Who would have thought...what ifs have been running through my head non-stop, what if I had called him that day, what if I reminded him about the event, what if...
The 25th will be a year...April 1, 2009 was the last time I spoke, joked, talked, and hugged him. We parted ways in Ruidoso.
Too many good lives are taken, too many good lives are given.
Friend, I miss you and hope you're doing well in heaven. Take care of my sis.
