The other day mindlessly programming at work my mind wandered in different directions. Upon thinking of a one friend made itâ€™s way to another and so on until James entered it. I thought about his interest in computers, the Internet, music and how there were more things I would of liked to discuss with him. Bands I think he would like, places he could of visited, food he would of enjoyed, and how he will never be forgotten. I realized it has almost been a year since he left us behind, but not forever. His flesh may be gone, but he is with me always. In 2000 James, another friend, and I went on a crazy super fun road trip. This past year I went on that same road trip with a few extra stops and with someone that never met James. I know James was there with me. I spoke of him at times, and to someone who had met us that 12 years before.
From time to time the above happens. James pops into my mind. How to explain it? He wasnâ€™t the first person I have known to pass away suddenly. Yet he was the first friend to. 34 may not seem young when you are 18, but when someone is 3 years younger then you, your first memory of them is when they are 2 or so, 34 is extremely young. May we all leave such a positive impact on others. I am still tearing up when I think about James. I may never stop, at the same time I know he finally got all the answers he was searching for and is in peace.
I just wanted to let others know I am still feeling the impact of a beautiful talented person. Glad I knew him.