He was the type of guy you could talk to.
He would listen to you.
He was the type to make jokes,
make you laugh so hard you cry.
He was the life of the party.
He was friends with everyone.
He would stick up for you.
His voice was loud and you wanted to listen.
His smile was big and contagious.
His hugs would consume you.
I want to remember him on this day. I want to think about the time we sat together in the Senior Lounge and talked about his excitement of graduating. That time at the beach where he piled the wood panels on the fire and got it so hot it almost melted my flip-flops. Remembering his honesty when he knew something wasn't right for me. Remembering those football and basketball games…cheering his name. Our last get-together. A celebration. Friends. Laughter. That smile and energy. That last hug goodbye.
I never thought that would be the last time I would see you.
There's so many things that I don't understand. None of us knew the pain you were going through. You left so many people who love you, who care about you….now missing you. Why? You left us too soon…too suddenly…we weren't done with you yet.
A year ago today you left us. We gathered together as a small community of parents, brothers and sisters, friends…and we cried. We were all falling apart…you drew a gathering that held us together. You are an amazing person who I feel so blessed to have had in my life. I carry you with me wherever I go…I value my memories, and I keep them alive by talking about you to others who love you.
Why
By Rascal Flatts
It must've been in a place so dark you couldn't feel the light
Reachin' for you through that stormy cloud
Now here we are gathered in our little hometown
This can't be the way you meant to draw a crowd
Oh, why? That's what I keep askin'
Was there anything I could have said or done?
Oh, I had no clue you were masking
A troubled soul, God only knows what went wrong
And why you'd leave the stage in the middle of a song
Now in my mind I keep you frozen as a seventeen year old
Roundin' third to score the winning run
You always played with passion no matter what the game
When you took the stage, you shined just like the sun
Oh, why? That's what I keep askin'
And was there anything I could have said or done?
Oh, I had no clue you were masking
A troubled soul, oh, God only knows what went wrong
And why you'd leave the stage in the middle of a song
Now the oak trees are swayin' in the early autumn breeze
The golden sun is shining on my face
The tangled thoughts I hear a mockingbird sing
This old world really ain't that bad a place
Oh, why? There's no comprehending
And who am I to try to judge or explain?
Oh, but I do have one burning question
Who told you life wasn't worth the fight?
They were wrong, they lied, and now you're gone, and we cried
'Cause it's not like you to walk away in the middle of a song
Your beautiful song, your absolutely beautiful song
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