The other day you came to visit me while I was eating my lunch. I know you were there to comfort me because I was going to lose the texts you sent me. My phone finally died, along with everything on it. (Including Meghan's number - call me!!) My favourite text of ALL TIME read:
"Thanks, Kim, I didn't get there without your love an support"
Looking at that used to bring me such comfort. It felt like I had done someone some good in this life. That you knew how I felt about you. Then there's all the texts that made me laugh (the frogs, a half eaten peanut butter sandwich - where's the humanity??!, your offer to "sponsor me, big time" (lol) Your request for coffee when you were working on the Henday (I still can't drive on that road or cross that bridge without thinking of you, especially when I look down the river. The one we paddled down together) FUCK I MISS YOU RICKY!!!!!!!!!!! I FUCKING MISS YOU SO MUCH I CAN BARELY STAND IT. But then I remember, that still, to this day, I get to be friends with you. And I am so very grateful.
The other day I was driving and thinking about how much I am enjoying myself down here but wish I could be with you. As these thoughts entered my head, a beautiful, big black bird swooped down above me as if emerging out of the sunset (I am not even making this up!) and I heard you say "wait". Then this song came on the radio: