It will be 10 years in April since he pasted; my best friends father. It will be two weeks on Wednesday, since my brothers friend took his own life. It isn't every day that I mourn their death. It is in the unexpected surprise of every day life. Random moments remind me of them. Reminds me of the fact that we aren't together anymore. Life and people continue, but their memory never fads nor the love we feel for them. Thanks for sharing!