dear david,
it's been 7 months today since you went to see Jesus. i miss you even more today than ever.
i miss you pulling stupid pranks on me... and leaving proof on my phone just to irk me.
i miss you "helping" me move. and making fun of me for sleeping with a moose.
i miss you teasing dan and i about getting married... okay, maybe not really. but i am daily saddened by the fact that you never even got to see us when we were married, and we'll never get to be at your wedding and have play dates for our kids and have family camping trips. or go on that epic international missions trip we were all planning.
i miss you watching dumb videos with dan and thinking they were hysterical. i miss you being his best friend.
i miss going to starbucks with you, and me always forgetting to bring my wallet, and you always whining about paying, and then you never letting me pay when i didn't forget. you just liked to make a big deal about everything. :)
i miss shopping with you for that shirt and tie combo... you didn't really want my opinion, but you wanted me to validate yours. and you made me stand outside the fitting room in the limited like i was your mom, then came out to show everything to me. :)
i miss you trying to talk to my mom every time she called me when we were in the office together, and how you always told me to tell her "hi from david johnson." and then how, when i would put you on the phone, she would tell you to not procrastinate and get your homework done. and how much you liked her :)
i miss being a part of silly pranks with you. and how you could hardly take a picture without making some weird face. and how you blackmailed me with a horrible picture from this very afternoon, and emailed it to all kinds of people...
i miss you leaving me random videos late at night. i never get tired of watching the video of you acting like a super model when you thought someone was just taking a picture. or the videos you made for me in times square. i still listen to the last two voicemails i have from you... in one you told me i should have answered because it might be the last time i would ever hear your voice. i would always hit you if you said something like that in person... i wish i could give you another good smack. all in love, of course. :)
i hope you are just loving heaven... we miss you here. a lot. always will.
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