A year ago, my dearest friend showed up at my house with a cheesy greeting card. In that card, he wrote an incredibly heartfelt letter of friendship and support, knowing I was going through a rough time. He also wrote the date in it, which is how I know it was a year ago today.
Gestures like that don’t come every day, and I saved the card. I’m very glad I did. We hung out that day and had a great time, and it was exactly what I needed to feel better about the state of things I was dealing with at the time.
The whole day, we had no idea that he already had terminal lung cancer, and wouldn’t last the year.
In the letter, he said that there was no one more awesome than us.
There certainly wasn’t, my friend.
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