Joseph Wilson

I miss you every day. But then, you never really left me. I hope I make you proud, as I have poured my heart and soul into the work you led me to. Every time I fall flat, I get up and try again, and keep trying - I refuse to give up. I don't have to tell you how much I love you or how much you mean to me - you already know, you always have. That cold day they buried your physical being, was not goodbye, it's just for a little while. I will see you on that beach again, and I look...