What Happens After you Die
Captured a few conversations David had with friends those final months...
Captured a few conversations David had with friends those final months...
David, it's another day of waking up without you, and although I'm surviving and (sometimes) happy, you are my first thought every morning, my last thought every night. And 500 times in between. I miss your laugh, your energy, how you supported (and challenged) me, and always tried to make me happy. I miss how you marveled at life. You were an intuitive extrovert who could always "see" people - and often let them know about it. ;)
I miss making plans together for "someday wh...when we're old bears". I wish we'd had more time together. I miss you, David.
Gone 6 months today.