A Slight Cold Brings Out a Sappy Shay

Today is one of those days.

One of those days when my mind returns to previous years.

It turns to a laughter thats so contagious you soon would be laughing tears.

My mind turns to memories of growing up. Of spending as much time in the sun as possible.

It turns to old days when you weren't so far away.

I smile when I think of the time you made fun of me losing my voice.

The popsicles we would sneak before, during, and after hours.

When they say "everything happens for a reason." I always pray that they are right. Because right now, this doesn't feel like a reason, more over it feels like torture.

When people tell me I will see you again, it hurts me to my very core. Because sometimes when I close my eyes, you are not gone from this life. Sometimes my best friend is right beside me.

But today, I'm reminded, you are not.

And I can't help but feel the sting of the hole you left in my life.

So even though you wouldn't want me to worry, wonder, or cry over you.
I hurt because sometimes there's wonderful things I want to tell you.
But you're not here.

There's a joke I heard I know you'd love.
But I can't tell it to you.

And lastly, I need a cousin date,
But just 2 out of the 3, seem empty.

I hope you know the wonderful impact you made on this earth, in fact, so wonderful, it had to be severely limited.

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