A year has passed since “C” left all of us.
I didn't know that weekend would be our last together and the last road trip for us. He was very very talkative from the time we left home (no complaints). I will never forget what he kept repeating hours before he passed, “I feel so good this weekend, I wish it didn't have to end.” La Rue, I kid you not, I don't want to go back home! I am telling you now I don't want to go. You know what, I have lived a good, good life!
Although it's been a year, I still cry whenever I think of him. It still hurts! My LOVE for him will never fade away. I will cherish the memories until the end of my time.
I Thank GOD for giving us the time together!