Stephen and Branden,
I don't mean to sound cliche, but not a day goes by that I don't think about you guys. I reminisce on every aspect of our friendships: the good times and the bad, the laughs we shared and the trouble we caused (Lord knows there was plenty of that), the trials we faced and the lessons we learned. We were young and thought we were invincible. Apparently not. The ways you two had to go wasn't... well, fair. But, you know what they say, "only the good die young". Oh look, another cliche...
Anyway, Stephen, I haven't cried since your funeral. How long has it been now? Five years? I couldn't even cry for you, Branden. I'm unable to anymore. If I cry, it's not for you, it's for me. That makes me feel selfish. I'm not the one who had to suffer. I should be happy that you guys are in a better place. I am happy. Why mourn a loss when you can celebrate a life? A life so precious and so fragile...so innocent.
You touched more lives than you would have ever believed had you still been around. You guys taught me lessons while you were still here in the flesh that you never even realized you taught me. I apologize if I ever let either of you down.
But, I just wanted to say thank you for watching over me; for giving me the strength, the wisdom, and the courage to overcome life's obstacles. I miss you guys so much, and I love you even more every day. I just hope that I can be half the man that guys were. Look at that, another cliche...
Until then,
Josh
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