You were taken way too soon.

Sometimes I forget that you're gone and I still expect to get a goofy snap chat from you or to have you call me for one of our life talks. It's during the holiday season that it seems that I miss you the most. The anniversary of your death doesn't sting quite as badly as being back at home without you there. I can usually shake the feeling of your absence whenever I am away at school and surrounded by many distractions. But sitting in our hometown, with no one there to keep me busy, leaves me with my thoughts and the empty spot where you used to be.

2 Corinthians 1:3-4 "Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God."

Your future was so promising. You had some of the biggest plans that I've known an 18-year-old boy to have. But that's how you were, you made big plans and you had every intention of living up to them. I think that's why we all loved you so much, your zeal inspired us to live bigger and bolder lives.

It's been almost two years since the world lost you. While it got darker at first, those of us who knew you learned to shine light in the same way that you did. You were truly a blessing and our lives were shaped by the way you touched them. You should know how much I still love you. And how much I think about you and wonder what your life would look like if you were still here. I rest easy knowing that you're up there with Jesus. I smile thinking about how you're probably talking his head off.

Philippians 1:3 I thank my God every time I remember you.

Keep me on the right path,

A friend who misses you very much.