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My mom said something interesting to me yesterday, or maybe it was the day before...anyways it's sticking...

she said, "Why he was he so great that he gets remembered so fondly?"

Good Question.

I don't think I remember him fondly, all the time. It's more that the memories almost haunt me at times.

I focus on other things as much as I can, but when I am in the most vulnerable moments it seems that he is there too. It sucks that most of my favorite memories from the last year, involve him. I can't shake that. As much as I try.

Last April seems like a million years ago. I wish I knew then what I know now...