My friends memorial was held today.
My other friend was there for the memorial. They had known each other in real life for quite some time.
They included me in a chat, just the three of us, for a decade. We talked nearly every day. They both consider me a friend and a brother.
Pete stood for himself and me today as Brent’s ashes were spread and he just sent me a few pics.
A small bit of Brent’s fathers’ ashes were spread with his. That touched me. I’ve never heard of anyone doing that. It’s sort of like a father hanging around a little while longer and helping his child along into the next great adventure.
I just wanted to mark this here.
I want to say to Brent that I miss you. I think of you every day. I love you, Brother.
I hope to see you again one day.
You were one of the few who read this every day. I’m sure you’re peeking over my shoulder now.
Rest in peace.
That’s it. That’s the post.