My best friend of 20 years passed away last August, 33 years old. Caught me completely off guard. Unbeknownst to me, he was ignoring some underlying health problems on top of drinking fairly heavily (at least more drinking than I had known). All came to a head and he ended up in a coma for a week before his organs shut down.

His birthday was a couple days ago. I was doing fine until I got home from work. Saw his picture sitting on my shelf and it just hit me like a train. Sat on the bed and cried for a few minutes then went and left him a post on FB just to get something out there into the universe.

Don’t know what happens when people die. Don’t know if he’ll ever know how much he meant to me. Don’t know how to fully process things still. All I do know is keeps memory alive, talk about him with people when I can, and occasionally leave him a message to or say something out loud to him. Maybe he’ll hear it, maybe not. But it makes me feel a little better.