It happened all at once, I didn't see it coming but instead was looking forward to the next time we would be together, and then...
My friend, I miss you. I know you are in the best hands, but my sorrow hangs over me like a warm shawl. Everywhere I look I'm reminded of something we did, something you said, something we planned, something we ate, something we sang, something we never did - Why did we wait?
Looking back, I am very grateful that I had the opportunity to spend the time we did, and regret we didn't do more - together. It was no coincidence we were born on the same day, liked the same songs, ate the same foods, bought the same clothes, drank the same drink, dreamed the same dreams - Will my birthday ever be the same?
It hurts. But I'm being selfish. I know you are in a much better place, happier than you've ever been, in the presence of the Lord, Smiling, Laughing, Dancing, Singing, Shouting, Praising, Worshiping...Who would give that up?
My friend, I miss you. I know you have gone on to your next calling but I will see you again, one day. I have more to do, and as I go on smiling, singing, praying, gazing, wishing, sleeping, weeping, dreaming, I can't help but wonder - Do you miss me?
