Thursday, July 9, 2015

quattuor annis



 Java, not a day goes by that I do not think of you. It seems like only yesterday that I had to say goodbye, not four years. I miss you buddy. The concept of a "higher power" eluded me early in my recovery. Then I had an epiphany: You are my higher power. I know you know this but I will say it anyway - I look to you for guidance and support. Sometimes I feel you right there with me. I am grateful for that and for actually realizing it. 

I will repeat the last words you heard me say - you are a good boy and I love you.



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