I lost my very best friend. But Phill was more than my best friend. He was my purpose for being alive. He encompassed everything that it took to make me whole again and to fill my world with love, respect, understanding, warmth, and reasons to be. He trusted me to believe in myself whether I was right or wrong, because to him it was ok. He never went from one room to another without asking me if I needed anything. I could fill pages with what he was to me and to his family, and the most important thing he was was my love. I will continue to miss him each and every moment until I can join with him again.