In one week.
It’s this time of year that i remember to appreciate the friends and people that i have in my life.
It’ll be two years, on the 23rd, that Vincent has passed. I won’t forget the day that it happened. I was sitting at home, excited for sharlyne’s birthday, everyone was going to be there. Vincent would be back from LA, and it would be a reunion, the three musketeers, vince, victor, and me, back together again. Then i got the im.
y: “have you heard?”
k: “no…and hi to you too.:
y: “i’m going to call you.”
k: “ok…”
ring ring.
k: “hello”
y: “are you sitting down?”
k: “yes.”
y: “umm. vince is gone..”
k: “what do you mean?”
Y: “he passed away.”
….the rest of the conversation was weird. i don’t really remember what i asked. Well i guess i remember how i felt. At first, i didn’t think it was true. i didn’t even start to cry. it wasn’t until i was with everyone else that i began to cry. The next couple of days were a blur…the viewing, the funeral, the bbq, the ashes. It’s amazing how two years can pass and the pain is still there. a little different, but there. one of the best friends i’ve ever had, the older brother that i never had, but always wanted. hell, i think my parents even liked him better than me. haha.
i remember one time, he ditched school and went to my house…even though i wasn’t there, and my mom bought him a big mac! hahaha.
anyway, i miss you vince. if there’s anything you’ve taught me, it’s to cherish everyone now, because you never know when they’ll be gone.
So to all my friends…and followers? haha….i love you all.
