy. I will see you soon. Stay with me. Love you, too!
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