He’s so alive in my head,

because all I remember

is that time

that I accidentally opened the front door into his face.

And how his cheeks turned beet red,

and I laughed so hard that I fell on the carpet.

But today I couldn’t laugh.

I could only sob myself awake

for all of the people in his life who loved him,

for all the people that he touched,

for the loss of someone who was connected to each of us in some important way.

You were a part of our growing up,

our happiness,

our dreams.

You were so loved, dear.

You will always be loved.




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