2 years today my oldest and best friend passed away. We knew it was coming but not as soon as it did. My heart is still broken. It's not just losing a cat, it's losing a member of the family. He was with us for 14 years and having him gone was and still is terrible. I know that no one lives forever but it still doesn't make it any easier. It still kills me that I didn't get to say goodbye.
A collage my mom made my dad on one of is deployments.
Tom and I in 1995ish
One of/or the last picture of us together.