The things you hold onto once someone is gone are crazy but incredibly comforting. It’s impossible to explain.
I’ve been checking Patrick’s fb wall all day because I noticed that some others had wished him a happy birthday on there and I love reading the things they say. It’s impossible to know how much people are valued until they’re gone it seems. Well, his profile picture (above) is quite obviously very dark, and I suppose my screen was tilted at a bad angle and the whole rectangle looked black this last time. I irrationally thought, “Where did he go?!” as though he was actually contained in that one image.
Happy Birthday Patrick, your memory lives on today and forever.
