A little over a month ago, I lost someone I considered to be my best friend. I'm not sure he even knew that was how I thought of him. He was my brother. Not in flesh or law, but in spirit. He will be forever missed in my heart and life.
I've not posted much about how his death has impacted me. I didn't even leave a comment in his obituary guest book. I've not written any "memorials" on his myspace page, nor have I put my fingers to the keyboard to console or comfort those others closest to him. I can't totally explain why. I'm sure it has something to do with the fact that (like he often was) I am reticent to expose my inner-most feelings to the scrutiny of others. Not that I care that much how they view them... but more that it really just isn't their concern. I deal with my emotions in my own ways, and in my own time. It isn't always obvious to the casual observer that I'm dealing with anything significant at all. I really am NOT an extrovert. Some things are my own, and they will stay that way. There are far fewer people in this world who truly know me than there are who think they do. Now, there's even one less. If I have seemed distant recently, please forgive me.
Thank you to those who have expressed sympathy. It is appreciated, and your prayers of support for Jazz's family are most welcomed and valued.
To my brother, whom I will never forget... Your presence in my life was worth more than I can easily express. Your kindness and generosity, your humor, your honesty, and your friendship are prized possessions in my treasure hoard. You are a jewel that I will wear in my crown, forever, and ever.
Thank you, Jazz, for being mine for a time.


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I trust you are feeeling better,have a wonderous day!
The Archer08:41 AM PST