He has memories with so many people it’s unbelievable. Chance and I would stay up night after night just playing with legos or go out and in the woods ‘exploring’ the same land we had done for years and years. He would always let me come with him and his friends. I felt different from my other cousins when it came to being with him and staying the night. He would always tell me I was different. That he could trust me. Whether or not we were fishing or exploring or just sitting inside playing on the ps3, you remember everything with him. He was just and an amazing person that everyone not only wants but needs in their life.
One morning Gary (my brother) and I went out to the garage to talk to Chance. He had been up ALL night working on his truck. He was a little crabby but nothing could stop him from smiling and …show more content…
Thinking of everything you could’ve done to talk to him, to tell him you love him. Something that could’ve delayed him just enough to miss the oncoming traffic. Thinking of why it had to be him. Wanting to trade positions with him. It kills you. Someone you not only love but adore, idolize, is laying in a hospital bed with no chance of coming back and making memories with you. You are forced to say goodbye and leave the room. It sits in your mind while he is laying there connected to all these machines that there is still a chance of him coming back. But as soon as they tell you it’s time to say goodbye, that you must leave and you won’t see him again, it’s like the world