I really can't put into words how I'm feeling. I'm struggling to wrap my mind around a reality that doesn't involve you being in it in some capacity.
All I can do is hold onto the fond memories. I'm going to miss your overall presence. I'm going to miss your bear hugs where you would hug like no other. I'm going to miss hearing your voice, specially when you would try to sound country. Your energy was contagious through your infectious smile and laughter. The laugh that you can hear from another zip code. I'm going to miss the great game nights, where we would battle and laugh for hours. And if we by chance end up on the same team, we knew it wasn't fair for the opposition. God help whoever we were going up against because they were going to get all the work and trash talk they could (or couldn't) handle . I'm going to miss your cooking, always making sure you made a pan of Mac and cheese for me.
Yems, the family attorney. A loving, dependable, disciplined, caring, and a get it done it done type of woman that I will miss dearly. This one really hurts man. But you're no longer suffering and in pain. Enjoy your pair of wings. Make sure you have a game night set up and a pan of Mac and cheese when we meet again. See you later.
F*ckCancer
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